Wedding Night! A Regretful Marriage to Her Disabled Rival!

Chapter 220 - 220: Beg Me Until I’m Satisfied

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Qingcheng remained silent.

She bent down, gazing at the billiards table in front of her. She pointed her cue, and the ball went in with precision and skill.

The sun was setting, casting a beam of light directly onto Gu Qingcheng. Her exquisite and beautiful face, like white jade, glowed in the sunlight, making Lu Chi unable to take his eyes off her.

He stared at her steadily, and in his eyes, a hint of complex tenderness emerged.

Gu Qingcheng looked at Lu Chi, and their eyes met perfectly.

She wasn’t surprised; she was only filled with a sense of calm.

“I’m married,” she hinted, “and I love my husband very much.”

Lu Chi lowered his gaze, as if he had never seen Gu Qingcheng’s tenderness before.

“You don’t think I’m interested in you, do you?” he sneered. “Don’t flatter yourself; you’re not worthy of me.”

“I’m just giving you a reminder.” Gu Qingcheng didn’t mind Lu Chi’s mockery. She pointed at the pool table, indicating it was his turn. “I don’t want to see a second Qi Shaoze.”

“Qi Shaoze?” Lu Chi didn’t take his shot but instead put down his cue and walked to the side of the table, lighting a cigarette. “Isn’t he your good friend?

What’s wrong with him!”

“Men who play around are just as bad,” Gu Qingcheng  put down her cue and walked over to Lu Chi, reaching out for some grapes.

When Lu Chi heard Gu Qingcheng’s words, he chuckled.

Then, as he saw her reaching for the grapes, he immediately took the cigarette box away. “Girls shouldn’t smoke.”

“Give me some grapes,” Gu Qingcheng picked one and, after tasting it, said,

“They’re very sweet.”

“If they’re sweet, have more,” Lu Chi exhaled smoke rings casually and asked, “How did your son, Huo Xuan, find his way back? Don’t you know?”

Gu Qingcheng had told Lu Chi that her son Huo Xuan had been returned home, but she didn’t mention that her husband, Huo Sicheng, had rescued him.

Moreover, the assassin was already dead, and Huo Sicheng hadn’t been able to find out who had kidnapped their son, so Lu Chi probably wouldn’t either.

She was increasingly puzzled. Who could have kidnapped her son Huo Xuan so quietly, even evading Lu Chi’s investigation?

“I don’t know,” she replied to Lu Chi, her mind focused on other matters. “You continue to investigate the matter.”

“Alright,” Lu Chi responded, then asked, “Are you not going to tell me who the big boss behind you is?”

“I can tell you if I want to,” Gu Qingcheng said casually, “but if I can’t, I’d rather die than reveal it.”

Lu Chi didn’t press Gu Qingcheng further and silently smoked his cigarette.

When Gu Qingcheng left, she left behind a card and three photos.

Lu Chi picked up the photos and looked at them. “I don’t want money; I just want the answer you owe me.”

Gu Qingcheng looked deeply into Lu Chi’s eyes and didn’t take her card back as she turned and walked toward the door.

“Resolve the issue with the Peach Lotus Cup for them,” she said.

Only then did Lu Chi look at Gu Qingcheng and watch her leave.

Gu Qingcheng thought of Huo Sicheng and was about to visit Huo Group to see him. However, before she could go, her phone rang.

She saw that it was a call from Chu He and without much thought, she hung up immediately. Shortly after, she received a text message.

[“Qingcheng, please visit the Gu family or choose a place for lunch. You cannot refuse.”]

Gu Qingcheng smiled. Chu He was about to humiliate herself again. She chose the same Sichuan restaurant they had been to last time.

When Gu Qingcheng arrived at the restaurant, both Gu Tianhao and Chu He were already seated at the same table as before. The restaurant staff had been sent to the kitchen by the couple.

Chu He had been staring at the entrance, and when she saw Gu Qingcheng, elegant and noble like a celestial being in her white dress, her teeth gritted audiblv. She clenched her hands into fists.

The sound of her crystal manicure cracking could be heard, but she felt no pain. Instead, her heart was filled with hatred. She wished she could tear Gu Qingcheng into pieces, strip her to the bones, and exact revenge for all the wrongs she had suffered.

Gu Tianhao noticed Chu He’s change and reached out to hold her hand.

Chu He shivered and looked at Gu Tianhao, her face frozen. She couldn’t afford to cause trouble.

Apart from the fact that Gu Qingcheng had a son named Huo Xuan, a matter Gu He was strongly forbidden from discussing by her daughter Gu Mei, she had disclosed everything she knew to Gu Tianhao regarding Gu Qingcheng. However, Gu Tianhao had no intention of dealing with Gu Qingcheng for the sake of his daughter Gu Mei. Instead, he was entirely focused on the inheritance left by his late father for Gu Qingcheng.

Chu He was driven mad. She had married a man so obsessed with his interests. She regretted not taking the opportunity to kill Gu Qingcheng when she failed to do so last time. It was all thanks to Yuan Qiulan’s interference that things had turned out this way.

She regretted it. She hated herself for not killing that woman when Gu Qingcheng was young.

“Qingcheng, we’ve been married for a while now. Have you ever thought about having a wedding banquet?” Gu Tianhao asked gently. “Last time, I told you that you could either have your own child or adopt one, but you didn’t want to listen. Can we at least discuss the wedding this time?”

He didn’t wait for Gu Qingcheng to speak and continued, “I’ll take full responsibility for your wedding. You can tell me how you want it, and I promise to make it happen. As a daughter of the Gu family, you can’t keep your marriage a secret. We need to announce it to the whole city, let everyone know that you’ve married the man you love the most.”

“No time like the present,” Gu Qingcheng said, uninterested in hearing more.

“If you have something to say, just get to the point. Don’t beat around the bush!

The matters between me and Huo Sicheng don’t concern you.”

“Let’s discuss it after lunch,” Gu Tianhao said patiently. “Let’s not spoil your appetite.”

For once, Gu Qingcheng felt that Gu Tianhao had finally spoken like a human being.

She enjoyed her lunch while Gu Tianhao and Chu He didn’t touch their chopsticks.

Only after seeing that Gu Qingcheng had finished her meal did Gu Tianhao speak again. “Qingcheng, I’d like to talk to you about your sister Xiaomei.”

“Can we please not talk about Xiaomei while I’m eating? I won’t be able to eat a bite if we discuss her before the meal.” Gu Qingcheng held a glass of water and took a sip. “There’s nothing to discuss between me and Xiaomei. You don’t need to go to such lengths.”

Gu Tianhao, with a serious tone, advised Gu Qingcheng, “I don’t want to make this more complicated than it needs to be, but Xiaomei is your sister after all, and vou share a blood bond. We shouldn’t let differences separate us.” “Differences?” laughed. “The issues between me and Xiaomei are not that simple. You can ask your beloved wife what malicious things your favored daughter has done.”

Whenever she looked at Gu Qingcheng’s face, Chu He thought of Mu Xia. She wished she could destroy that face.

Mu Xia was dead, but the daughter she had given birth to, Gu Qingcheng, was still alive and had become someone that both Chu He and her daughter Gu Mei wanted to kill.

Last time, she had failed to kill Gu Qingcheng. She regretted it deeply, blaming Yuan Qiulan for intervening. Otherwise, things wouldn’t have turned out like this.

She regretted not killing Gu Qingcheng when she was younger.

“Qingcheng, Xiaomei lacks manners, and I take full responsibility for her upbringing,” Chu He apologized sincerely to Gu Qingcheng. “It’s all Auntie’s fault. Auntie asks you to forgive Xiaomei and let us be a happy family.”

Gu Qingcheng knew that Chu He was doing this because Gu Tianhao had asked her to apologize. Otherwise, Chu He would never bow down to her. Moreover, Chu He still had the evidence to threaten her.

“Your attitude doesn’t seem like you’re asking for forgiveness,” she said, looking at Chu He with a half-smile. Then she turned to Gu Tianhao. “Why don’t you teach your wife how to ask for forgiveness properly?”

Gu Qingcheng smirked, “This isn’t how you ask for forgiveness. Teach your wife how to do it..