Chapter 17.2 - She was precisely instigating.
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An Zeru has been developing abroad previously and only came back a few months ago, but he could still remember Gu Yu very clearly. His old man at home had already told him uncountably many times to learn more from Gu Yu.
So much so that his ears were almost worn out from hearing it.
There was disdain between his brows. Tch, what can he learn, he was already caught by that woman and came here to catch an affair.
Gu Yu was wearing pajamas, the flush on his face had not yet faded, and his voice was dull. He cleared his throat and asked, "Here, why are you..."
His lashes were lowered, but then An Zeru raised his eyebrows again and responded, "I was tired of my old man’s nagging at home, so I came here to hide."
No one would have believed this. Gu Yu's expression was stiff and the corners of his lips twitched a few times, he followed up with a dry laugh and asked, "That’s only because Uncle An loves you. Why didn't you call me before you came? I could have prepared two bottles of wine."
An Zeru was absent-minded, then as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a coquettish voice: "Who is it? It’s already so late... Gu Yu?"
Walking barefoot on the floor in a nightgown, the loose neckline revealed a love bite on the neck, above was a small palm-sized face with eyes that were full of fawning.
Upon seeing An Zeru, she exclaimed and quickly turned her back.
Gu Yu looked embarrassed. He went to embrace her, his lips moved as he comforted her with a few words when he heard An Zeru: "I’ve come at a bad time."
While the words were apologetic, there was no trace of that intention in the tone. Instead, he walked a few more steps into the room and glanced at the sofa but did not sit down. He opened his mouth and mentioned, "I've also brought someone else here, they’re outside the door."
Gu Yu couldn’t figure out what this young master was trying to do. Seeing that An Zeru didn't plan to move, he pursed his lips and went to the door to take a look. "There’s no one here, where’s that friend of yours?"
An Zeru frowned and walked over in big strides. There was no one.
He also checked the corner of the hallway, empty.
He went into a daze and had yet to recover. Gu Yu had also followed him out, he looked around and asked on the side, "Did your friend have something urgent and had to leave early?"
An Zeru wanted to eat Cen Simiao's heart raw.
Cen Simiao was earnestly watching the video of the room on her phone when, suddenly, the video changed and became an image of the elevator, then the screen was full of static and the signal was lost.
She lowered her eyes.
A finger swiped across the screen and tapped ‘Save’.
An Zeru's life was exceptionally smooth; no matter where he went, he was extolled. On the surface, he and Gu Yu were also polite and amiable.
However, after some time, a villain would start plotting against his family and their business plummeted. A lot of people added insult to the injury where only Gu Yu helped him out during that time of crisis.
With the other’s financial support, it was as if An Zeru became a new person and concentrated on researching and developing new technology. A previously high-spirited person, he had to humble and lower himself to garner favors and became very grateful towards Gu Yu.
Working until there was a patch of purple under his eyes, it was as if he aged ten years. Then, right when there were about to be signs of a turnaround, he was taken advantage of by Gu Yu, who took it and made a fortune instead.
Who(GY) then turned his face and refused to acknowledge him(AZ) anymore. An Zeru was very angry, but there was nothing that he could do. Later, he realized that Gu Yu also had a part in plotting against the An family. Having been hit with one thing after another, An Zeru spent the rest of his life in a muddle.
But now, after tonight, there will definitely be an estrangement between An Zeru and Gu Yu. If there were any cooperation, they definitely wouldn’t be as harmonious and trusting as before.
She took a look at the time. Her eyes smiled as she opened the door to sit in the driver's seat.
The engine started.
Before the car even moved, An Zeru ran out of the hotel’s entrance and just stood there with his two legs, appearing quite tall. His eye expression was full of anger, muscles taut and teeth clenched as he looked around the entrance.
His gaze landed on a red Maserati parked nearby.
He had already noticed it when he first came and with disdain, had mumbled to himself how it was like burning money.
The headlights on the car lit up and clearly illuminated the figure in the driver's seat. Stray wisps of hair were sticking to her neck, her chin was small, the tail of her eyebrows slightly arched down while her eye makeup was bright and beautiful.
She turned her head and glanced at An Zeru.
Her eyes were especially indifferent.
He clenched his fists. His chest was felt as if it was about to burst and he shouted, "You f★ck★ng playing with me!?"
When the car started and the wind whistled past, An Zeru's eyes widened as he saw the loose hair around her neck flutter in the air and her lips that were smeared with a layer of lipstick curled up.
Left behind was also a sentence that faded into the night that was spoken in a melodious, lingering tone, "What wrong is there being fooled by me?"
An Zeru's face was livid. She even had the face to ask this question?! He gritted his teeth in anger. Going over to his motorcycle, he pulled out his phone and made a call.
The other side’s tone was drowsy: "D★mn. You're f★ckin’ playing aren't you? Calling right now."
An Zeru stayed staring at the street. "Talk less nonsense with me. Hurry and check a license plate for me, I need to figure out who this person is."
His anger seemed as if he was going to blow up even through the phone, so the other side sobered up a bit more. "No, you, what happened to you? For you to be in such a bad temper..."
An Zeru was sweating from all his anger that now he also felt an itch on his neck. He rubbed at it and felt something on his collar. Frowning, he looked down and found a micro surveillance camera.
Throwing it on the ground, he trampled it to pieces with one foot.
He felt around his neck while his face was still dark. This time, his fingertips were full of traces of lipstick. He dazed out a bit before he gritted his teeth again, "D★mn, this father ran into a ghost!"
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