Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 45

Gu Zhichou didn’t realize that Shi Mi hadn’t alleviated her pain, but rather transferred it.

When it came to endurance, Shi Mi was unmatched.

She had been enduring for far too long.

Simply restraining herself from touching Gu Zhichou had already pushed Shi Mi to her limits.

Even when Gu Zhichou had never even noticed her before, Shi Mi had strived to make herself visible.

In every fleeting moment.

Chasing after Gu Zhichou’s retreating figure, losing hope countless times, only to cling to it again and again.

Held in Gu Zhichou’s arms, Shi Mi’s eyes welled with tears, but she remained motionless, burying her face in the crook of Gu Zhichou’s neck.

Gu Zhichou patted her head, assuming she had fallen asleep, and gently tucked her under the covers.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door.

Gu Zhichou rose to answer it, only to find Li Mei standing there.

Her attitude toward Li Mei was neither warm nor cold.

“What is it?”

Li Mei glanced vaguely inside before shaking her head. “I just came to ask if you’d like to attend the dance.”

“Ren Qingwen mentioned you wanted to make some friends. Perhaps I could help.”

Though Li Mei had only recently returned from abroad, her social standing was high enough to grant her access to many people of equal status.

“I…”

Gu Zhichou glanced back. Her goal for coming here was to make some friends, hoping to dissuade her mother from expecting her to bring Qiao Zhiyue back.

But she wanted to stay with Little Mute even more.

“I’ll join you later. Thanks.”

Li Mei raised an eyebrow slightly. Given Gu Zhichou’s cold demeanor toward her earlier, she hadn’t expected such politeness now.

To be honest, Li Mei had been in a daze earlier, unsure how she ended up bringing Qiao Zhiyue inside and even trying to protect her.

It was all a bit confusing, but Ren Qingwen had advised her not to overthink it.

For those who hadn’t awakened, dwelling too much on such things could easily lead to psychological issues.

This was because they fundamentally couldn’t understand or believe in the reality of their situation.

In other words, while Li Mei’s actions were being controlled, her own mind was simultaneously rejecting them.

This meant the plot couldn’t completely dominate her—at least not her psychological state.

Gu Zhichou understood this, so there was no need to deliberately make things difficult for her.

After all, what had happened wasn’t really Li Mei’s fault.

“Alright, Ren Qingwen and I will wait for you downstairs,” Li Mei said, deliberately using the plural “you” to remind Gu Zhichou that someone else had been taken away.

She just couldn’t quite remember who.

With a nod, Gu Zhichou closed the door.

Li Mei took only a few steps down the corridor before feeling dizzy. She pressed a hand to her forehead and leaned against the wall, feeling like she’d forgotten something.

Right, I need to find Qiao Zhiyue…

As if summoned by her thoughts, an unpleasant odor wafted through the air.

Li Mei frowned deeply as a pair of soft hands steadied her.

“Sister Li Mei, what’s wrong?”

It was Qiao Zhiyue.

Li Mei’s head swam, as if she were ill. Qiao Zhiyue tried to guide her into a room.

Having navigated the treacherous waters of social maneuvering for so long, Li Mei recognized this tactic immediately.

Her body might be beyond her control, but her mind remained sharp.

She let out a cold laugh. “What, are you trying to marry me?”

Qiao Zhiyue’s hand trembled. She forced a strained smile. “Sister Li Mei, what are you saying? Let me take you to rest.”

Just then, a slightly detached voice cut in.

“I know her. I’ll take her to rest.”

Li Mei had just lifted her head when the woman pulled her away.

Qiao Zhiyue stood behind them, her expression growing increasingly dark.

What’s been going on lately? Why is everything I do being blocked?

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Before, everyone pitied and admired me.

Qiao Zhiyue pressed her lips into a tight line, her almond-shaped eyes now filled with icy coldness.

Why had all the gazes that had been fixed on her suddenly vanished?

The stark contrast ignited Qiao Zhiyue’s jealousy and suspicion.

She had to find out what was going on.

Gu Zhichou lay on her side next to Shi Mi, a slow smile curving her lips.

Only a warm lamp illuminated the bedside, casting an amber glow in her eyes.

Even when she’s asleep, the Little Mute is so adorable.

And she looks so peaceful. It must be because of me.

Gu Zhichou secretly reveled in her satisfaction.

Don’t get too cozy, you two.

Is Zhizhi finally getting a canon pairing? Wait, that’s not in the original setting!

I feel like this book needs a new title: “Zhizhi’s Rise Against Fate.”

Even though it’s not in the setting, we’ve seen this woman around Zhizhi so much she’s practically become familiar.

Gu Zhichou appeared to be staring intently at Shi Mi, but in reality, she was pondering the bullet comments.

Having a face did make things easier. At least people would stop constantly asking who Shi Mi was.

But the settings could wait.

Once Gu Zhichou became the female lead and found the physical book, she could write as much or as little as she pleased.

After all, what’s so hard about kicking the author’s pen aside when you’re the female lead? she thought smugly, giggling to herself as she twirled a strand of hair and kicked her legs in the air.

Shi Mi, who had been pretending to sleep, couldn’t help but open one eye at the sound of laughter.

She caught Gu Zhichou in full chuunibyou mode, declaring, “Kill anyone who stands in my way! Slaughter gods who dare oppose me!”

The girl rolled around on the bed like a fuzzy caterpillar.

Shi Mi raised an eyebrow, propping herself up on one arm to watch Gu Zhichou’s antics. Her eyes twinkled with amusement, and a faint smile curved her lips.

I wonder when she’ll realize I’m awake, she mused.

Gu Zhichou remained oblivious, mistaking Shi Mi’s shallow, almost imperceptible breathing for genuine slumber. Combined with the fact that Shi Mi couldn’t speak, Gu Zhichou was completely immersed in her own cybernetic fantasy: defeating the female lead, looting her gear, leveling up, and becoming the ultimate master of her own destiny.

It wasn’t until Gu Zhichou reached out to take Shi Mi’s hand, squeezing it gently and pressing a kiss to her lips, that the slight withdrawal of that hand caught her attention.

Gu Zhichou swallowed hard, her gaze tracing upward along Shi Mi’s slender legs.

The hand brushed across her chest, collarbone, and finally reached those eyes that seemed to see through everything.

“You… when did you wake up?”

Shi Mi remained motionless, her gaze fixed on Gu Zhichou.

Gu Zhichou sat up, her eyes darting nervously.

“I didn’t do anything! I swear, I didn’t do anything!”

“I was just sitting here quietly, waiting for you to wake up.”

Shi Mi pretended to consider this, as if weighing the plausibility of Gu Zhichou’s explanation.

Gu Zhichou wept inwardly. Oh God, this is so embarrassing!

What have I done?

If she sees this, she’ll tease me for a year!

Thank goodness she can’t speak. No one will ever know how childish the Gu Group’s heiress is.

Shi Mi sat up, her eyes lowered slightly, a hint of amusement in her expression. She patted Gu Zhichou’s cheek.

That smile momentarily stunned Gu Zhichou, and she instinctively reached out.

Instead of writing, Shi Mi unexpectedly took her hand and gently shook it, like training a dog.

Gu Zhichou’s heart raced, the tender thoughts scattered by the light pat on her cheek.

Her hand was squeezed again.

Shi Mi’s eyes darkened, yet her pleasure grew.

Their gazes shifted from level to one looking up at the other.

Gu Zhichou knelt on the bed, staring at her held hand, half her face flushed red from the slap.

Confused and embarrassed, her ears burned crimson, and she stammered, “This is so strange.”

“But…”

I don’t even mind it.