Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 40

Gu Zhichou gazed at her with a warm smile, cradling her own face as if she couldn’t get enough of looking.

When it came to stubbornness, no one could outmatch Gu Zhichou.

But in the next moment, her body stiffened, and she was instantly pulled into the plot.

Shi Mi, who had been beside her, vanished without a trace.

This time, the plot seemed rushed, forcibly dragging Gu Zhichou in without any preparation.

It was as if the author had originally intended to focus solely on other characters.

Then, spotting Gu Zhichou, they casually decided to involve her as well.

With Shi Mi gone, the bullet comments finally shifted back to Gu Zhichou’s perspective.

Zhizhi’s staring out the window, pondering life again?

Don’t even mention it. The female lead’s already dating someone else, even though she said she liked Zhizhi earlier.

Wasn’t the female lead just being pursued unilaterally?

I remember this corporation is supposed to collaborate with Zhizhi’s company later.

Gu Zhichou simply stared at the spot where Shi Mi had been sitting and sighed.

Suddenly, she thought this might be for the best. As long as it was sudden enough, it wouldn’t leave her feeling as lost as last time.

What is this? Relief born of helplessness?

Gu Zhichou lowered her head and texted Ren Qingwen.

There was no reply, likely because Ren Qingwen was busy.

Judging by the situation, it seemed this plotline might not involve her at all.

Better to focus on how to trip up Qiao Zhiyue.

Steal her dazzling spotlight and crush her underfoot.

As Gu Zhichou was still fantasizing, she unexpectedly saw someone she never imagined she’d encounter: Xia Zhaoxun, the woman who had bought her the crispy pancake.

Her face was twisted in a frown. How did Qiao Zhiyue get in touch with her mother?

Moments later, Gu Zhichou saw the two women sitting face-to-face, their expressions grave.

Too far away to hear their conversation, Gu Zhichou watched as Xia Zhaoxun produced a document and handed it to Qiao Zhiyue.

The latter’s face paled in shock.

Gu Zhichou felt as if lightning had struck her. Even from this distance, she could imagine the dialogue:

“Here’s five million. Leave my daughter.”

Isn’t this a classic scene from every novel?

Still… if Qiao Zhiyue actually left, Gu Zhichou would set off firecrackers for five days straight to celebrate.

But five million was far too cheap for her.

Such scenarios typically occur between lovers who are in love but unable to be together.

Gu Zhichou had no desire to be misunderstood about their relationship.

No, no, absolutely not.

She hurried over to interrupt their conversation.

“Mom, just give me the money. I have nothing to do with her.”

But the next moment, Gu Zhichou sensed something strange.

Isn’t this supposed to be the main plot?

Why am I able to barge in so easily?

Qiao Zhiyue looked up in surprise, then lowered her gaze, her expression falling.

“President Gu… are we not even friends anymore?”

“You said just last time…”

This time, she held back her tears, perhaps fearing Gu Zhichou would dislike her.

Xia Zhaoxun glanced at her, then turned to Gu Zhichou, her brow furrowing. “Zhizhi, have you been short on money lately?”

“I’ll transfer you some.”

As she spoke, Gu Zhichou’s phone buzzed with a notification of a deposit.

Wait, what’s going on here?

Stay calm, I need to stay calm.

Ignoring the mocking bullet comments, she tried to piece together the reason.

From previous events, it was clear that once she was drawn into the plot, either her words or her actions would be beyond her control.

Some part of her would always be manipulated.

But this time, her entire being felt like her own. Rushing in had been her own spontaneous decision.

And judging by the bullet comments, no one seemed surprised.

It was as if… this was exactly what she was supposed to do.

Gu Zhichou’s eyes flickered slightly, as if a realization had struck her.

The author had likely… given her a character setting.

Because she had repeatedly deviated from the plot, the author had simply granted her minor alterations.

This, in turn, made her actions seem more logical.

Therefore, her previous actions had been effective.

If the author hadn’t been desperate, they wouldn’t have bothered adding a character setting for her.

So Gu Zhichou’s belief that she wasn’t being controlled wasn’t entirely true.

Rather, she had been following the plot all along.

It was just that the author had anticipated her intentions and crafted lines that perfectly aligned with her thoughts, which is why Gu Zhichou hadn’t sensed anything amiss.

This might seem advantageous, but it sent a chill down her spine.

If the author could predict her every thought, what difference was there between Gu Zhichou and her former self?

One thing’s for sure, Zhizhi’s doing great! The female lead probably really just sees her as a friend.

I just feel bad for the next person the female lead ruins. I wonder who’ll last longer, them or Lin Ruoyun?

Don’t forget what happened to the last one…

Gu Zhichou’s mind was in turmoil. Were the bullet comments referring to Li Mei?

She had harbored suspicions about the incident by the pool. If not for Li Mei’s sudden intervention, she might have been in grave danger.

The fact that she couldn’t get a clear answer only added to her headache.

Gu Zhichou and Lin Ruoyun were enemies. If Li Mei became hopelessly infatuated with Qiao Zhiyue, it would complicate matters.

Lin Ruoyun and Li Mei were simply not in the same league. Any attempt to confront her would likely result in heavy losses for both sides.

If only I could awaken Li Mei’s self-awareness…

“Zhizhi,” Xia Zhaoxun said, noticing her daughter’s distraction. “I only recently learned you have such a wonderful friend.”

“Let her come with you to the old mansion in a few days.”

So Xia Zhaoxun was giving Qiao Zhiyue money, though not as much as Gu Zhichou had imagined. It was merely a token of gratitude.

Gu Zhichou’s jaw nearly dropped. She pointed at Qiao Zhiyue, her expression dark.

“She… wonderful? Mom, don’t judge people by the same standards you use to buy pancakes!”

Xia Zhaoxun recalled the dark, greasy pancake: …

Xia Zhaoxun had deliberately brought up the focus, knowing Gu Zhichou had loved it as a child.

But Gu Zhichou didn’t seem to appreciate the gesture.

Xia Zhaoxun sighed softly, wondering if she was going through menopause.

How could she have forgotten something so vivid from her daughter’s childhood?

It felt like a blank space, yet she knew it had truly happened.

Qiao Zhiyue was about to speak when Gu Zhichou slammed her hand on the table, interrupting her.

“Oh, excuse me. This table is being shameless, so I’m just giving it a little tap.”

Qiao Zhiyue: ……

She pursed her lips, determined to press her case.

Gu Zhichou grabbed a strand of Qiao Zhiyue’s hair and yanked it out, her brow furrowing.

“Oh my god, you’re losing hair?”

Qiao Zhiyue swallowed hard, clamping her mouth shut. The spot where the hair had been pulled throbbed faintly.

Gu Zhichou scoffed. I’ll never let you set foot in the Xia Family home.

Even I don’t know what’s going on there. What makes you think you deserve to go?

She didn’t know if her current actions aligned with the author’s intentions or predictions.

But she would never give Qiao Zhiyue a chance to do anything she opposed.

If the author has the guts, they should just go all out on her.

Xia Zhaoxun cleared her throat, wanting to remind her daughter not to be so harsh.

But then she thought, I hardly spend any time with her. What right do I have to tell her what to do?

She could only offer Qiao Zhiyue a way out. “You should go now.”

“Wait.”