The Cold, Aloof Dominatrix After Parasitically Entering a Rich Family - Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Drunk: “Jie-jie, you looked so beautiful when you were scolding them!”

On the way back, Gong Shayu initially intended to severely reprimand Tu Si. How could she get herself into the traffic police station just by riding a skateboard? Her safety awareness was zero.

But the moment her eyes met Tu Si’s, she was struck by the other girl’s sparkling gaze.

Tu Si looked at her with pure admiration: “Jie-jie, you looked so beautiful when you were scolding them!”

“…” Gong Shayu: “If you can slide into the traffic police station on a skateboard, you’ll probably drive off the planet in a car, won’t you?”

After saying this, Gong Shayu seriously considered buying Tu Si a car. At least then she would be safer.

“I don’t usually slide that fast,” Tu Si defended herself softly.

Normally, Gong Shayu wouldn’t say another word.

But seeing Tu Si cry so miserably today—even though she knew the setback was like a child’s favorite toy being damaged, and would pass once a better one was bought—Miss Gong still felt a slight twinge of heartache.

“So, what happened today?” Gong Shayu asked.

Tu Si recounted her encounter with Ma Yi, “So, I just couldn’t help but slide faster.”

The white Porsche slowly stopped at a traffic light. Gong Shayu turned to Tu Si: “Tu Si, remember this: from now on, if anyone offends you, you give them a slap. If any problem arises, Assistant Fang will handle it. Got it?”

Remember, no matter what happens, don’t risk your own life over it.

In truth, Tu Si’s psychological shadow from Gong Shayu’s “Got it?” was nearly as severe as the memory of the iron hanger. But at this moment, those very words seemed to have cast a steel-like protective shell around her. Even if she tore a hole in the sky, Gong Shayu would help her “handle” it.

Tu Si nodded obediently, then whispered: “I didn’t feel offended. I just felt a bit sad because she spoke about Jie-jie that way.”

Gong Shayu’s heart had softened into a pool of spring water. But thinking about Tu Si following her and having to face the inevitable backstabbing and overt attacks, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.

Just as Gong Shayu realized she was worrying about Tu Si, Gong Wanting’s call came in.

Since announcing her coming out and marriage to the family, the calls from the Gong siblings hadn’t stopped. The most frequent was Gong Wanting, who would mock, tease, and curse at her, asking if she was really planning to fall out with the family over a low-class woman.

Or was she merely treating a major life event as a game just to retain her right of succession?

Gong Shayu told her she guessed correctly, chose the second answer, and suggested she also use this method to keep her eligibility as an heir. After that, she couldn’t be bothered to talk much and hung up multiple times, which quieted Gong Wanting for a few days.

This time, she called again.

Gong Shayu intended to hang up without thinking, but Tu Si blinked, and the phone automatically connected.

“Gong Shayu, the family is in an uproar because of you! Hurry back and apologize to Dad, and divorce that woman!” Gong Wanting’s sharp voice echoed through the car’s speakers in the confined space.

Gong Shayu said: “What? Are you worried that you’ll be the next one to be married off, so you’re anxious?”

Gong Wanting was so angry she stammered for a long time before hanging up again.

Tu Si asked curiously: “Why are the family’s chickens and dogs not peaceful because Jie-jie got married?”

The Cuscuta spirit’s learning ability was extremely fast. She generally knew the meanings of all the idioms, but sometimes she couldn’t figure out the right context to use them in.

Gong Shayu suddenly burst into laughter: “That’s right, the chickens and dogs in the family are not peaceful. So, Tu Si, do you have the confidence to go back with me and make the chickens and dogs behave?”

Tu Si: “Jie-jie, don’t worry. Small animals listen to me the best.”

Gong Shayu gazed at the road ahead with an unreadable expression. In private, her eyes were always soft and listless, appearing vacant and nonchalant. But at this moment, reflected by the streetlights, they looked exceptionally deep. Just like the day she decided to go to the deserted island with Tu Si in the rain, she possessed an unstoppable momentum that defied the world.

Miss Gong responded with an almost inaudible “Mhm.” The tail of the sound disappeared into the car engine’s rumble.

The car turned and vanished into the darkness.

…

Seven days later, ICC’s revenue surged. The reason was that another of A Jie’s videos had gone viral, but this one wasn’t filmed solely by her; it was handled by a professional team.

In the first half of the video, the comment section was almost entirely filled with questions about Sister TS. In the middle, Tu Si appeared fully equipped underwater, swimming to collect various shrimp, fish, and shellfish. The perspective then returned to A Jie.

“I have good news for everyone! The main host has found a job. Friends who want to eat seafood can come to A Jie at the ICC in Yalugang!” A Jie’s face appeared in the frame.

Simultaneously, the camera quickly flashed to the ICC’s back kitchen. Netizens instantly recognized A Jie’s chef uniform as that of the Head Chef. Old fans who had watched her cooking rejoiced, and cheers began to dominate the screen again.

What an inspiring young woman!

Tu Si’s appearance made A Jie’s casual sharing account explode in popularity. In that 13-minute video, Tu Si only made a 2-minute cameo, yet A Jie gained over 20,000 new followers.

The charm of the internet lies in this: as long as you catch the wave of traffic, even filming the daily routine of picking up trash will be watched by countless eyes. Once traffic explodes, it rushes in like a burst dam, unstoppable.

The fans’ focus followed A Jie from the seabed back to the mysterious kitchen of the hotel.

The entire video contained no hard selling; it focused on sharing, and the final shot was the ICC’s grand lobby.

Finally, two days after the video went viral, ICC’s performance broke its historical peak.

The ICC official website seized the opportunity to create buzz. Gong Shayu invited several travel influencers to explore the hotel and re-highlighted its glorious history. ICC Yalugang officially became the representative of a high-end influencer-recommended destination.

Simultaneously, this success also boosted the performance of ICC’s directly operated hotels in other regions.

With three days left until the betting agreement deadline, Gong Shayu declared victory ahead of time.

…

After the celebration banquet, Tu Si received a brand-new folding phone and a custom-made skateboard.

The skateboard still had an Afghan Hound printed on it, but this one was much cuter than the last.

“This is the reward from the ICC company,” Fang Yu told Tu Si.

Tu Si: “?”

“Your help brought ICC Yalugang back to life. A Jie also received company shares. You truly are a lucky charm,” Fang Yu had drunk quite a bit of wine and was speaking with more genuine warmth than usual.

Lucky Charm?

Tu Si’s heart jumped. Did they figure it out?

She quickly explained: “N-no, no… I’m not a lucky charm. I’m a human.”

“Hahahaha!” Fang Yu laughed heartily: “Of course you’re human! ‘Lucky charm’ is just a metaphor, a trendy word online, meaning you bring wealth and success. It’s a very good thing.”

“Oh, oh.” Tu Si looked thoughtful. If that’s the case, she should go stay at the big Koi fish’s house in People’s Square for a couple of days next time to soak up some good luck!

At the banquet, Gong Shayu was completely surrounded by the management team. Even colleagues who normally avoided eye contact were now, emboldened by the alcohol, acting extremely bold.

“President Gong, do you know? When I first applied, I actually had other options, and my family all opposed me coming here. But I immediately recognized your commanding presence, the look of someone who would conquer the world!!”

“You’re lying! You clearly chose ICC because the salary was high! You even told me when you joined that Boss Gong is beautiful but ruthless…”

The latter’s sentence was cut off by the former covering his mouth. The crowd erupted in a burst of good-natured laughter.

Gong Shayu raised her glass high, then drank the contents in one go: “Thank you, everyone. Please continue. My wife is waiting. I’ll be leaving now!”

“Huh? Wife?” The crowd was stunned: “President Gong is married!!!”

“What’s the big deal? Didn’t you see her over there? That’s Sister TS!”

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. No wonder.”

“No wonder what? They look very well-matched.”

Fang Yu, seeing that things were wrapping up, called the driver and walked over.

Tu Si was immersed in the joy of her new phone and skateboard. Although Fang Yu had told her it was a company reward, in her heart, it was a gift from Gong Shayu.

Given her history of getting drunk from a single cup, Gong Shayu had strictly told her to abstain from alcohol before coming. The Cuscuta spirit not only obeyed but, seeing the large crowd, slightly controlled her intake of other beverages: she only drank one carton of coconut milk, two large bottles of milk, and three large cups of orange juice.

Therefore, “all are drunk but I alone am sober” was probably Tu Si’s most accurate state.

In this drunken crowd, she once again noticed Gong Shayu’s uniqueness.

She had seen many sides of Miss Gong: the ruthless, the sharp, the world-weary, the nonchalant, and even the sexy.

But she had never seen Gong Shayu like this evening, exuding an artistic charm, an allure. Yes! Allure…

Tu Si pushed Fang Yu and the driver aside and walked directly toward Gong Shayu.

The usually wind-walking Gong Shayu was a little unsteady now. But she could still walk in a straight line with support.

As Tu Si approached, Gong Shayu, who was half a head taller and wearing high heels, looked down at her slightly, like a dangerous black tulip, tipsy and slightly condescending.

The Cuscuta spirit tensed up. Suddenly, her brain short-circuited. She decisively picked Gong Shayu up in a bridal carry, one arm under her knees and the other supporting her back firmly.

The crowd gasped. Miss Gong was also startled. She instinctively grabbed Tu Si’s lapel, her whole body suspended in the air.

In truth, Tu Si wanted to release some vines to make the proud Miss Gong more comfortable, but everyone was watching them, and she knew she couldn’t be too conspicuous.

Gong Shayu’s weight was probably equivalent to lifting a single leaf for the Cuscuta spirit.

But for everyone else, it was quite shocking.

“Is this the vibe at President Gong’s house?”

“Is that… the legendary Giga Chad Barbie?”

“She doesn’t look like a Giga Chad, though.”

“Ah? So that’s how President Gong is at home…”

Tu Si couldn’t hear any sound. She just wanted to take Gong Shayu back now. She didn’t want any other “animals” to see this side of her.

Gong Shayu couldn’t hear any sound either. In her twenty-eight years of life, she had never been so mortified. She didn’t want anyone to see this side of her, but Tu Si’s arms were as solid as steel, yet as gentle and soft as the clouds over her grandmother’s house, as if they could lift her anywhere she wanted to go.

Using her drunkenness as an excuse, Miss Gong buried her face in Tu Si’s neck. The faint floral scent on the other girl’s body made her cheeks burn.