Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot - Chapter 96
Chapter 96: What a Hard Life
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
He covered his wound, blood dripping.
Lu Ze was also startled, dumbfounded. “Lu Zhiyuan, how… how do you have a gun?”
A silenced pistol, silent and deadly. Lu Zhiyuan pointed his gun at Lu Shijie, as if asking him what he wanted to eat tonight, cold but calm. “Can you tell me now?”
Lu Shijie looked up, filled with hatred as he looked at Lu Zhiyuan.
But when he met Lu Zhiyuan’s gaze, he shivered.
Gu Ci had been waiting at the hospital for Jiang Junlin to wake up. Gu Ziyu had gone home earlier as he had classes the next day. In the late night, there was a commotion in the hospital corridor, and another person with a gunshot wound was admitted. Gu Ci recognized him as the butler of the Lu family’s mansion. Her eyebrows furrowed, but she didn’t call Lu Zhiyuan. Instead, she asked Li Jiang.
“Li Jiang, who from the Lu family has been admitted to the hospital?”
“The young master.”
“Oh, then it’s fine.” Gu Ci hung up the phone. She didn’t care at all about Lu Shijie’s life or death.
The next day, Jiang Junlin woke up. The surgery was successful, and his high fever had subsided during the night. The bullet had veered slightly, but it was brought to the hospital in time, and his strong physique allowed him to withstand it.
Doctor Zhang said, “If he had arrived five minutes later, we wouldn’t have been able to save him.”
Gu Ci carefully watched the video sent by Gu Ziyu during the night. It was a video he had painstakingly retrieved. The attempts on Jiang Junlin’s life started with his car being ambushed. His security team fought desperately to get him out, but Jiang Junlin was still shot and fell to the ground. Three assassins emerged from the shadows, intending to deliver the final blow to Jiang Junlin.
A roaring red sports car arrived, and the sound of gunfire followed closely behind. At the critical moment, the red car’s body blocked the bullets aimed at Jiang Junlin.
The person who saved him was Ji Chi.
In the midst of the pitch-black darkness, the white-clad youth appeared wicked and dangerous. He seemed harmless to humans and animals, but when faced with gods or killers, his clothes were stained with blood. He was like a martial arts prodigy from a movie, decisive and bloodthirsty.
The three top assassins failed to kill Ji Chi and were heavily injured. Finally, as if receiving some order, they retreated in an orderly manner.
Ji Chi picked up Jiang Junlin and put him in the car, then drove him to the hospital.
At the entrance of the hospital, after Ji Chi placed Jiang Junlin on a stretcher, he sat in the car and waited for a moment. It seemed he received a phone call, and he drove away.
“It’s Ji Chi again!”
After the first assassination attempt, Ji Chi informed Gu Ziyu, and at that time, Ji Chi was still in Country M, staying by Chen Rushi’s side and finding ways to infiltrate the Black Hawk organization.
This time, when Jiang Junlin’s life was hanging by a thread, it was Ji Chi who saved him.
“How coincidental!” Gu Ci narrowed her eyes as she looked at the information about the assassins in the file. They were all top-notch assassins and Ji Chi was able to hold his ground against three of them. But why did he happen to appear at the scene of his brother’s assassination?
Ji Chi’s way of doing things was cruel and ruthless, and he was even more cunning. Gu Ziyu had said that Ji Chi was like a fox, and out of ten things he said, nine of them couldn’t be trusted.
Yet this person, who could betray you and stab you in the back at any moment, obediently followed Gu Ziyu’s words.
Ji Chi had predicted twice in advance that Jiang Junlin would be targeted for assassination and was able to save him both times. Gu Ci narrowed her eyes. It was not a common occurrence, and these coincidences made her suspicious.
Late at night, at the Global Center.
Ji Chi leaned against the sports car, wearing white long pants and holding a cigarette between his fingers. He had a lazy posture, and the light from the streetlamp fell on him, making him appear dim and mysterious. Gu Ziyu walked over.
He went straight to the point, “Why did you appear at the scene of Jiang Junlin’s assassination?”
“Baby, do you believe in coincidences?”
Gu Ziyu had no expression on his face. “Do I look that easily fooled?”
Ji Chi blew out a smoke ring, his tongue against his teeth, smiling with seven parts sophistication and three parts enchantment. “How is he? Is he dead?”
“The surgery was successful.”
Ji Chi tilted his head, seemingly regretful but also ecstatic. “He’s really lucky.”
Gu Ziyu squinted his eyes. “Did you send someone to kill my uncle?”
“Baby, I have no grudges or conflicts with him. Why would I want his life?” Ji Chi smirked.
Gu Ziyu clenched his fist tightly, looking coldly at him, his gaze reminiscent of Third Master’s, making Ji Chi feel a sense of familiarity, but he was also reckless. Gu Ziyu said, “I don’t believe in coincidences. The first time I was targeted for assassination, you informed me. The second time, you appeared at the scene. Give me a reasonable explanation.”
“There is no explanation.” Ji Chi shrugged, giving up on himself. “It’s fate. It’s just that coincidental.”
Gu Ziyu fell silent.
Ji Chi chuckled and asked, “If I wanted to kill him, why would I save him?”
“Reasonable argument!” Gu Ziyu said coldly, “However, a high-level hunter always appears in the form of prey and will seek revenge when given a chance.”
Ji Chi threw away the smoke ring and crushed it under his foot. His hands were in his pockets, and his youthful spirit grew even stronger. “Baby, suspicion breeds paranoia. When you are so calculating, you won’t grow much.”
Gu Ziyu didn’t know how to respond.
He had been dealing with Ji Chi for more than ten years, but he was familiar with the Ji Chi of ten years later, the Ji Chi who had become ten years younger. He wasn’t like the Ji Chi of ten years later, decisive and capable of taking charge. He seemed more like a young boy protected by someone, carefree and reckless.
Ji Chi took a step forward and rubbed his head. Gu Ziyu got angry. “Don’t touch my head.”
Only Mom could touch it.
The more he didn’t allow it, the more itched Ji Chi’s hands, and he rubbed it again. “So what if 1 touch it?”
“Ji Chi!” Gu Ziyu looked at him angrily. “You’re being presumptuous!”
Ji Chi chuckled, and Gu Ziyu closed his eyes, restraining his anger. Don’t get angry. Ji Chi wasn’t afraid of him at all. Gu Ziyu narrowed his eyes dangerously, but in his previous life, when Ji Chi first saw him, he obediently followed him and never talked back.
“Baby, you’re small in stature but full of momentum. I’m a bit scared.” Ji Chi smiled, his dimples faintly visible, very pleasing to the eye. He had the kind of face that could captivate both young and old.
“Ji Chi, it really wasn’t you?”
Ji Chi bent down, after meeting Gu Ziyu’s gaze, he said, “Baby, adults’ matters have adult ways of handling them. Don’t meddle in the affairs of adults. Your uncle’s life…”
“Is mine!” He paused and reached out to pinch Gu Ziyu’s face, then smiled, revealing two small dimples. “But 1 don’t plan to take it!”
The next day, Jiang Junlin regained consciousness. After the doctor examined him, he advised him to rest well. The surgery was successful, and there were no complications. Gu Ci looked at his surgery report and test results. It seemed there wouldn’t be any aftereffects.
Congee was prepared and sent to his home. Jiang Junlin had no appetite and his wound was hurting badly. Gu Ci didn’t ask much. After he woke up, he told Gu Ci not to inform anyone in the family and went back to sleep.
Jiang Minghua came to the hospital to relieve Gu Ci. She nodded and said, “I’ll come back in the evening.”
“I’ve hired a nurse, and there’s also security. Rest well at home.”
“I’m not at ease!” Gu Ci said lightly, “Don’t leave the ward. When the doctors do their rounds, make sure to check thoroughly.”
“Okay!” Jiang Minghua also had lingering fear, but he was also touched. Gu Ci appeared cold, but he didn’t expect her to care so much about Jiang Junlin. Comparing her to Gu Chuyun, Jiang Minghua smiled lightly. Blood relations were truly mysterious..
