The Cold Goddess Always Wants to Turn Me Gay (GL) - Chapter 52: Trouble

The restaurant remained noisy and bustling. Yu Xinxin felt dizzy, her body uncomfortably warm. She shook her head—was her alcohol tolerance really this poor?

She rubbed her temples, trying to clear her mind, but it didn’t help. Then, she found herself missing Wei Zhi again. Wei Zhi was still waiting for her answer—she couldn’t keep her waiting too long. But where had Wei Zhi gone? Why wasn’t she back yet?

Her head growing foggier, she stood up and accidentally caught sight of someone. Odd—while everyone else was laughing, why did that person look so nervous?

“Xinxin, where are you going?” Zhou Tong noticed Yu Xinxin’s unusual pallor and asked with concern.

“Maybe a little drunk. I’m going to the restroom to splash some water on my face.”

“Do you want me to come with you?” Zhou Tong was uneasy.

“No need. I’m not a three-year-old. I’ll be right back,” Yu Xinxin refused. She hadn’t drunk much—this tipsy feeling would probably fade soon.

“Alright, call me if you need anything.”

Yu Xinxin reached the restroom. Under the stark white lights, the reflection in the mirror showed her misty eyes and flushed cheeks, her usually innocent face now carrying a hint of allure. As her consciousness grew hazier, she cupped some water to wash her face. The coolness brought a brief moment of clarity, but soon, a deeper dizziness overwhelmed her. The heat inside her intensified, as if threatening to consume her entirely. Something felt wrong—just one drink, how could the aftereffects be this strong?

Staggering out of the restroom, she fumbled for her phone, intending to ask Zhou Tong to take her back to her room.

“Xinxin, what’s wrong?” A familiar voice called out as someone approached her.

Yu Xinxin, too dazed to think clearly, could only vaguely recognize the person as a classmate. “A little drunk.”

“Is that so?” The person sounded nervous, their voice trembling. “Let me take you back to your room. What’s your room number again?”

“Room 6013, thank you.” She didn’t think too much about it, only feeling slightly puzzled—was her current appearance that frightening? Why did this classmate seem so afraid of her?

Supported by someone, she entered the elevator as waves of dizziness assaulted her mind. Her body burned with unbearable heat, and all she wanted was to take a cold shower.

After exiting the elevator, the person supporting her tightened their grip. She could barely stand now, her vision blurry. Unconsciously, she tugged at her collar. “So hot…”

“Xin Xin, just hold on a little longer. We’re almost there.”

They stopped in front of a room. Yu Xinxin struggled to lift her gaze—6013. Her room had arrived. Just as she was about to hand over her keycard, she heard the sound of the door opening. Then she was helped inside and collapsed onto the soft bed. The scorching heat surging through her body overwhelmed her senses. She faintly heard someone say something to her before the door closed, leaving the room in silence.

Gu Mingxi was in a terrible mood. She had barely eaten before returning to her room. Recalling the earlier incident in the evening, she decided it would be safer to change rooms. She must have been out of her mind to go along with those kids’ antics.

Pushing the door open, she spotted the keycard she had given away earlier in the entryway. Could it be…?

After closing the door, she hurried inside and, sure enough, found someone lying on the bed—none other than Wei Zhi’s little girlfriend. But the girl’s complexion looked off. Moving closer, Gu Mingxi frowned. She had just warned Wei Zhi to keep an eye on her, and now here she was, sprawled on her bed.

Approaching the bed, she reached out to feel the girl’s forehead—the heat was alarming.

In her daze, Yu Xinxin felt someone’s cool touch on her forehead. The sensation was so soothing that she instinctively nuzzled toward it. But the hand withdrew, leaving her whining softly in disappointment.

Gu Mingxi pulled her hand back, wiping it with a tissue as if disgusted. Eyeing Yu Xinxin’s pitiful, delicate state, she raised an eyebrow. “I have no interest in you, much less in putting out your fire.”

She had intended to book another room, but as she reached the door, a mischievous glint flickered in her eyes. Staring at the unconscious figure on the bed, the corner of her lips curled into a dangerous smirk.

I wonder if Wei Zhi will be pleasantly surprised by this gift?

She stepped into the bathroom, shedding all her clothes. Soon, the sound of running water filled the space.

Wei Zhi returned to the dining area and, not seeing Yu Xinxin, grew uneasy. She asked Zhou Tong, “Where’s Xinxin?”

“She went to the restroom. She should be back soon.”

Wei Zhi relaxed slightly, waiting in her seat. But something felt off—how long did it take to use the restroom?

“How long has Xinxin been gone?” She grabbed Zhou Tong’s arm, her unease surging. Gu Mingxi’s warning echoed in her mind.

“Seems like a while now?” Zhou Tong frowned. “Xinxin was a little drunk earlier. Maybe she went back to her room.”

“How much did she drink?” Wei Zhi’s voice was urgent, her grip unconsciously tightening.

Zhou Tong winced at the pressure, realizing something was wrong. She pointed at the glass of red wine on the table. “Just one glass.”

Wei Zhi was certain now—something must have happened to Yu Xinxin. A few beers were nowhere near enough to make Yu Xinxin feel drunk, let alone a single glass of wine with an even lower alcohol content. How could she possibly be drunk from that?

She practically charged into the restroom, kicking open every stall door amid a chorus of curses. Zhou Tong, who had followed her out of concern, was nearly frightened out of her wits by Wei Zhi’s state. Realizing the severity of the situation, she stammered, “Maybe she went back to the room? Let’s check there first.”

The unease in her heart had stripped her of reason. Gu Mingxi’s words kept echoing in her mind—had she deliberately sent Wei Zhi away earlier? Wei Zhi couldn’t bear to imagine what would happen if something really had happened to Yu Xinxin. She knew she would lose her mind. Frantically rushing back to the sixth floor, her heart turned cold the moment she opened the door to the pitch-black room. With trembling hands, she turned on the light and searched every corner—no sign of anyone.

Where was Xinxin?

She tried to force herself to stay calm. Panicking wouldn’t help—it would only make things worse. But the cold sweat on her forehead and the violent pounding of her heart betrayed her fear. The pain she had locked away seemed to have found an outlet, surging forth uncontrollably and flooding her mind. She couldn’t stop the terror from taking hold. The whispers of the household staff from years ago seemed to ring in her ears again—she felt abandoned once more.

Her father’s indifference, her mother’s death, Gu Mingxi’s hatred, and the guilt and fear that had kept her company through countless sleepless nights—it all weighed on her until she could barely breathe. It felt like everything she did was wrong. Everyone around her would leave her, even despise her. And now, was Xinxin going to leave her too?

She had once believed her mother loved her, that Gu Mingxi truly cared for her, that her father was just too busy with work to spend time with her. But everything had changed since that day. No one was willing to stay for her. No one loved her. No one truly cared about her. She had been the final straw that broke her mother. She was the heir her father had gone to great lengths to secure. She was the person Gu Mingxi could never forgive. She had once thought she was the one they cherished most—but now, she was the one they couldn’t bear to face.

“Wei Zhi, Wei Zhi!” Zhou Tong was terrified. She had just caught up when she saw Wei Zhi slumped in the corner, trembling uncontrollably. The despair in her eyes was heartbreaking, and tears streaked her face. Was this really the Wei Zhi she knew?

“Wei Zhi, snap out of it! We need to find Xinxin—now!” She had asked everyone, but no one had seen Yu Xinxin. Worse, no matter how hard she searched, she couldn’t find the classmate who had handed Xinxin the drink. That was when she knew something was wrong.

Seeing Wei Zhi on the verge of collapse, Zhou Tong fought down her own unease and said, “Wei Zhi, let’s ask the hotel for the surveillance footage. We’ll find Xinxin—we have to.”

Her words seemed to have an effect. The shattered look in Wei Zhi’s eyes gradually cleared. She stood up again, took a few deep breaths, and struggled to rein in her crumbling emotions. After a few steps, her legs felt weak, and tears spilled down her cheeks despite her efforts. She hated her own helplessness. If only she were stronger, more attentive—Xinxin wouldn’t be in danger, and maybe her mother wouldn’t have died either.

Zhou Tong stepped forward to support her. Both knew time was of the essence and hurried to the hotel front desk. After explaining the situation, the receptionist seemed hesitant, claiming such actions didn’t comply with regulations.

Despite Zhou Tong’s persistent pleas, the staff remained unyielding.

Wei Zhi had now fully regained her composure. She understood that under normal circumstances, hotels wouldn’t allow access to surveillance footage without police involvement—unless one was part of the hotel staff.

Taking out her phone, she drew a deep breath, steadying her voice before making the call. The line connected almost immediately.

“Uncle Zhou, are you familiar with the hot spring resort in Jiangcheng’s outskirts?”

“Young Miss, after you left for university in Jiangcheng, I made it a point to acquaint myself with the local affairs. The owner of that resort has some business dealings with us,” came Uncle Zhou’s composed reply.

“A friend of mine is in trouble there. I need access to the surveillance footage—by any means necessary, and as quickly as possible.” Her voice carried an edge. “If anything happens to my friend here, the consequences will be severe.”

“Understood,” Uncle Zhou responded gravely, immediately recognizing the urgency. The Young Miss had never spoken in such a tone before.

The wait felt interminable, like a vortex spinning faster and faster, gnawing at Wei Zhi’s rationality, teetering on the brink of collapse.

She was certain Gu Mingxi was behind this. Over the years, in her vendetta against Wei Shenghong, Gu had clashed fiercely with the Wei Group in business, resorting to ruthless tactics. Beyond that, during those dark days, Gu had repeatedly driven Wei Zhi into desperate corners. The timing of her appearance now was too coincidental—how could Xin Xin have gotten into trouble right after that warning?