Long before Qiao Man brought up divorce, Jiang Sui had already stopped calling her “wife.”
He didn’t call her that even when they were in bed either.
After transmigrating into the novel, this was the third time Qiao Man had heard it.
The first and second times were because he was too drowsy to be conscious, but this time he was clear-headed, completely clear-headed.
So clear-headed that Qiao Man couldn’t pretend not to hear it like she had the previous two times.
And their current position was utterly terrible—
She was lying face down on the bed, one arm pinned behind her back by him, with most of his weight pressing down on her back.
Every time he spoke, the vibrations from his chest would transmit through the thin bathrobe, making it impossible to avoid.
“Hmm? Why aren’t you saying anything? Asleep?”
Jiang Sui’s lips pressed against her shoulder, and he deliberately thrust his hips forward again.
Qiao Man couldn’t take it anymore: “…What madness has gotten into you?”
“Don’t say things unrelated to the script.” Jiang Sui’s voice carried a hint of laughter.
Qiao Man wanted to turn over and glare at him, but Jiang Sui sensed her intention and firmly restrained her.
After struggling twice without success, Qiao Man gave up and relaxed into the bed: “As if you haven’t said things unrelated to the script either.”
The original Male Supporting Character wouldn’t call the Female Supporting Character ‘wife.’
“Can’t be helped. I’m not really the Male Supporting Character, so I can’t use force without any psychological burden. Using more intimate terms helps lessen the discomfort a bit.”
Jiang Sui’s voice was lazy, then he suddenly pressed closer to her earlobe, “Or would you prefer to be called something else? Baby? Sweetheart? Piggy? Cutie?”
“…Shut up.”
Jiang Sui laughed and collapsed on top of her, his body heat making her sweat slightly.
Qiao Man’s arm was still trapped between them. After she shifted uncomfortably a couple times, Jiang Sui released her and slightly raised himself up, allowing her to turn over.
Suddenly face to face, after their eyes met, Qiao Man’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she felt like turning back.
But before she could act, Jiang Sui’s fingers were already tangling in her long hair.
[Jiang Sui controlled Qiao Man with one hand while using the other to forcefully tear open her bathrobe.
The bathrobe was pulled mostly open, revealing a large expanse of smooth back. Qiao Man hurriedly grabbed the edges of the robe, barely covering her chest, yet still exposing the delicate, fair curves.
Jiang Sui had originally intended to humiliate her, but the vast expanse of pale skin before his eyes stirred other sensations.
His eyes suddenly reddened, and his gaze toward Qiao Man grew stormy.]
[Qiao Man noticed his unusual state and quickly said, “I… I can tell you where they are…”
Jiang Sui forced himself to calm down: “Where?”
“They’re…” Qiao Man tried to steady herself, “at the villa you rented before. Bai Xingyu didn’t want to see Gu Hantian, so she went back there to sleep. I don’t know if Gu Hantian followed her.”
After hearing her words, Jiang Sui remained silent for a long time before sneering, “Do you think I don’t know?”
Qiao Man was startled but maintained her composure: “Know what?”
“During the villa’s maintenance, the electrician violated regulations. The wiring in Xingyu’s room was damaged and got soaked. You’re sending me there to find her—are you trying to electrocute me?” Jiang Sui narrowed his eyes, his aura growing increasingly dangerous.]
[Qiao Man hadn’t expected that the information she’d accidentally overheard at night was already known to him. thrown into disarray, she immediately tried to crawl away but was dragged back by him grabbing one of her legs.]
The bathrobe had come completely undone, barely covering her waist. Her eyes reddened with shame and anger as she warned him word by word.
“Jiang Sui! If you dare lay a hand on me, I will make you pay!”
Jiang Sui chuckled, his knee wedging directly between her legs.
“Fine, I’d like to see what price you can make me pay.”】
Scene by scene, the play continued until Qiao Man found herself lying face down on the bed once more.
Jiang Sui curled one leg, half-pinning her beneath him, his fingers toying with her hair as he leisurely traced circles on her bare shoulder.
“…Can you hurry up?”
Having just delivered a string of nauseating lines with only a towel draped over her, Qiao Man was already in a foul mood. His dawgling only fueled her impatience.
“This scene is a bit rough. To avoid discomfort, we might need some preparation first,” he explained unhurriedly.
Qiao Man frowned. “What do we need to do… Mmph.”
His hand suddenly slipped inside her robe. Qiao Man’s back tensed instantly, her lips parting unconsciously as she struggled to maintain her breathing.
Jiang Sui leaned closer, his other hand sliding between her and the sheets, grasping the hand she had pressed against her chest. He lowered his voice to explain.
“I washed my hands.”
Was that really the issue? Qiao Man bit her lip, fighting back any sound. “You—who said you could… take liberties?”
“No choice. This way you won’t feel pain,” Jiang Sui continued to soothe.
He bent to kiss her shoulder, the hand trapped against the sheets gradually tightening.
The texture in his palm resembled those stress toys popular among modern youth—squeeze hard and they morph into various shapes, release and they plump back up, leaving silent imprints of fingers behind.
It seemed utterly docile, nothing like its owner.
His other hand still traced circles, like the world’s finest masseuse adjusting pressure based on the client’s reactions.
Or like the deity governing weather—one moment bathing everything in sunlight, the next bringing localized dampness and rain.
Waves of familiar yet foreign sensations washed over her. Qiao Man’s breathing grew ragged, suddenly recalling her eighteenth birthday when Jiang Sui had dragged her to buy ingredients and they holed up at home making a cake.
She baked the sponge while he whipped the cream.
Being their first attempt, he wasn’t sure about the consistency, so he’d secretly scoop a little with a spoon—tasting it with the tip of his tongue, then kneading and rubbing it between his fingers to check the cream’s state.
She didn’t know why this memory surfaced now amidst the haze. As his knuckles pressed inward, new scene directions appeared.
Qiao Man slowly exhaled a warm breath, steadying herself while delivering her lines: “Let me go, let go… please let me go.”
“Now you’re begging, hmm?” Jiang Sui’s voice murmured by her ear, faintly hoarse. “I gave you chances. You refused them. Isn’t it a bit late for pleas now?”
“I’ll tell you where Bai Xingyu is. I’ll tell you right now,” Qiao Man gripped the sheets tightly.
A soft laugh escaped Jiang Sui’s throat. “I don’t want to know anymore.”
“You bastard,” Qiao Man murmured distractedly, her voice gone soft.
Jiang Sui: “Yes, I’m a bastard. But are you any better? My willingness to work with you is your privilege. A hostess pretending she’s some prized dish.”
“So many lines,” Qiao Man couldn’t help glancing at him.
The original male supporting character was undoubtedly a scumbag who broke the law, but with Jiang Sui’s face, delivering these shameless lines… was actually quite thrilling.
Jiang Sui paused and looked at her playfully. “You like this kind?”
Qiao Man maintained her composure. “I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
“Great acting,” Jiang Sui raised an eyebrow, “but your body betrayed you.”
Qiao Man: “…”
Ten seconds later, they immersed themselves in the plot again.
“Mmm… I was wrong, I’m sorry…”
“Where is Xing Yu?”
“In… in the wine cellar…”
Jiang Sui withdrew his hand, turned and walked out, slamming the door shut with a bang.
Qiao Man: “…”
Ten seconds later, he returned from outside.
Qiao Man was feeling unsettled at this point. She pulled the bath towel over herself and looked at him weakly.
“Weren’t you going to follow the plot? Why are you back?”
“Let’s take care of the queen first before that.”
Jiang Sui flipped her over, held her knees and lowered his head.
Qiao Man stared blankly at the ceiling light, only managing to raise her hand after a while to clasp the back of his neck and gently stroke it.
Ten minutes passed. The wet sheets were replaced, Qiao Man put on her pajamas and hugged a pillow in a daze.
When Jiang Sui came out of the bathroom after rinsing his mouth, he saw her spaced-out expression.
The corners of his mouth lifted. Only when she looked at him did he ask with a teasing smile, “Did you enjoy it?”
Qiao Man’s response was to throw the pillow at him.
Jiang Sui caught the pillow and placed it back in her arms, then turned to pour her a glass of water.
“Not thirsty,” Qiao Man refused.
Jiang Sui didn’t take it back. “You need to drink.”
Qiao Man rolled her eyes at him.
No matter how much time passed, whether before or after the divorce, Jiang Sui never wavered in his insistence that she drink water afterward.
Qiao Man reluctantly finished the water. Jiang Sui casually set the glass aside, pulled up a chair and sat by the bed, lowering his head to play games.
Qiao Man couldn’t help asking, “Aren’t you advancing the plot?”
“I am, no rush, let’s rest first,” Jiang Sui said, deliberately glancing at her. “Even though I didn’t get to enjoy it, it was still exhausting, okay?”
Qiao Man: “…Shut up.”
Jiang Sui smiled. After finishing a game, he put his phone aside.
Qiao Man was surprised. “Still not going?”
“It’s just opening a door. Going later is fine. Consider it giving the young couple more dating time.”
Jiang Sui stretched and settled back into the chair. When his eyes met Qiao Man’s, the corners of his mouth suddenly lifted.
Qiao Man: “…” Here he goes again with his nonsense.
“Will there be many more scenes like this later?” He seemed troubled. “I don’t really like playing the villain.”
Qiao Man sneered. “Don’t worry, next time you won’t be the villain.”
“What do you mean?” Jiang Sui looked up.
It means it’ll be my turn next time, Qiao Man smiled.
After the birthday banquet plot, the female supporting character would form a team with Gu Hantian and Bai Xingyu to participate in the Caisson Model Design Competition in another province. Of course, the male supporting character would follow along.
After what happened at the birthday banquet, the female supporting character both hated and feared the male supporting character, but wasn’t willing to be controlled. So she found an opportunity to drug him, took him to an erotic hotel and recorded videos.
Of the room full of toys, at least half were used on him.
That was quite an S-themed night for the female supporting character.
Remembering the scene from the original where the male supporting character was tied up with red ropes, Qiao Man smiled again.
“…That expression of yours is pretty terrifying,” Jiang Sui stated matter-of-factly.
Qiao Man glanced at him, thought about how miserable he’d be later, and decided not to bother arguing with him.
The room fell silent again. Qiao Man checked the time – it was almost 4 AM.
Having stayed up too late, she no longer felt sleepy. Jiang Sui, finding the chair uncomfortable, took off his shoes and squeezed onto the bed.
Qiao Man shifted aside as he crowded her, displeased: “Can’t you go sleep in your own room?”
“Use me and then throw me away, is that it?” Jiang Sui was still focused on his game.
Qiao Man sneered: “If it weren’t for the plot requirements, do you think I’d want to use you?”
“Oh?” Jiang Sui put down his phone and was about to speak when she covered his mouth.
Qiao Man: “Still asking for it?”
Jiang Sui shook his head.
Only then did Qiao Man release him.
Jiang Sui continued playing his game while responding to his teammate who asked why he’d suddenly stopped moving: “Almost got murdered just now, lucky I’m quick-witted.”
Qiao Man pretended not to hear.
After another round ended, Jiang Sui yawned.
“…Time to go release people,” Qiao Man said helplessly.
“What’s the hurry, I’ll go eventually,” Jiang Sui leaned lazily against the bed. “After tonight, will they make up?”
“No,” Qiao Man answered.
Jiang Sui: “What kind of deep-seated hatred is worth holding onto for so long?”
“Nothing too serious. Basically, after high school graduation, they promised to attend the same university. But Bai Xingyu’s father suddenly fell seriously ill, and several uncles tried to seize power. To force her mother to comply, they attempted to kidnap Bai Xingyu. Her mother had no choice but to send Bai Xingyu abroad to study.”
Jiang Sui: “…So many problems in just a few sentences. So Gu Hantian got angry over this? But it sounds somewhat understandable.”
“Bai Xingyu’s father’s illness was confidential. She didn’t tell Gu Hantian. From Gu Hantian’s perspective, she betrayed their promise. In the heat of the moment, he said many hurtful things to Bai Xingyu, who became so angry she completely cut ties with him. She didn’t even tell him when she transferred back to study domestically in her sophomore year.”
Qiao Man briefly explained the backstory.
Jiang Sui looked disdainful: “This Gu guy is no good. When his childhood friend has troubles, not only does he not help, but he messes with her mind.”
“It’s Bai Xingyu who’s wrong. She could have explained clearly instead of keeping it secret,” Qiao Man retorted.
Jiang Sui: “It was confidential, how could she explain?”
“What can’t you tell your childhood friend?” Qiao Man countered.
Jiang Sui lifted his eyelids to look at her: “You tell me everything.”
“Of course,” Qiao Man answered arrogantly.
Jiang Sui snorted lightly.
“You don’t believe me?” Qiao Man became displeased.
Jiang Sui lazily replied: “I believe you, I believe you.” Who would I believe if not you?”
Qiao Man grew angry at his attitude and silently decided to give him a couple extra lashes when his punishment scene came up.
The time on her phone jumped to 5 AM. Jiang Sui, wrapped in the blanket, was already starting to doze off.
“Hey,” Qiao Man nudged him, “you need to go play your part in the plot.”
“Ten minutes… I’ll go in ten minutes,” Jiang Sui mumbled.
Qiao Man sighed but didn’t press him.
A few minutes later, bored, she remembered the incident with everyone jumping into the pond tonight.
“I wonder if there are surveillance cameras over there. If someone sees the footage, it would be so embarrassing,” Qiao Man murmured.
Jiang Sui, too sleepy to even open his eyes, still responded: “Definitely there, but you can have them delete that part.”
“What if they don’t delete it?”
“They will. After all, their own young master jumped in too.”
“Right, and Bai Xingyu and the others definitely won’t let the video circulate.” Qiao Man nodded.
Jiang Sui rolled over, continuing to doze.
Qiao Man: “Actually, in the original story, Gu Hantian and Bai Xingyu didn’t jump.”
Jiang Sui: “Mm.”
Qiao Man: “So when they entered the wine cellar, their clothes were dry.”
Jiang Sui opened his eyes.
Qiao Man: “But now both of them went in soaked.”
Jiang Sui: “…”
“What’s the usual temperature in a wine cellar?” Qiao Man silently sat up.
All sleepiness gone, Jiang Sui jumped up and ran toward the wine cellar.
Qiao Man wanted to follow but feared an extra person might cause plot deviations, so she forced herself to stay put.
If… just if, if the male and female leads froze to death here, would that count as mission failure for her and Jiang Sui?
Qiao Man found this unreasonable. They had been overcoming obstacles at every turn—why should the male and female leads freezing to death be considered their failure?
The more Qiao Man thought about it, the angrier she became. Just as she was growing agitated, Jiang Sui suddenly sent a message: Still alive.
Qiao Man quickly asked: How are they?
Jiang Sui: Hugging each other, like lovers committing suicide.
Qiao Man: Who asked about that!
Jiang Sui: They passed out from the cold. They’ve been moved indoors for warming, and a doctor has been called.
Qiao Man: Is it serious?
Jiang Sui glanced at the unconscious Gu Hantian and replied: Nothing serious. You can sleep now.
Qiao Man breathed a sigh of relief.
The glass of water she’d drunk earlier had completed its cycle through her system. Qiao Man went to the bathroom, then collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.
Having been acting out plotlines all night and releasing tension twice, Qiao Man was physically and mentally exhausted. She slept straight through until the next afternoon, completely missing lunch.
By the time she woke up, new plot prompts had appeared in her mind, and over a dozen messages had accumulated on her phone.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Qiao Man opened them one by one.
Xiao Chen: Sister Qiao, Professor Li asked Han Tian and me to go to the university. Since you weren’t awake yet, we didn’t wait for you.
Xiao Chen: Han Tian has already informed Miss Bai. She’ll give you a ride back to campus.
Gu Hantian: Something came up last minute, so I left first. Xing Yu is still at the villa—return to campus with her.
Jiang Sui: The plot requires me to leave first. I’ve returned to campus.
Jiang Sui: Got a bad feeling about this.
Ignoring the other two, Qiao Man first replied to Jiang Sui: What do you mean?
Jiang Sui: In the original story, when the Male Supporting Character found them, they were confessing their feelings to each other. Gu Hantian was very displeased by his appearance.
Qiao Man: So?
Jiang Sui: When I arrived, they were nearly frozen to death.
A sense of foreboding grew in Qiao Man.
Jiang Sui: Gu Hantian now sees me as his lifesaver and wants to treat me to a meal.
Qiao Man: …Did you agree?
Jiang Sui: Brushed it off.
Just as Qiao Man was about to sigh in relief.
Jiang Sui: He asked for my phone number.
Qiao Man: “…”
Jiang Sui: I gave him a different one.
Jiang Sui: You didn’t think I’d give him the number I used to curse him out, did you?
If he were in front of her, Qiao Man would have kicked him.
But he wasn’t, so she could only swing her fists at the air.
A knock came at the door. Qiao Man instantly composed herself: “Who is it?”
“Me.”
Qiao Man checked the plot prompt, then leisurely went to the bathroom to freshen up and apply light makeup. Only when the knocking grew increasingly louder did she unhurriedly open the door.
“Didn’t you hear me knocking for so long?” Bai Xingyu asked irritably.
Qiao Man smiled slightly. “My apologies, Miss Bai. I was sleeping so soundly I didn’t hear you.”
Calling her “Classmate Bai” in front of Gu Hantian, but “Miss Bai” when speaking to Bai Xingyu directly – she had mastered that subtle distinction perfectly.
Bai Xingyu sneered. “With your makeup already done, I’d say you’ve been awake for a while.”
Qiao Man ignored her comment. “Han Tian said you’re giving me a ride back to school?”
Hearing her address Gu Hantian so intimately, Bai Xingyu frowned and turned to leave immediately. “Let’s go already, stop wasting time with pointless chatter.”
Tch, what a brat.
Qiao Man glanced at her briefly before taking out her phone to use as a mirror.
Hmm, a master green tea.
Quite satisfied, Qiao Man followed after her.
After getting into Bai Xingyu’s car, Qiao Man continued advancing the plot: “I heard you and Han Tian got trapped in the wine cellar together last night? The temperature in wine cellars tends to be quite low – are you alright, Miss Bai?”
“What could possibly happen to me.” Bai Xingyu started the car.
Qiao Man smiled. “That’s good to hear. I woke up quite late and only just saw the message Han Tian sent me. It really gave me quite a scare.”
Bai Xingyu paused. “He specifically told you about this?”
“Hmm?” Qiao Man looked up in confusion. “What’s wrong?”
Bai Xingyu slowed the car down slightly, asking casually: “Are you two close?”
Qiao Man chuckled lightly. “I suppose it’s more than just being ‘close’.”
“…What do you mean?” Bai Xingyu’s grip on the steering wheel gradually tightened.
Qiao Man smiled, looking out the window. “It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have suddenly said I wanted red wine last night.”
Though seemingly out of context, Bai Xingyu understood immediately, her face instantly darkening.
So… Gu Hantian went to the wine cellar just to get wine for Qiao Man?
The thought that she had gone to the wine cellar for Gu Hantian, while he had gone for Qiao Man, completely shattered the secret feelings that had just begun to blossom in her heart after last night.
The car ahead suddenly slowed down while still occupying the fast lane. Bai Xingyu slammed on the horn and rolled down the window to yell angrily: “Do you even know how to drive?”
After saying this, she stepped hard on the accelerator to overtake the car. Just as her mood was beginning to improve, she noticed Qiao Man staring at her.
“What are you looking at?” she asked in an unpleasant tone.
Qiao Man blinked and smiled. “Nothing, I just think Miss Bai and I have quite different personalities.”
“Why should I be like you?” Bai Xingyu retorted.
Qiao Man: “That’s true. Miss Bai is a proud swan while I’m an ugly duckling. Naturally, Miss Bai wouldn’t want to be like me.”
Hearing her self-deprecating words, Bai Xingyu frowned.
“Since Miss Bai is so proud, I believe you won’t casually pester Han Tian in the future either.”
As soon as Qiao Man finished speaking, Bai Xingyu slammed on the brakes, causing the car to jolt to a sudden stop. Qiao Man swayed against her seatbelt.
Qiao Man: “…”
Though she knew this was how the plot went, she really didn’t want to ride in Bai Xingyu’s car again in the future.
“What do you mean by that?” Bai Xingyu asked irritably.
Qiao Man smiled. “I think you know what I mean, Miss Bai. I’m also aware of what kind of feelings you have for Han Tian.”
Bai Xingyu’s expression grew increasingly unpleasant.
“Han Tian and Miss Bai are childhood friends. Even if it’s just out of consideration for your fathers’ relationship, he can’t easily reject you. But if you keep pestering him, it will only make him feel troubled.” Though Qiao Man’s tone was gentle, her words grew increasingly harsh.
Bai Xingyu had never suffered such humiliation before. She immediately retorted angrily: “I’m not pestering him, nor would I stoop to pestering him. You don’t need to warn me about this.”
Qiao Man wanted to say more.
But Bai Xingyu didn’t want to hear it: “Get out of the car!”
“Miss Bai…”
“Get out!!!”
【Qiao Man had no choice but to get out of the car. Bai Xingyu drove off without a second glance, leaving Qiao Man alone. Her phone had shut down due to low battery, forcing her to walk to the bus stop.】
The Manor was located in a rather remote area. Even getting to the nearest bus stop would take at least two to three hours on foot.
Qiao Man fell silent for three seconds. After closing the car door behind her, she took two steps before turning back and quickly getting into the car again.
Bai Xingyu, who was just about to start the car and drive away: “?”
“Miss Bai, I was wrong,” Qiao Man apologized with utmost sincerity.
Bai Xingyu was taken aback by her words and instinctively retorted, “Wrong about what?”
“Wrong for riding in your car and still talking back to you. That was truly inappropriate,” Qiao Man said with excessive seriousness.
Bai Xingyu was still bewildered.
“Let’s go, back to school,” Qiao Man instructed.
Her tone was so matter-of-fact that Bai Xingyu found herself mechanically starting the car. It wasn’t until they had driven some distance that she realized… Why was she listening to this woman!
But since Qiao Man was already in the car and had apologized, Bai Xingyu had missed the best opportunity to refuse. Kicking her out now would seem terribly petty.
Fuming internally, Bai Xingyu could only continue driving with a stifled expression.
The bus stop that would have taken two to three hours to reach on foot was just a 20-minute drive for Bai Xingyu.
As soon as the bus stop came into view, Qiao Man immediately said, “Stop the car.”
Bai Xingyu: “Now?”
“Yes.”
Bai Xingyu frowned: “Why stop? I’ll take you to school.”
“No, I’m getting off here,” Qiao Man refused.
Bai Xingyu’s rebellious streak flared up: “I insist on taking you to school!”
Qiao Man fell silent for two seconds before saying, “Are you doing this to earn brownie points in front of Gu Hantian?”
The sports car screeched to a sudden halt, its expensive tires leaving white marks on the road.
Bai Xingyu, her face dark with anger, snapped: “Get out!”
Qiao Man elegantly complied.
As Bai Xingyu drove off in a huff, Qiao Man walked the few steps to the bus stop. The mission notification showed success.
It seemed her guess was correct—when it came to plotlines, the beginning was important, and the ending was important too.
If the process was mentioned, then the process was important, but any parts not mentioned were completely insignificant.
【Qiao Man finally made it to the bus stop, borrowed a power bank from nearby to charge her phone, and then called Gu Hantian with a choked voice.】
Although her phone was fully charged, to fulfill the plot requirements, Qiao Man symbolically borrowed a power bank from a nearby mall, plugged it in briefly, and then went for coffee.
After spending two hours contentedly by herself, she figured the timing was about right and returned to the bus stop to call Gu Hantian.
“Han Tian…” Qiao Man attempted to sound choked up but found it difficult, so she continued in her normal voice, “My phone died, and classmate Bai abandoned me by the roadside. I walked for a long time before I could charge it. Can you come pick me up?”
Bai Xingyu, who happened to be driving back to retrieve something, slowed down upon seeing her and coincidentally overheard her phone conversation.
Bai Xingyu: “…” So she’s just framing me outright?
She slammed on the brakes, and the sports car emitted another sharp screech.
Qiao Man also noticed Bai Xingyu and blinked innocently, causing her to miss what Gu Hantian was saying.
Gu Hantian on the phone: “Hello? Hello?”
“Hello,” Qiao Man responded, snapping back to attention.
Gu Hantian: “What was that noise just now? Are you okay?”
“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just classmate Bai,” Qiao Man said calmly. “She came back and is parking.”
Gu Hantian: “…Qiao Man, Sister Qiao, I know you’re very angry right now, but for my sake, please don’t do anything… I’m coming over right now!”
Beep beep beep… The call ended.
Qiao Man glanced at her phone in confusion, then raised her eyes again to meet Bai Xingyu’s furious gaze inside the car.
The moment Gu Hantian rushed into the car, the phone navigation had already located the nearest bus stop to the Manor.
The bus stop was situated in a remote area with only one shopping mall nearby. That road was usually almost deserted, flanked by a river and a small patch of woodland with soft soil perfect for digging holes.
Gu Hantian took a deep breath.