Chapter 253: It’s Not Love in Your Eyes. It’s Perseverance and Madness
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was Shi Muzhen.
Feng Yangyang was overwhelmed by fear. Her gaze shifted, and she took a few steps back.
Shi Muzhen admired her pallid face.
She really didn’t know what Gu Zhichuan liked about her. She wasn’t a stunning beauty. She was not even as good-looking as her. Her figure was not fantastic either, and she looked sickly.
Did he like her pretentiousness? Like her soft and weakb*tchy look?
“How much money will it take for you to be willing to leave Gu Zhichuan?” Shi Muzhen asked.
“Who are you?” Feng Yangyang was humiliated. “Who are you to Zhichuan?”
“Do you want to know my name so that you can complain to Gu Zhichuan?” Feng Yangyang still didn’t know who she was. Shi Muzhen thought that she was stupid, and this also proved that Gu Zhichuan did not really care about Feng Yangyang.
Otherwise, with the Gu family’s ability, wouldn’t they be able to find out who she was?
In the past, Wen Yanqing rejected the collaboration with her family’s Shi Group because she said a few words about Lin Gantang at the Elegant Restaurant.
However, when she injured Feng Yangyang to the point of her being hospitalized, Gu Zhichuan did not help Feng Yangyang seek justice.
When compared, the depth of his feelings could be seen at a glance.
Shi Muzhen couldn’t help but feel a little smug and a greater fighting spirit. “You’re clinging to Gu Zhichuan’s side. Isn’t it because you’re interested in his wealth and power? Or else? Are you going to tell me it’s true love? What a joke!”
“This is the tragedy of you rich people, unlike me, who can love purely. Also, there’s no need for you to comment on my feelings.” Feng Yangyang’s face tightened.
“No, women understand women. In your eyes, it’s not love but perseverance and madness. Gu Zhichuan must have been fooled by you. You’re really good at pretending.” Shi Muzhen approached her.
“You’re the one who can pretend, right? You kept looking for me to chase me away from him. Do you like him?” Feng Yangyang raised her head, her hand moving away from her chin.
The passers-by in the square gave Feng Yangyang courage. She was sure that she wouldn’t dare to kidnap her. She retorted, “If Zhichuan knew that you were the one who hurt me, do you think he would take a second look at a vicious person like you?”
“Then doesn’t he just have not to know? Smart people don’t get to the bottom of everything,” Shi Muzhen mocked. “A businessman like Zhichuan will weigh the pros and the cons. He won’t do anything to me.”
Feng Yangyang’s face was slightly pale. She knew that the person in front of her was right. The current Gu Zhichuan would indeed not go all out for her.
He refused to bring her back to the Gu residence even once.
If he truly cared, as Wen Yanqing did about Lin Gantang, he would openly protect her and let everyone around him know that he was biased toward her.
“I hit the nail on the head, didn’t I?” Shi Muzhen laughed and said, “Can’t you just take the money and go far away? The Gu family will not accept you. In the end, Mr. and Mrs. Gu will not relent for Gu Zhichuan as you think they would. You will end up with nothing.”
“As far as I know, Mrs. Gu did not approve of Gu Zhichuan marrying Lin Gantang, but they still held the wedding ceremony. Since it happened once, why can’t it happen for me?” Feng Yangyang asked.
Shi Muzhen laughed as if she had heard a joke. She looked at her with disdain. “How can you compare with Lin Gantang? With your health, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to carry on the family line.”
“You’re saying all this just to make me leave on my own.” Feng Yangyang saw through the sarcasm. “Why did you come to me time and again instead of Zhichuan? Because you don’t dare to. Because Zhichuan doesn’t like you at all. That’s why you used such a clumsy method to provoke me into giving you the spot.”
Shi Muzhen’s expression changed slightly.
“You wish,” Feng Yangyang said sarcastically.
Shi Muzhen’s face turned cold, and she suddenly acted up. She ruthlessly pushed her into the dry fountain with both hands..
