She was here to demand an explanation.
She didn't have the energy to argue with her. But Cheng Zhiyue seemed determined to fight if she didn't get what she wanted. So she simply headed towards the old lady's courtyard. As she walked, she said, "Learn to be content, okay? If you want to argue with me, we need a fair arbiter... Grandmother would be a good choice."
She walked for a while and then turned around when she heard no sound behind her. She saw Gu Yuanqing pulling the rigid - looking Cheng Zhiyue away.
Birds of a feather.
Cheng Xiran was tired of dealing with them. After seeing them go far away, she quickly slipped back to her own courtyard. As soon as she lay down, she fell into a deep sleep.
She didn't know how much time had passed. Anyway, she had a really sound sleep and was woken up by the sound of firecrackers and the noisy cheers. When she fell asleep, it was bright outside the window. When she woke up, there was no one around, but outside it was bustling with a strong smell of life, yet none of it seemed to belong to her.
Maybe she had slept too long. Her head hurt a bit. She gently rubbed her temples and then called out, "Yun'er?"
Since no one answered for a long time, she had to wash up by herself. After that, she went to Zhuque's room and saw that Yun'er was taking care of her. Then she quietly left and headed towards the front hall on her own.
Previously, she must have really relied on Helian Duo's influence. Otherwise, why was she ignored by everyone when she showed up now? But it didn't matter to her. Seeing the yard full of people looking up at the fireworks in the sky, she found a clean place to sit down and started to have her dinner.
Everything was going on quietly until someone sat down opposite her.
"You won't be able to get along in the Cheng Mansion from now on."
His tone was mild and his intonation was the same as usual. Logically, his words should have been drowned out by the noise outside, but she heard this sentence very clearly and it left a deep impression on her.
"Whether I can get along or not doesn't seem to be up to you..." Cheng Xiran said amiably. She tore a big drumstick from the plate in front of her, took a couple of bites, then held it up and continued, "It's up to this."
Gu Yuanqing ignored her and just continued to threaten according to his own train of thought, "The only way for you to stay alive from now on is to stay quietly in your own courtyard. Don't be a show - off again."
"So it was you who taught those good - for - nothings on West Street the idea of ruining the manuscript and crying 'thief' while being the thief, right?"
Seeing Gu Yuanqing slightly stunned, Cheng Xiran no longer held back. With a cold face and in a low voice, she said, "I've investigated the people over there. They are basically hooligans. How could they come up with such a plan? Moreover, how did they easily know where I usually put my finished manuscripts, and why were they familiar with the paths in the newspaper office? This can't be achieved just by improvisation."
Gu Yuanqing let out a dry laugh, which further confirmed Cheng Xiran's suspicion.
For some reason, although he was laughing, his smile was rather creepy.
Cheng Xiran didn't want to talk to him anymore. She picked up the drumstick and got up to leave. Gu Yuanqing also stood up. He stared directly at her with a cold glint in his eyes, looking nothing like the usual scholarly gentleman.
"If you still want to live, listen to me carefully. You're a smart person. Don't let your cleverness ruin you."
This made Cheng Xiran feel as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss. She couldn't help shivering with fear.
This Gu Yuanqing was definitely not as simple as he seemed. Maybe he had other motives for getting close to Cheng Zhiyue... Could it be that he wanted to control the entire Cheng family?