Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 5

A familiar scent seeped into every pore of her body.

A woman in a short-sleeved shirt stood before the elevator doors, her hat pulled low, beads of sweat clinging to her face. She seemed to have just finished moving something, her head bowed as she pondered something else.

Even barefoot, Gu Zhichou was taller than the woman, making it impossible to see her face. All she could see was the woman’s sweat-drenched jawline and the delicate curve of her exposed collarbone.

Her lips moved slightly as she reached out to touch her.

“You’re…”

“Miss, we’ve found you!”

Several bodyguards suddenly barged in, shoving the woman aside and blocking the elevator doors.

Gu Zhichou’s stunned expression instantly transformed into fury.

“Get out of my way!”

The bodyguards, oblivious to the woman beside them, didn’t understand her command.

“Miss, you shouldn’t be wandering around outside,” they said anxiously.

Gu Zhichou tried to push them aside, but they wouldn’t budge.

“If you don’t move, I’ll cancel all your bonuses for the month!”

The bodyguards quickly retreated, bowing deeply.

“We’ll do as you say, Miss!” they chorused.

Gu Zhichou: …

A bunch of money-grubbing fools.

She hurried out of the elevator, only to find the woman had vanished. Her face darkened instantly, her gaze turning back to the bodyguards with a chilling intensity.

“M-Miss…”

“Get the surveillance footage and find her!”

Oh my god, Zhizhi’s lost her temper for the second time today! Are the aftereffects of drowning really this severe?

Why are you looking for that woman? Do you have a crush on her and want to pursue her?!

Gu Zhichou pressed her forehead, genuinely impressed by the audience’s wild imagination.

She stood there with her arms crossed, pouting irritably.

“I just need her to help me with something.”

Really~?

The bullet comments suddenly flooded the screen with this phrase, followed by a wave emoji.

Even Gu Zhichou began to doubt herself.

Was there really no other reason?

She touched her lips, recalling their soft warmth.

A sudden flutter of unease stirred within her.

Strange. Why am I thinking about CPR? I must be losing my mind.

Gu Zhichou shook her head, convincing herself that she was simply disgusted by Qiao Zhiyue.

That’s why she kept getting influenced by these comments.

She glanced down at her bare feet and slapped her forehead.

When did my slippers go missing?

As the bodyguards escorted her back to her hospital room, Gu Zhichou mentally replayed her entire twenty-odd years of life, lamenting her miserable fate.

After wallowing in mediocrity for so long, she had finally awakened her consciousness and found someone who could help her.

Yet she kept missing her chances.

“Get me some glutinous rice cakes.”

“Miss, why do you suddenly want glutinous rice cakes?”

Gu Zhichou crossed her arms, glared at him, and snapped, “Just go! Stop arguing.”

She turned and flopped onto the bed, clutching a pillow and wailing dramatically, “Life keeps beating me down, turning me into delicious mochi!”

The bodyguard, who had only taken a few steps away, froze in his tracks.

Was it his imagination?

He couldn’t shake the feeling that Miss Gu’s personality had changed.

This woman, usually so refined and composed, had suddenly dashed out in slippers to chase after some nobody.

And now she wanted to check the security footage.

It just didn’t make sense.

Gu Zhichou buried half her face in the soft pillow, her lashes drooping slightly.

The scene from earlier replayed in her mind.

When she had seen him, it felt like all the air in the room rushed toward him.

That moment was absolute freedom, a stretch of time entirely under her control.

In that instant, Gu Zhichou felt that fate itself could no longer bind her.

The woman smelled wonderful, but she had kept her head bowed, obscuring her face.

The half of her face blurred by the white light seemed deliberately hidden from Gu Zhichou’s view.

That’s right. As a background character in a comic book, did she even have the right to possess her own face? Probably not. Her identity and backstory were likely nonexistent, like a brick—moved to whatever panel needed filling.

Gu Zhichou’s repeated attempts to approach him were likely destined to fail, as if fate itself forbade her from making contact. Yet she stubbornly refused to give up.

She opened the front-facing camera on her phone and stared at her reflection, scrutinizing it a hundred and eight times. She wore no makeup, her lips pale. But her phoenix-shaped eyes were strikingly alluring. With her delicate features and slightly tilted head, the graceful lines of her neck were clearly visible.

“I’m clearly so sexy, so why is my personality like this…?”

She had been written as a gentle, airheaded heiress with large br3asts and no brains. Gu Zhichou couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

Clutching a pillow, she grumbled as she walked to the window and looked down. Nothing. She wondered if the surveillance cameras would reveal anything.

“Where are you…?”

Gu Zhichou looked up, the sunlight piercing her eyes. She winced and closed her eyes, tears gradually welling in her aching sockets, soaking her entire eye. She couldn’t tell if they were just physiological tears or genuine exhaustion.

A dazzling halo enveloped her, like a prism refracting light into seven vibrant colors. The refracted light twisted and stretched, finally settling into her pitch-black pupils.

She reached up to lift the brim of her hat, catching sight of the woman standing at a higher vantage point.

Her lips pursed slightly as she lowered her head and pulled out her phone from her pocket.

She discreetly snapped a photo of Gu Zhichou.

Though the image was blurry, it possessed an ethereal beauty.

A faint smile played on her lips, her eyes curving gently.

She set the photo as her phone’s wallpaper.

The patient, clutching her pillow, looked both adorable and delicate.

She appeared gentle, yet radiated a captivating brilliance.

How can one person possess so many different qualities at once?

A bead of sweat dripped to the ground.

She cast one last lingering glance back before turning and walking away.

As if sensing something, Gu Zhichou opened her eyes.

But she didn’t even catch a glimpse of the woman’s retreating figure.

Strange… I could have sworn someone was watching me just now.

Was it just my imagination?

The sweat on the ground quickly evaporated, as if the woman had never been there at all.

Gu Zhichou stared at the spot for a long time.

Finally, she sighed.

I’m overthinking this.

What did I expect? For a nameless passerby with no self-awareness to even notice me?

Gu Zhichou knew that unless she found a way to hold the woman’s attention, the other would never stop for her.

Zhizhi, don’t be sad! We’ll help you win her over!

Yeah, our Zhizhi is rich, powerful, and beautiful! Just a little wave of your hand and she’ll fall for you!

Gu Zhichou’s charm was undeniable, but she couldn’t seduce the female lead.

She didn’t want to seduce anyone either.

Anyone else could try.

Falling in love with me…

Gu Zhichou fell into deep thought, finally clapping her hands together. “That’s it!”

“If she falls in love with me, she’ll be willing to help with anything.”

“But pursuing her is out of the question.”

Gu Zhichou pouted. She was, after all, a young lady of noble birth. How could she stoop to chasing after someone else?

Even in the original plot, she had only been deceived by the female lead, not genuinely in love with anyone.

The bullet comments were once again offering absurd suggestions.

Gu Zhichou didn’t even glance at them.

She was already planning her next move: how to capture the female lead’s attention and make her fall in love.

Should she shower her with money?

No, no, no. That would be too artificial.

Could that even be called love?

Though Gu Zhichou had never been in love herself, she knew that love born of such means could never be genuine.