NOVEL NEXT Chapter 54 - 54: Does He Have a Hidden Illness?
Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Does He Have a Hidden Illness?
Lu Wanwan hadn’t noticed the familiarity in Auntie Li’s tone when she mentioned “Young Master Qiao,” and casually said, “I’m not a fan, I just have a recent work task related to him.”
Auntie Li watched her finish drinking and seemingly casually said, “Young Master Qiao and our young master have known each other since childhood, and I don’t know if they have met recently.”
Lu Wanwan knew that Qiao Moran and Gu Annan knew each other because at Huangcheng last time, not only were Gu Annan and Ji Shaoyang present, but also Qiao Moran. But she truly didn’t know that Qiao Moran was so close to him.
However, even after Auntie Li’s reminder, she still had no plans to seek Gu Annan’s help. Their relationship was just about money, and it was better to owe fewer personal favors.
Plus, her plan was to use this news as a stepping stone to get into the team following Gu Annan’s engagement, which made her feel somewhat guilty about reaching out to him.
During the days she lived in the Gu Mansion, initially, she was scared every night, not knowing when Gu Annan would demand to use her body.
Yet each day passed without incident, making her wonder if Gu Annan had paid to have her stay for a month just to keep her, a potential threat to Lu Kexin, under his watchful eyes to prevent any incidents.
Aside from that one unexpected forceful kiss, he hadn’t even touched her once, and he would deliberately keep his distance.
She should be relieved, but every time Lu Wanwan thought about how it was because of Lu Kexin, she deeply despised Gu Annan’s unmanly behavior in her heart.
What ascetic male god, campus heartthrob—who knows if he’s impotent? Why else would rumors of him being gay circulate? Pushing her away after each kiss, was he testing if she liked women?
As for the night they had relations, she didn’t remember anything; it was hard to say how it had happened.
So, recalling Gu Annan’s infuriated retort, “You can’t feel it? The feeling isn’t deep?” seemed to her nothing more than a weak cover-up.
Where had she felt it, to talk of feeling deeply?
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Several days passed, and Qiao Moran’s group still hadn’t clarified Qiao Moran’s recent specific activities; they only had vague itinerary data from the editor.
Every day stalking at the Dijing Clubhouse revealed nothing unusual, inevitably raising doubts about the credibility of the information. After all, Qiao Moran had been away for a year, and no media had tracked his whereabouts during that year; most of the information was likely just smoke bombs.
Finally, the weekend came, and their scheduled few, one said she had a date with her boyfriend, another had to return to her hometown for personal matters, and another needed to celebrate her home cat’s birthday—they all coincidentally planned to discuss further after the weekend.
In the end, Lu Wanwan alone continued to endure the scorching sun outside the Dijing Clubhouse.
The commission from the cash and the involvement in exposing the scandal of Gu Annan’s and Lu Kexin’s engagement were her motivations to persevere.
On Saturday evening, a Maybach stopped at the entrance of the Dijing Clubhouse.
“Surprisingly, it’s Annan who initiated the meeting,” Shao Zhixing entered the clubhouse with a sinister smile, playfully saying, “President Qiao, does it not feel a bit extraordinary?”
The man next to him, hat on his head, kept his gaze on his phone, most of his face covered, revealing only the elegant curve of his chin, “Hmm.”
Shao Zhixing, visibly annoyed, squinted, “Aren’t you sick of that matching game?”
Qiao Moran, still not looking up, replied contemptuously, “This is ‘Every Night Elimination’!”
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This time entering the Dijing Clubhouse, no one stopped her. Lu Wanwan, upon entering, began inspecting each floor, searching for her target task.