Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot - Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Playing Coy

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The more she suffered, the happier Gu Chuyun became.

Gu Ziyu was the tool Gu Chuyun used to torment her. Only when she went crazy and suffered would the tool have value, and he could stay alive.

Gu Ci felt a little dizzy. Gu Ziyu helped her lie down, and Gu Ci knew deep down that opening up and having a deep conversation might not untangle Gu Ziyu’s knots.

But she wasn’t in a hurry.

She had a lifetime to spend with Ziyu again.

Gu Ziyu didn’t say anything. He silently embraced her, saying, “Mom, 1 will control myself.”

“Your father’s death has nothing to do with you. You are not the jinx,” Gu Ci said, “You never were.”

Gu Ziyu nodded gently in her embrace.

Gu Ci was weak both physically and mentally due to her illness. After Gu Ziyu took care of her and she took her medication, he returned to his room. It was because of a sentence from Lu Zhiyuan that he went crazy. It was his own lack of self-control, and he had to control himself.

His mother was right. The past is already gone.

Would his father doubt him?

He remembered Lu Zhiyuan’s words, “My son must be well-behaved, cute, and sensible.” Gu Ziyu looked at himself in the mirror, smiling crookedly with a hint of innocence in his gloominess.

He kept practicing his smile, a brilliant smile, laughter, and a cute and lovable expression. He repeated these exercises in front of the mirror.

Dad, 1 will be very well-behaved, cute, and sensible.

If someone saw Gu Ziyu in this moment, they would surely find it creepy.

The next day, Chen Fei took Gu Ziyu to attend classes at A University. Gu Ci took a day off and lazily lay in bed. Her high fever had subsided and turned into a low-grade fever. She had a severe fever at night and broke into a sweat. In the morning, she washed her hair, changed into clean clothes, and felt a little better.

When Lu Zhiyuan came down, Gu Ziyu had already left.

Gu Ci had a slight fever, but she felt more comfortable now. She cooked noodles and asked Lu Zhiyuan, “Do you want to eat?”

Lu Zhiyuan seemed like he hadn’t slept well all night and looked somewhat listless. Leaning lazily against the wall, Gu Ci served him a bowl of noodles. “Where is Gu Ziyu?”

“He’s gone to school,” Gu Ci answered cautiously.

Lu Zhiyuan drank his milk and looked at Gu Ci’s evasive eyes. He didn’t know how to speak for a moment. Gu Ci asked, “What do you think of Ziyu?”

“He doesn’t seem like a child,” Lu Zhiyuan carefully chose his words and looked at Gu Ci with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. “He’s more like a wild little wolf that hasn’t been tamed.”

Gu Ci’s face darkened. “Ziyu… is not a wild wolf.”

“You really protect your calf, don’t you? Are you treating him as your own son?” Lu Zhiyuan stated the facts. “He’s a little lunatic, and it’s dangerous for you to be around him.”

“Ziyu will never harm me,” Gu Ci said, looking at Lu Zhiyuan. “Do you dislike him that much?”

Lu Zhiyuan fell silent. Did he really dislike Gu Ziyu?

He and Gu Ziyu were always bickering with each other.

But when Gu Ziyu questioned him like a madman, Lu Zhiyuan’s heart ached deeply.

“Lu Zhiyuan, Ziyu’s father died before he was born. When his father died, his mother went crazy. When Ziyu was six years old, his mother committed suicide, leaving him all alone. Since birth, people have pointed at him and called him the jinx. His enemies kept whispering in his ear, saying that he is the jinx who killed his father, killed his grandfather, and finally killed his mother. During those years when his mother went crazy, Ziyu was covered in bruises. His chest, back, knees, and thighs were full of scars from the abuse inflicted by his biological mother.” Gu Ci calmly recounted the story. “The fact that he can stand before me now, healthy and safe. I am… grateful.”

Gu Ci felt both heartache and pity. “Lu Zhiyuan, Ziyu is only six years old. He is just ill. We are the closest people to him. If we give up on him, who else can heal him?”

Lu Zhiyuan frowned. Gu Ci was telling a story in which Gu Ziyu was a tragedy. It touched him slightly, but he was still puzzled. He asked Gu Ci, “Why do my words hit a nerve with him? I’m not his father.”

Gu Ci remained silent for a moment and then smiled.

“He’s just very sensitive.”

This reason seemed shaky, but it was also reasonable. Lu Zhiyuan finally stopped speaking, and Gu Ci was worried about Gu Ziyu. Feeling uncomfortable due to her low fever, she closed her eyes and rested.

When she woke up, it was already afternoon.

Gu Ziyu had returned. He only had one major class in the afternoon, so he came back to the dormitory after three o’clock. Gu Ci’s low fever had finally subsided, and Gu Ziyu squeezed a glass of juice for her. Then Lu Zhiyuan arrived.

While he was training, he couldn’t help but worry that there was no one taking care of Gu Ci while she was ill.

Gu Ziyu had gone crazy the previous day, but when he saw Lu Zhiyuan, he didn’t show any awkwardness. He just smiled sweetly and obediently. “Brother, do you want some juice?”

He had made cherry juice, and Lu Zhiyuan looked at his cute face and smiled as well. “Sure.”

Gu Ziyu poured a glass for him and asked, “Is the workload heavy in the doctoral program?”

“It’s manageable,” Gu Ziyu replied. He could handle two doctoral courses. He was already familiar with some of the content, so he could skip those classes. The workload wasn’t too heavy for him. His situation was special, and his advisor tailored his education to his abilities. He could skip the basic courses.

As Lu Zhiyuan looked into his eyes with a probing gaze, Gu Ziyu ignored it. Meanwhile, Gu Ci had bought three pots of roses and placed them on the balcony. Gu Ziyu went to water them. He wore a loose sports shirt that revealed a fair portion of his back covered in scars. Lu Zhiyuan furrowed his brows, but just as he was about to take a closer look, Gu Ziyu stood up.

“I’ve recovered from my fever, and Ziyu has returned home. You can go back to training,” Gu Ci said.

In September, Lu Zhiyuan would be participating in another competition, this time in Country R. Gu Ci might not be able to go there, and it didn’t seem appropriate to take a leave specifically to watch the competition overseas. Gu Ziyu asked, “Brother, shall we have dinner together?”

“What time do you have dinner?”

Gu Ziyu was about to speak, but Gu Ci said, “Dinner will be served at five.”

“Okay, I’ll come up!”

After Lu Zhiyuan left, Gu Ziyu raised an eyebrow. “Mom, we usually have dinner at seven.”

Gu Ci chuckled lightly and said, “Mom didn’t eat much for lunch and is starving, so let’s have an early dinner.”

“Alright!”

Gu Ci hugged the perplexed Gu Ziyu. Having dinner at seven was a tradition of the Third Master, and Lu Zhiyuan would never agree to it.

Gu Ziyu clicked his tongue. “This is the first time Dad will have dinner with us.” “Yes,” Gu Ci chuckled softly. “The first time!”

“I will change Dad’s impression of me!” He would be cute and try his best, be a little kitchen genius, and erase the image of a little demon in Dad’s mind. Gu Ziyu placed an order and bought a lot of ingredients. He asked Gu Ci, “What does Dad like to eat?”

Gu Ci said, “High-protein food, fish, and some vegetables and coarse grains.” “Okay!” Gu Ziyu hummed as he filled the fridge with a large quantity of groceries. Starting at four o’clock, he began preparing dinner. Gu Ci accompanied him, but Gu Ziyu didn’t allow it. “Mom, you’re sick. Rest more. I can handle it alone.”

Lu Zhiyuan finished his training at half past four, took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and when he went downstairs, he saw Gu Ziyu busy in the kitchen by himself while Gu Ci was watching dramas on the windowsill.

“Are you abusing child labor?” Lu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow. “He’s so young, and you’re making him cook alone?”

“Brother, I can do it,” Gu Ziyu’s tone turned cute. “I’m really good at cooking.”

Lu Zhiyuan thought to himself, you’re also very good at playing coy..