Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 13

Gu Zhichou didn’t mind holding Shi Mi’s hand; it felt perfectly natural.

Glancing back, she noticed Ning Yiyuan staring at them. She cleared her throat and stepped in front of Shi Mi.

“Uncle Ning, this is my friend.”

Shi Mi had been present before, but Ning Yiyuan seemed to have forgotten her by the next scene. He had never mentioned her.

So Gu Zhichou wasn’t worried. After all, when the scene changed, Ning Yiyuan wouldn’t remember.

It was strange. Normal supporting characters never remembered. Why did Shi Mi remember her?

The person behind her seemed to be trembling. Gu Zhichou immediately turned around to check on her.

She saw Shi Mi timidly staring at Ning Yiyuan. Frowning, Gu Zhichou turned back and said, “Uncle Ning, smile a little. You’re scaring her.”

Ning Yiyuan: ?

He touched his face, wondering if he looked too stern. He was just curious.

Protective wife alert! Butler Ning gets caught in the crossfire even when he’s just minding his own business.

Is she really scared? I thought I saw her smiling just now.

Could she be a black sesame tangyuan…?

Gu Zhichou pursed her lips, thinking how twisted these people’s minds were. Her Little Mute was so innocent and timid. How could she possibly have any malicious intentions?

But behind Gu Zhichou’s back, Shi Mi’s lips curved into a smile.

This sickly beauty is really protective of me, she thought. How amusing.

Gu Zhichou couldn’t leave the hospital and had no idea when she’d be transported to the next scene. So she cherished every moment she spent with Shi Mi.

Because she never knew which words would be their last.

Shi Mi gripped Gu Zhichou’s hand tightly, wanting to pull her closer, but she restrained herself.

If I move too fast, will she grow tired of me?

Shi Mi preferred to take things slow, patiently waiting for Gu Zhichou to take the bait.

After waiting so long, why rush now?

Like a chameleon, she was skilled at camouflage and mimicry, and exceptionally clever.

Gu Zhichou didn’t care about Ning Yiyuan’s attitude.

She pulled Shi Mi onto the bench, glancing at her sweat-soaked work uniform.

“Are you hot? Take it off.”

Shi Mi shook her head. This was her work uniform, and she was only wearing a tank top underneath.

Gu Zhichou studied her, asking, “Why do they always make you do manual labor?”

First delivering takeout, then moving books and tools, and now watering flowers here.

Shi Mi blinked, not quite understanding her meaning.

Every time she opened her eyes, she found herself instinctively doing these tasks, as if compelled by an internal command.

Shi Mi wrote in Gu Zhichou’s palm:

Then why are you always in the hospital?

Gu Zhichou’s anger flared at the memory. It was all because of those two!

Constantly running to the hospital every other day.

If she could, she’d twist Qiao Zhiyue’s head off and use it as a soccer ball.

She’d steal Qiao Zhiyue’s protagonist halo and wear it herself.

Then she’d crush her underfoot and enslave her.

Shi Mi found Gu Zhichou’s scheming expression utterly adorable and couldn’t resist poking her cheek.

Gu Zhichou caught Shi Mi’s finger, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

“Who do you think you’re poking?”

“The Gu Family’s eldest daughter.”

Shi Mi found the phrase strangely familiar.

Do you think you’re accepting the love of just anyone? It’s the love of a celestial being!

She couldn’t quite place where she’d heard it before…

But for some reason, Shi Mi instinctively merged these two phrases together, paying particular attention to the word “love.”

Her heart skipped a beat. She subtly turned her head, glancing at Gu Zhichou out of the corner of her eye.

The hand she was holding struggled briefly but couldn’t break free.

Gu Zhichou’s eyes flickered, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

With her free hand, she grasped Gu Zhichou’s hand and pressed it against her own cheek.

Then, feigning pain, she lowered her head in mock grievance.

Gu Zhichou’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Have scammers become this brazen these days?

Her anger flared instantly, and she ground her teeth.

Grabbing Shi Mi’s cheek, she hissed, “Little Mute, tell me honestly—who taught you this? You’ve learned bad habits.”

Gu Zhichou snorted. “Now you want compensation for emotional distress, huh?”

Shi Mi’s cheek stung from the pinch, yet she couldn’t suppress a surge of pleasure.

It could hurt more, she thought. That way, I’d feel this moment’s reality more vividly.

She raised her hand to her face, pinching her cheek harder until it burned.

Gu Zhichou glanced at Shi Mi’s almost blissful expression, her gaze deepening for a moment.

Her thumb trembled slightly as she quietly released Shi Mi’s cheek.

“Are you stupid? Just letting me bully you like this?”

Shi Mi’s long hair cascaded down her shoulder, her seemingly clear eyes clouded with chaos.

When she looked up, the dimples on her cheeks held an unsettling quality.

She reached out and wrote in Gu Zhichou’s palm:

Like

Gu Zhichou jerked her hand back as if burned.

I must have misread that.

She narrowed her eyes, gripping Shi Mi’s hand tightly.

“Write it again.”

Shi Mi lowered her gaze and smiled faintly, but forcefully pulled her hand away.

Her eyes turned icy.

She turned her head away, refusing to look at Gu Zhichou.

Gu Zhichou frowned, the stark contrast between Shi Mi’s usual obedience and her sudden resistance making her irritable.

My Little Mute is always so good.

She should stay that way.

Why is she suddenly rejecting me like this?

She can’t be cold. She can’t distance herself from me.

Gu Zhichou’s breathing grew heavy, slow, and drawn out. Her grip on Shi Mi’s hand tightened, squeezing harder and harder until Shi Mi winced in pain.

Shi Mi looked up at her with tear-filled eyes.

Only then did Gu Zhichou belatedly release her hand, leaning in to soothe her.

“I… Little Mute, I’m sorry. I hurt you.”

“I didn’t mean to. I just wanted you to write it again.”

Shi Mi lowered her gaze, her fine lashes concealing all the darkness within.

Just like this, Gu Zhichou.

Worry about me, tremble for me, toss and turn in anguish.

Do everything you never wanted to do.

Do everything you’ve never done before.

Torture. Violence.

Let it all erupt because of me, lose control because of me.

Shi Mi’s disguise was flawless, after all, she was the most brilliant pretender.

To blend into the longed-for natural world, she had feigned a complete transformation.

She didn’t want Gu Zhichou to see through her, to uncover her true self.

Shi Mi had no desires of her own.

If she had any, it was Gu Zhichou.

She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and wrote in Gu Zhichou’s palm:

Hug me.

Gu Zhichou’s heart jolted, the tips of her ears flushing crimson.

She couldn’t care less about what Shi Mi had written before.

She immediately pulled Shi Mi into her arms.

After all, she’d already told the bullet comments that comforting someone didn’t mean pursuing them.

And a hug certainly didn’t mean anything more.

She was just… just…

Gu Zhichou met Shi Mi’s gaze, then quickly looked away.

It’s just a hug.

Their time together was so fleeting. Was she not even allowed this small indulgence?

Who knew when she’d find Shi Mi again?

So Gu Zhichou’s professed reluctance felt more like a morbid obsession.

Because she couldn’t have her for long, she craved her all the more.

So much so that seeing her heart’s desire made her tremble uncontrollably.

Each time they exchanged only a few words, Shi Mi would be whisked away to the next scene.

Though Shi Mi might not have noticed, Gu Zhichou felt a profound sense of loss—the helplessness of having a secret she couldn’t share.

It was as if, in the entire world, only she possessed a true self.