novelraw Chapter 154 Forgot Him
Chapter 154 Forgot Him
Gu Yanshen hung up the phone immediately.
Before I could put the phone down, the screen lit up again. It was her again.
He stared at the flashing name, his brow furrowed in a deep frown. The third call. The fourth call. The fifth call.
He blocked him immediately.
The office was quiet for less than ten minutes when the internal phone rang.
"Mr. Gu, Miss Song is downstairs." The secretary's voice was tinged with caution. "She said if you don't see her, she'll wait in the lobby and let all the reporters come to see."
Gu Yanshen paused for a moment.
He hates being threatened the most.
But he also knew that this matter needed to be put to rest.
"Let her come up."
When the door was pushed open, Gu Yanshen didn't even lift his eyelids.
Song Zhihe walked in, her footsteps very light. She stood in front of the desk for a few seconds, and seeing that he didn't react, she went around to the sofa and sat down.
"Yan Shen." Her voice softened, carrying that pitiful quality she was best at. "I know you're angry. But please let me explain..."
Gu Yanshen did not look up.
He continued flipping through the documents, the pen tip scratching across the paper with a soft, rustling sound. The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet office, like a silent rejection.
Song Zhihe bit her lip.
"Those photos and videos aren't real!" Her voice became urgent. "They're fake videos that Li Fengche made to control me! I never—"
"I'm not interested in those things."
Gu Yanshen finally spoke.
But he never raised his head.
That indifference seeped from his very bones, chilling Song Zhihe to the bone more than any reprimand. He wouldn't even bother to look at her. Her explanations and defenses were utterly worthless in his eyes.
"Yan Shen..." Her voice began to tremble.
Gu Yanshen finally put down his pen.
He looked up at her.
Those eyes held no warmth, as cold as a blade tempered with ice.
"Song Zhihe, you should know my bottom line."
That gaze could kill.
Song Zhihe unconsciously took half a step back, her back hitting the back of the chair, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.
"You sent Ranran to the island," he said, emphasizing each word, "what were you planning?"
Song Zhihe's face turned pale.
From the moment she saw Lu Xiran rush out to shield herself from the bullet, she was terrified. She knew that if Gu Yanshen found out she was the one who let Lu Xiran come to the island, he would definitely not let her off. But Song Feng kept calling her, threatening her in various ways, forcing her to come.
She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
"Song Zhihe." Gu Yanshen's voice turned cold. "No matter how outrageous you are, I can tolerate it. Because I owe you."
He stood up.
I walked around the desk and approached her step by step.
"But how dare you set your sights on her?"
He stopped in front of her, looking down at her.
"You really don't want to live anymore."
Song Zhihe's pupils contracted slightly.
"You think I can't handle you?" A smile crept onto Gu Yanshen's lips, a smile that sent chills down her spine. "I know all about your past. You think I don't know what you did in America?"
He leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"I know everything about you and Gu Yanbo in the United States."
Song Zhihe slumped into the chair, as if all her strength had been drained away.
"What did you say?"
"Including your affair with Li Fengche."
Gu Yanshen straightened up and looked down at her.
There was no anger or disgust in those eyes, only a despairing calm.
"Song Zhihe, I don't care what you do. But you can't touch her."
He turned around, walked back behind his desk, and sat down again.
"But don't worry, Li Fengche won't say anything about you."
He picked up his pen and opened another document.
"And I have leverage over you."
He looked up at her. His gaze was like the whisper of a demon, sending chills down her spine.
"From this moment forward, we have absolutely nothing to do with each other. If you say or do anything to hurt Ranran again—"
He paused.
"I'll show you what it means to fall from the top, what it means to wish you were dead. You should know what you can and cannot do, what you can and cannot say."
It carried a blatant threat.
Song Zhihe's lips moved slightly.
"Profound..."
"go out."
Those two words were as cold as ice.
Song Zhihe wanted to say something, but looking at that expressionless face, she knew that it would be useless to say anything.
She stood up.
She stopped when she reached the door.
"Profound..."
"go out."
The door closed.
Song Zhihe practically fled in panic.
Jin Qiqi sent Lu Xiran countless messages starting that night, but didn't reply to a single one. Initially, because Gu Yanxu told her about Lu Xiran taking the bullet for Gu Yanshen, she thought that the two of them had finally reconciled and would definitely be all lovey-dovey together, so they wouldn't have time to pay attention to her.
Although I felt a pang of sadness, I decided not to disturb them for the time being.
But when Gu Yanxu got home, he casually said, "Brother went to the company today."
Jin Qiqi was stunned.
"What about Ranran?"
Gu Yanxu looked at her, remained silent for a few seconds, and then shook his head.
Jin Qiqi went directly to Lin Chen's house.
Looking at her pale face, her still swollen eyes, and the shocking bruises on her wrists that were revealed when her sleeve slipped down as she raised her hand.
Jin Qiqi's tears welled up instantly.
"That bastard!"
She stood with her hands on her hips, but that imposing stance lasted less than three seconds. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, no matter how much she wiped them away.
"How could he treat you like this!"
Her voice began to tremble.
"You take the bullet for him! Take the bullet for him!"
Lu Xiran looked at her, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.
Jin Qiqi rushed over and hugged her tightly.
They were holding each other very tightly.
Lu Xiran could feel her trembling.
"Does it hurt?" Jin Qiqi's voice was muffled on her shoulder, trembling with tears. "Ranran, does it hurt?"
Lu Xiran's eyes were burning hot.
She opened her mouth, as if to say it didn't hurt.
But she couldn't say it.
Because it really hurts.
It's not physical pain.
It is the heart.
Jin Qiqi hugged her for a long time.
Then I let go and looked at her.
Her face was covered in tears, and her eyes were as red as a rabbit's.
"Bastard," she cursed again, this time in a soft voice, "I'll never mention him again. We all misjudged him. From now on, forget about him!"
She cursed Gu Yanshen a thousand times, ten thousand times in her heart.
Even after I finished scolding them, I still felt sorry for them.
Looking at Lu Xiran's pale face, she suddenly remembered something.
"By the way," she leaned closer, her tone slightly probing, "what do you think of my cousin?"
Lu Xiran was stunned for a moment.
Then he shook his head.
"Do you not know or don't know?"
"I don't want to think about it." Lu Xiran closed her eyes.
Every scene before my eyes is of Gu Yanshen.
Even though I've decided to hate him, I still miss him.
But she really decided to let go.
I've already bought my plane ticket back to Switzerland.
"My cousin is really nice." Jin Qiqi picked up an apple from the coffee table and peeled it as she spoke. "The day I mentioned wanting to go to the island, he volunteered to go."
She peeled the skin slowly, as if she were recalling something.
"I was wondering when he became so enthusiastic. Turns out he guessed you were going. Yanxu said he protected you the whole way, and the look in his eyes wasn't fake."
Lu Xiran didn't speak.
"Kiki," she finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse, "I don't want to hear anything about men."
She paused.
Loving someone is exhausting.
Jin Qiqi paused for a moment.
She handed her the peeled apple, her expression suddenly turning serious.
"Then enjoy being loved."
She looked at Lu Xiran.
"And we must infuriate that bastard!"
Then she suddenly remembered that she had just promised not to mention him, and immediately covered her mouth.