Chapter Fourteen: What You Think You’re Refusing (Please Support and Keep Reading)

Gu Sihui’s arrogance sparked a flash of anger on Cui Wenmin’s face. He tried to maintain the demeanor of a master, but his tone was unbearably cold. “Oh? Is that so? So you’re refusing me because you think being my assistant is beneath you?”

The surroundings had grown quiet at some unknown moment; one could hear a pin drop.

Bai Nanyan lowered her gaze, hiding the mockery in her eyes.

That fool Gu Sihui—she really wasted the opportunity given to her.

[System, no need to check on Gu Sihui anymore.] Bai Nanyan’s voice was laced with disdain. [One sentence and Cui Wenmin is thoroughly offended. As expected, she’s still as stupid as before, like a pig.]

Bai Nanyan thought for a moment, then spoke to the system: [Help me check Zhu Musheng’s likes and dislikes. Let’s start strategizing with the things he likes. In the world I create, I don’t believe there’s a man I can’t win over.]

***

“Indeed.” Gu Sihui nodded matter-of-factly, casting a glance at Cui Wenmin before slowly smiling. “But you could come be my assistant. Judging by your hands, you must have been involved in medicine for quite some time, right?”

Gu Sihui raised her eyebrows and tilted her chin slightly. “How about it? Being the assistant to a fifth-level pharmacist like me—wouldn’t that be a waste of your talent?”

“Hmph, ridiculous,” Cui Wenmin’s expression darkened as he slammed his sleeve and stormed off in a huff.

“Master!” Dai Yeliu called out, rushing after him.

Before leaving, Cui Wenmin shot a fierce glare at the stunned Gu Sihui.

Seeing that the spectacle was over, Bai Nanyan felt a twinge of regret at not being able to cozy up to Zhu Musheng here, but she no longer had reason to stay.

Still, Bai Nanyan trusted there would be many more opportunities with Zhu Musheng to come; there was no need to rush.

***

Gu Sihui took her clothes and badge, happily stowing them away in her wristband space. As she was about to leave, an orange head suddenly peeked out from beside her.

Luan Yingyu looked at Gu Sihui curiously, puzzled. “You seem really happy?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Gu Sihui replied, even more confused.

Seeing her genuinely clueless expression, Luan Yingyu was utterly speechless.

He feigned profundity, shaking his head and sighed. “You don’t even know who’s invitation you just rejected…”

“Is it the love of a god?” Gu Sihui, a 5G surfing expert, immediately blurted out.

Unfortunately, there was no network here, so Luan Yingyu couldn’t catch her reference. He nervously leaned closer and covered her mouth.

“Mmm mmm! Mmm mmm!”

Her pretty face was so close, even the breeze from her fluttering eyelashes could be felt on the skin.

Gu Sihui had no time to appreciate it; she struggled softly, wide-eyed, trying to make Luan Yingyu understand how inappropriate his behavior was.

***

“What are you two… doing?”

Shao Feichen arrived just in time to see Gu Sihui half embraced by a strange orange-haired young man whispering to her in an intimate manner.

Though he disliked Gu Sihui, even hated her for her malice, she was still officially his wife.

Any man seeing his wife cozying up to another man in front of him would be angry.

This was only natural!

Shao Feichen quickly convinced himself and stormed over, raising his hand to separate the two.

Seeing his sharp claws, Gu Sihui thought he was about to make a move and hurriedly pulled down Luan Yingyu’s hand, saying to Shao Feichen, “Stop!”

Shao Feichen’s hand froze mid-air, just an inch away from Luan Yingyu’s fair and lovely face.

Luan Yingyu cautiously turned his cheek away, teasing Gu Sihui, “Sister, who’s this guy? Why does he look so fierce? Does he secretly abuse you at home?”

Gu Sihui: ……

Gu Sihui shot an exasperated look at Luan Yingyu, who had just brought up an uncomfortable topic, then frowned at Shao Feichen. “Why are you here?”

Shao Feichen immediately grew displeased, bristling. “What do you mean by that? Am I not allowed to come?”

He glared at Luan Yingyu instinctively, rejecting him.

“You were just defending him! Haha, we’re not even divorced yet, and you’re already looking for someone else, huh?”

“What nonsense is this?” Gu Sihui’s head throbbed with the absurdity of it all, so she casually responded, “No matter big or small, to me you’re all the same…” Fluffy.

“Same? How could you compare me to him?” Shao Feichen exploded like a powder keg, puffing out his chest. “I’m officially recognized by Yuta! Totally different from some nameless, statusless wild man!”

“Sister, having to live with such a grumpy old dog every day, you really have my sympathies,” Luan Yingyu glanced at Shao Feichen and provocatively taunted.

“You green-tea cat, who are you calling a grumpy old dog?!” Shao Feichen snapped like a cornered beast, baring his teeth as he lunged toward Luan Yingyu.

Luan Yingyu nimbly dodged and popped his head out from behind Gu Sihui. “Whoever replies, that’s who it is~ Nya nya~”

“Ahhh! This is unbearable! Don’t wait until I catch you!”

***

The two began a game of tag and hide-and-seek, with Gu Sihui as the dividing line.

She felt like the filling of a sandwich cookie, or a shield blocking a fencing strike, being tugged and swayed by both arms.

“Stop! Stop! Stop!”

Dizzy and disoriented from the motion, Gu Sihui finally snapped in anger.

***

But the two, caught in their playfulness, ignored her completely.

Tolerance reached its limit.

Gu Sihui exploded.

She held her breath, raised her hand, and threw a sedative she had prepared last night.

With two thuds, the two noisy troublemakers collapsed simultaneously, deep in unconsciousness.

The world finally returned to peace.

***

Gu Sihui rubbed her slightly aching ear, savoring the quiet air, and smiled blissfully.

But what to do about these two?

She turned around, squatted down, poked Luan Yingyu’s cheek with one hand, pinched Shao Feichen’s face with the other—hey, they felt pretty good!

She became addicted as she pinched.

After playing for over ten minutes, her legs went numb.

Rubbing her leg as she stood, Gu Sihui decided to find someone to help.

After looking around, she found no living soul in this ghostly place.

Why not just leave them here?

Her impulses stirred, but reason and conscience fought fiercely.

In the end, her conscience prevailed. She found a rope and tied the two together, slinging the rope over her shoulder, ready to cosplay as a boat hauler.

“Hey—yo—”

Recalling the music video for “Love of a Boat Hauler,” she struck a pose and shouted the chant, only to hear a hesitant familiar voice.

“What… are you doing?”

Gu Sihui looked up and saw her serpent beast husband, Teng Qu.

Teng Qu hesitated, glancing at the two twisted and bound on the ground, then at Gu Sihui, who was rubbing her hands together, eager to start.

His expression instantly darkened.

The fine black scales beneath his left eye shimmered faintly. Teng Qu’s eyes narrowed into hunting slits, and the purple-black miasma at his feet spread like mist.

“I will not let you harm them.”

Teng Qu glared fiercely at Gu Sihui, enunciating each word with chilling resolve.