The Cold, Aloof Dominatrix After Parasitically Entering a Rich Family - Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Coming Out: “Tu Si, What if They Don’t Welcome You?”

To figure out what “climbing up and down a steel pole” meant, Tu Si searched her phone. What she saw was astonishing.

Various suggestive videos assaulted the Cuscuta spirit’s retina. At the same time, a Pandora’s Box opened for her—

It was simply too beautiful.

Tu Si secretly thought: So, Gong Shayu likes this kind of thing.

Just then, A Jie’s call came in.

Tu Si still couldn’t read well. When she saved A Jie’s number, she deliberately chose a grilled meat skewer for the avatar. Seeing the skewer made her hungry.

She put the phone on speaker and sounded like a starving ghost: “Is there anything to eat? A steamed bun will do.”

A Jie was baffled: “? No. Is President Gong not letting you eat?”

“Not exactly…” Tu Si said lightly: “She burned the kitchen, and now the security guards are in there putting out the fire.”

“What?! Is it serious?”

“It’s fine, actually. It didn’t really catch fire, just a lot of smoke.” Tu Si walked to the bedroom door to peek at the kitchen and complained to A Jie: “The neighbors just called the management security.”

She heard someone on the other end of the phone say, “Next time you cook, you can turn on the range hood above. That way, all the smoke will be extracted.”

A Jie thought about the fact that she was the daughter of the Gong family and was somewhat understanding, but also shocked that Miss Gong would cook for Tu Si. She felt she had accidentally swallowed a mouthful of public display of affection.

She said to Tu Si: “Well, it’s nothing big. I just wanted to tell you that the underwater video you took last time has gone viral online, and many fans want to see you film another one.”

Tu Si was delighted and agreed without a second thought: “Mhm, mhm, I can film it tomorrow!”

After Tu Si hung up, the kitchen incident was resolved, though Miss Gong was slightly embarrassed.

“Change your clothes. We’re going out to eat.”

When Tu Si heard there was food, everything else had to make way. Just as they were about to leave, Gong Shayu’s phone rang again.

Gong Shayu looked at the name of the video caller and gestured for Tu Si to go to the balcony.

Tu Si grumbled, kicked off her shoes, and walked barefoot toward Gong Shayu’s bedroom.

Gong Shayu: “…”

She’s been too lenient with Tu Si lately.

She tapped the video answer button, and a smiling face, seemingly enhanced by plastic surgery, dominated the screen.

“Hi! Xiao Yu! Long time no see!”

Gong Shayu lifted the corner of her mouth: “Long time no see, Little Aunt.”

“Oh my! Our Xiao Yu is getting prettier and prettier, hahaha! Guess where I am?” The video image panned around the room.

Gong Shayu gave a very professional smile: “Your winery in Australia.”

“Hahaha, yes! The weather is especially nice here right now. Now, guess who’s here?”

“Who’s here?” Gong Shayu’s curiosity was perfectly feigned.

“You guessed it!” Little Aunt Gong Lin answered her own question. Gong Shayu always felt it was a waste that her aunt, with her personality, wasn’t a variety show host.

“It’s our dear Grandma! Come on, Xiao Yu, say hello to Grandma!”

Gong Shayu unconsciously sat up straight and respectfully called out to the elderly woman on the screen: “Grandma.”

The elderly woman smiled kindly and exchanged two sentences with Gong Shayu. Just two. Then she got straight to the point: “Xiao Yu, did your father say the marriage alliance with the Hao family is off?”

Gong Shayu told the truth: “Yes.”

“The Hao family has been going downhill these past two years anyway. If it’s off, it’s off. Grandma found someone suitable for you in England, a young Duke. You two would be a match made in heaven. Howard, come here… come here.”

The camera flashed again, revealing many familiar family faces. They were clearly holding a gathering.

Gong Shayu also called out toward the bedroom: “Tu Si! Come here… come here.”

Tu Si was already curious about the people on the video and had been pressed against the bedroom door eavesdropping. At Gong Shayu’s single call, the Cuscuta spirit rushed over like a whirlwind.

“Come, say hello to him. Use English.” Gong Shayu moved over slightly for Tu Si.

Tu Si obediently greeted the foreigner on the screen with pure American English: “Hello.”

Gong Shayu lifted her hand and placed it on Tu Si’s shoulder, half-hugging her, and said to the screen: “Legal marriage, no wedding ceremony. Thank you for your blessings.”

The foreigner on the screen instantly froze, causing the video to lag. Then the screen suddenly cut, with Grandma Gong’s stern face dominating the screen first, followed closely by the high-tech Little Aunt, and then a dense crowd of various faces—white, black, brown, old, and young—looking like a United Nations meeting.

Gong Shayu was quick to cut the video, but Grandma Gong’s powerful roar came through the phone: “Gong Shayu! You better explain what ‘legal marriage, no wedding ceremony’ means!”

Then came Little Aunt’s equally loud gasp: “Why does she look like a woman too?”

Gong Shayu had a composed smile: “Yes, we are married. Her name is Tu Si, and her gender is female.”

“You… what are you saying?” Grandma Gong was so angry she wanted to pinch the philtrum under her nose. Which of the Gong family children gets to decide their own marriage?

“Grandma, I will bring her to your birthday banquet. You will like her,” Gong Shayu said unhurriedly, playing with Tu Si’s hair, her tone sounding very sincere.

Then, Little Aunt’s shocked voice came through: “Mom!”

Immediately after, the screen descended into chaos, and the video call was disconnected.

Gong Shayu released Tu Si, her expression dark and unpredictable.

“Come on, let’s go eat, Jie-jie.” Tu Si maintained her posture, pulling on her arm.

Gong Shayu suddenly spoke: “Tu Si, what if they don’t welcome you?”

The moment the words left her mouth, she herself was startled. This question had never been within Gong Shayu’s consideration. They were bound by a contractual marriage. Whether her family welcomed Tu Si or liked her was simply not in the contract.

However, Gong Shayu was abruptly worried about this issue, and she keenly realized that her main concern was that Tu Si would be upset.

See, emotions truly are troublesome.

“It’s okay. That’s something they should worry about,” Tu Si tilted her head and smiled. “Right now, I only want to worry about what we’re going to eat later. I’m really hungry.”

Whether Tu Si was genuinely indifferent or just had an exceptionally strong mental fortitude, her words at this moment had an invisible power, steadily supporting Gong Shayu’s back and granting her already rock-solid determination an impenetrable layer of armor.

Being welcomed or liked was never a concern for the Cuscuta spirit. After all… she hadn’t been a human for very long.

Her only concern was the first level of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs.

Gong Shayu’s expression softened slightly. The first step had been taken. The subsequent second, third, fourth, and fifth steps would be much simpler.

…

Gong Shayu received a call from Gong Zhongshan during the business meeting the next day.

Gong Shayu raised a hand to interrupt her subordinate’s report, signaling them to continue their discussion, and pushed the door open to exit.

“Is what your grandmother said true?” Without any preamble, Gong Zhongshan’s voice was low and cold, the rage seeping through the phone signal to Gong Shayu’s ear.

“Yes,” Gong Shayu said calmly. “Is Dad going to send us a wedding gift?”

“You! Gong Shayu! Do you know what you’re doing?”

“I do.”

After a long silence, Gong Zhongshan’s coughing was heard through the phone, followed by the heavy sound of a teacup being set down on the desk.

After a while, the coughing subsided, replaced by heavy breathing.

“Shayu, I know your sister’s accident was a huge blow to you…” Gong Zhongshan tried to stand up from his chair but couldn’t manage it right away. He changed his tone, seemingly trying to speak heart-to-heart: “We were all heartbroken by your sister’s unexpected passing.”

“Dad is an experienced man. If she hadn’t been so stubborn back then, maybe the accident wouldn’t have happened…”

Gong Shayu pulled the phone away from her ear, keeping it at a distance where she could hear the sound but not clearly distinguish the content.

However, Gong Zhongshan’s voice was too deep. Even so, some fragmented phrases still drifted into her ear.

“Shayu, I asked you before. Didn’t you say you don’t like women? What’s going on now?” Gong Zhongshan couldn’t understand why Gong Shayu, who had always been smart, hardworking, and grew up exactly according to the textbook, would choose this way to rebel at this age.

“I like them now.”

Gong Shayu’s tone was calmly unsuited to the atmosphere, sounding like a deeply considered answer, yet also like a desperate leap of faith for love.

When Gong Zhongshan had someone investigate Tu Si’s background, his anger intensified. This unclear girl from an unremarkable family—Gong Shayu not only dared to take her but also married her publicly?!

“I know your personal relationships have always been too simple, so it’s easy to fall into a trap when just anyone outside tries to seduce you.”

“How about this? You come back first. If you truly like women, I can help you find someone suitable for you.”

Gong Zhongshan, at his age and having been in power for so many years, had seen every kind of situation, person, and event.

He was just momentarily unclear whether Gong Shayu was looking for novelty or if this was truly her nature and she had simply hidden it from those around her.

After all, Gong Shayu was different from Gong Wanting. One was a disciplined, upright daughter with On family bl00d, while the other was a romantic playboy who could cause eight scandals a day without worry.

The upright daughter—even if she wouldn’t inherit the Gong family business, she should marry a woman of good character, from a distinguished background, and with extensive knowledge.

But this girl looked inherently seductive, and he heard she hadn’t even graduated high school.

Combined with the dubious women in her background, Gong Zhongshan couldn’t help but suspect this was a business conspiracy.

“President Gong, there are twenty-eight days and eleven hours left until the time stipulated in our betting agreement. At that time, if the operating revenue of ICC Yalugang cannot turn from negative to positive next month, it will be at the Group’s disposal, and I will naturally return.”

“Oh, Grandma’s birthday is next month, which is also around that time. Tu Si and I are genuinely in love, and I will bring her to formally meet you then!”

Gong Zhongshan heard that Gong Shayu’s tone with him was the same as usual—allowing no room for argument.

This tone instantly enraged him: “Nonsense! Do you know what consequences this will lead to?!”

Gong Shayu’s cold voice responded: “The same as my sister’s?”

Gong Zhongshan sat heavily in his chair, even his breathing becoming difficult. His voice sounded suddenly much older: “If you can’t change, then don’t come back.”

“No, Dad. Whether you accept it or not, I am already married and I am still a Gong. Once things here are taken care of, I will come home.”