Chapter 1834: Chapter 1834: Rising Star (36)
Chuzheng finished attending the event and felt she needed a driver. Just then, Gu Yu’s car stopped in front of her.
Chuzheng: "..."
Arrived so promptly?
"Get in." Gu Yu rolled down the window, snapped irritably, "Waiting for the paparazzi to snap you?"
Chuzheng opened the car door and got in: "Why did you come to pick me up?"
"Hmph." Gu Yu snorted coldly, "If Grandma hadn’t asked me, would I have come to pick you up?"
Gu Xiaoshun found himself a perfect excuse, not feeling guilty at all.
Chuzheng paused, then started to recite lines she had somehow unearthed: "Mr. Gu, I hope you’ll come pick me up yourself and fulfill your duties as a husband."
Gu Yu almost choked on his own spit: "What did you say?"
Chuzheng sat upright and repeated sternly: "Fulfill your duties as a husband."
When it came to this matter, Gu Yu’s inner rage was hard to suppress: "About the marriage certificate, did you even ask me? You just brought it back!"
Chuzheng was rather justified: "I did ask."
Gu Yu had a big question mark over his head: "Asked? When did you ask?" How come he didn’t know?
Chuzheng: "Didn’t I ask when you called before?"
Gu Yu: "..."
Luckily, he wasn’t driving, otherwise, he’d have hit something by now.
Gu Yu took several deep breaths, controlling his urge to ask the security guard driving in front to crash the car.
The car turned silent suddenly, with neon lights from the city flashing past the windows, dazzling and colorful.
After who knows how long, Gu Yu suddenly spoke: "Do you really like me?"
Chuzheng raised her hand, showing the back of it to him.
The ring on her finger was particularly conspicuous.
Gu Yu stared at the ring: "You used to like Fu Xingchen so much, now you say you don’t anymore, Miss Qin, is your affection really this fickle?"
Fu Xingchen... Fu Xingchen...
Why do you have to mention that jerk!
"For me, the only person I like is you. Fu Xingchen is not the person I like."
"Not you?" Gu Yu was puzzled: "Miss Qin is now even unwilling to acknowledge the person she used to like?"
"Really not me." That pig of the original owner!
"If not you, then who?" Gu Yu looked at her with interest, curious to see what stories she could invent.
Chuzheng began fabricating calmly: "Just consider me as having a split personality. The previous personality liked Fu Xingchen, but I don’t like him."
Gu Yu: "..."
To deceive me, you really tried hard, even coming up with split personality.
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Although Gu Yu didn’t quite believe Chuzheng’s claim of split personality, somewhere deep inside, he felt she was indeed different from before.
Other than the identical face, her temper and personality had changed.
Could it really be split personality?
Bah.
That woman must be lying to him.
He didn’t believe it at all.
Gu Yu rubbed his brows, opened his phone, and first saw two screenshots sent by his agent.
One was about Fu Xingchen.
His photos from an event were used by fans for comparison.
Originally, Gu Yu’s fans weren’t like this. After all, Gu Yu’s fans were the type to love both their husband and wife and enroll them in classes. Except for a few individuals, most were quite well-behaved.
It was Fu Xingchen’s fans who insisted on comparing.
When they bully you right up to your door, how can you tolerate it?
They’re allowed to talk about themselves, but not their husband.
Defend their husband’s status to the death!
So these two groups kept clashing.
Gu Yu was uninterested in this, so he directly looked at the next screenshot.
The second was of him picking up Chuzheng, caught in a photo, confirming their relationship, nothing more to say—the comments were full of Lemon’s fans asking when he’d make a comeback.
Mixed in were some black fans, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the army of fans.
In the photo, Chuzheng stood outside the car, slightly bending over to meet his gaze inside; the lighting and angle captured were wonderfully delicate, revealing a touch of ambiguous warmth...
Bang!
Gu Yu snapped his phone shut, wondering what nonsense he was thinking!
Three minutes later, Gu Yu eyed around nervously and sneakily reached to touch his phone.
Come on, what was he afraid of, in his own room?
Gu Yu slid open the phone screen and continued browsing.
Chuzheng probably already had fans too, as someone took high-quality photos, and Gu Yu clicked to view those.
The images were obviously polished, showing the girl walking forward confidently on the red carpet, completely different from those stars glancing left and right; she seemed to be simply moving forward.
In one photo, she was caught side-glancing; perhaps someone called her name, captured perfectly by the photographer.
[How can she be so good-looking!!]
[Is this good-looking? This is cool! So cool and pretty.]
[Saved it, holding onto it as I sleep!]
[No way, I want to date her. I’m a girl.]
[Where did this enchanting lady come from that so easily captured my heart, she must take responsibility!!]
Occasionally, the comments featured a few unpleasant ones, though they’d been reported and rebutted; Gu Yu still felt displeased reading them.
Gu Yu didn’t log into his main account, he put on an alias and harshly countered those people.
Qin Chuzheng, how could she not be his Gu Family member, whose place was it for them to babble nonsense?
Click—
The door made a slight noise, Gu Yu jerked his head to look over, and Chuzheng entered sideways holding a pillow.
"What are you doing!" Gu Yu calmly shut his phone and stuffed it into his clothes pocket.
The girl at the door replied coolly: "Sleeping."
Gu Yu frowned: "Your room isn’t here."
Chuzheng’s tone remained steady: "Performing marital duties."
Gu Yu was startled.
Marital... duties? What duties?
"Qin Chuzheng, do you have any shame!!" Gu Yu raised his voice angrily: "Get out!"
Chuzheng promptly locked the door, and shook the keys in her hand: "If you want to go out, fine, but I’m not leaving."
Gu Yu: "..."
The Butler actually gave her the keys! Is he still his Butler? Is this place still called Gu?
Gu Yu was so angry he was about to explode, flushing with rage as he glared at Chuzheng.
She casually placed the pillow, laid down, folded her hands on her stomach, lying there perfectly.
Gu Yu got up, walked to the bed, and extended his hand: "Give me the keys."
"Why should I?"
Gu Yu sneered: "These are the keys to my room, you tell me why!"
Chuzheng paused, suddenly propped herself up, then tossed the keys out the window.
Gu Yu: "!!!"
She shrugged: "Gone."
If you have the guts, jump down and fetch them.
Gu Yu read that message clearly from her face, don’t ask how—he just did!
"Miss Qin, don’t you think coming into a man’s room like this isn’t something a girl should do?"
"We are married."
Gu Yu clenched his fist, grinding his teeth: "That marriage was one-sided, I didn’t agree."
Chuzheng responded leisurely: "Law recognizes it."
"..."
Gu Yu was rendered speechless.
