"Three... Third Young Master... I just followed... I just followed the orders from above..."
Gu Tianyu tore open his clothes, revealing the STV Television Station logo inside.
He then searched through his own pockets, pulling out a black device, a listening device.
The reporter blurted out everything: "I... I just wanted to understand your day-to-day life, Third Young Master, to do a special report. I didnât expect to accidentally discover Mrs. Guâs identity, and... and once this big news broke, the higher-ups definitely wanted to continue the story. Third Young Master... I was wrong, please spare meâ"
The listening device was thrown to the ground and ferociously crushed. "I think you people are tired of living!"
"Is the Third Young Master always like this?"
"What do you mean?" the driver asked.
Even if misunderstood, he wouldnât explain; even if falsely accused, he wouldnât remove the blame.
If he truly liked Qianxun, wouldnât he want to avoid her misunderstandings?
Clearly, it wasnât his doing. Couldnât he just deny it in front of her, why accept it by default?
Or did he think that even if he denied it, Qianxun wouldnât believe him?
An Haoâs gaze shifted from Gu Tianyu to the back of the car.
Another car stopped by the roadside, and out came Gu Liancheng!
Was he here to find Qianxun?
...
"Brother, how did you know where I am?"
Shang Jingyang turned his head and glanced at her, smiling, "The whole world knows where you are."
"..."
The whole world again.
Sigh...
It looked like someone was live-streaming her and Gu Tianyu on Weibo.
"How did you get involved with Gu Tianyu?"
"I donât know," Eleven shrugged, "I think he installed a GPS on me. He appears in front of me from time to time and always gets me into trouble."
It had been the same way last time. This time too, last time just as his rumored girlfriend, this time it directly exposed her identity.
Now, she had been thoroughly exposed. Not a layer of her disguised identity remained.
How would she manage going out in the future? So many people knew her, she feared they would talk ill of her.
Shang Jingyangâs phone rang, yet he didnât answer but hung up.
"Arenât you taking the call?"
It occurred to her that Gu Tianyuâs phone had been constantly ringing, probably his assistant Guan Zhi trying to alert him that they had become a hot topic on Weibo? Who knows that Gu Tianyu never answered.
Now, Shang Jingyang wasnât answering either.
Why did they both have the habit of not taking calls?
"Spam call," he said and then lowered the screen, "Have you eaten already? Where do you want to go?"
Eleven thought for a moment: "Yan Xi Dojo."
She wasnât sure if Feiâer was there, but even if she wasnât, Sister Yanxi would surely provide her a place to stay for the night.
...
"Go inside, Iâll wait here for you."
"No need; Iâm staying here tonight. Sister Yanxi, Song Yanxi, the Young Mistress of the Song Family, runs this dojo, so you can rest easy."
"Alright then."
"Thank you, brother, for always silently helping me."
"What foolishness," Shang Jingyang ruffled her hair, "Iâm your brother, of course, I have to protect you. I owe you this for over the past ten years, and I need to find a way to repay you."
He didnât owe her...
It wasnât his fault concerning her matters, no one could blame him.
Shang Jingyang watching her, held back his words, and in the end, didnât tell her about their mother, but smiled instead: "Alright, youâve had enough stress for today, get inside and rest early."
"Bye."
Yan Xi Dojo was closed at night.
They were already cleaning up inside, and it would be closed in half an hour.
"Sister Yanxi!"
"Ah, Eleven, why are you here? Feiâer isnât here," Song Yanxi blinked, "she went on a date with Xiuxia."