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Chapter 111: Side Story – Wedding 3 Part 1


“Have you found the contact information yet?”

Yu Rui guessed that Zhou Chiyu couldn’t find it and continued, “Let’s settle it with a flat price. How much are you trying to extort from me?”

Zhou Chiyu’s brows furrowed tightly as he reiterated, “I told you, I’m not extorting money from you.”

At that moment, Yu Rui’s father heard that his son had gotten into a conflict with someone and hurried over. He didn’t recognize the slender boy in front of him, but he felt like he had seen him somewhere before.

“What happened?” Yu Xiong’en deliberately lowered his voice. “This is Mr. Lin’s manor. If you’re going to cause a scene, at least pick the right occasion.”

After Yu Rui explained the whole story to Yu Xiong’en, Yu Xiong’en sized up Zhou Chiyu. “Whose child are you?”

Zhou Chiyu’s expression remained cold. “Does it matter whose child I am to this incident?”

Though Yu Xiong’en wasn’t a prominent businessman in the city, he knew plenty of influential figures. This was the first time he had been snapped at by some young punk.

“You’re claiming this brooch is worth way too much. Call your parents over. I suspect you’re trying to blackmail us.”

“I’m not blackmailing you.” Zhou Chiyu tried to explain, but he was interrupted by footsteps from behind.

“Little Fish.”

Gu Yuan’s arrival broke the stalemate. Yu Xiong’en’s gaze lingered for a moment as he quietly observed the relationship between the two.

He had recognized Gu Yuan earlier when he represented the Gu Corporation on stage for the report. He just didn’t know whose child Zhou Chiyu was.

Zuo Feng watched Gu Yuan’s worried expression, his attention fixed on the hands resting on Zhou Chiyu’s shoulders.

His intuition told him they were lovers.

“Brother, he broke the brooch Auntie gave me.” Zhou Chiyu pulled it out from his pocket and showed it to Gu Yuan. “He bumped into me, so the brooch fell off. Then he kicked it, and it shattered.”

Gu Yuan’s brows knitted tightly as he listened, especially when Zhou Chiyu added, “I told them to take it for repairs, and they accused me of blackmail.”

“I understand.” The deep autumn night was chilly, so Gu Yuan rubbed Zhou Chiyu’s cold hands and tucked them into his own pocket. Then, he stared coldly at the Yu father and son ahead. “I’d like to hear how my boyfriend blackmailed you.”

The worst outcome Yu Xiong’en had feared came true. He quickly shot Yu Rui a look and said placatingly, “President Gu, there must be a misunderstanding between us.”

Yu Rui didn’t know Gu Yuan’s background and felt indignant, but with his father’s restraint, he could only swallow his anger for the time being.

“What misunderstanding? That your son didn’t bump into him first and damage the brooch after? Or that you didn’t use the word ‘blackmail’?” Gu Yuan’s gaze was as sharp as a knife, colder than the deep autumn pond water. “In that case, let’s check the surveillance footage.”

Yu Xiong’en grew more diffident by the second and jabbed Yu Rui hard. “What exactly happened?!”

When Yu Rui heard they were checking the surveillance, his bravado deflated instantly. “I didn’t mean to do it.”

After Gu Lao heard about the trouble with Zhou Chiyu, he rushed over with his friend Lin Hecheng. From afar, he overheard the Yu father and son’s excuses.

“What happened?”

The low, husky voice cut through the crowd. Everyone turned abruptly to see two elderly men in Zhongshan suits watching them.

The leader, though leaning on a cane, stood ramrod straight, every movement exuding the unspoken authority of long-held power.

More onlookers gathered. When Yu Xiong’en saw who had arrived, he fell silent and stopped arguing with Gu Yuan.

The mere presence of the two aged gentlemen made the surrounding air thicken.

Lin Hecheng looked at Yu Xiong’en with a frown. “How did it escalate like this?”

“Grandpa.” Zhou Chiyu pointed at Yu Rui and recounted the incident to the two men. Gu Lao grew angrier with every word, his aged voice full of vigor. “My grandson has always been an outstanding student. This is the first time I’ve heard someone accuse him of blackmail. I’d like to see how he blackmailed you!”

Yu Xiong’en’s face drained of color. He hurriedly explained, “Chairman Gu, my son was ignorant. We’ll compensate the actual value of this brooch right away!”

“Is compensation enough?”

Gu Yuan’s gaze fell on Zhou Chiyu’s aggrieved expression, his brows furrowing even tighter. “As far as I know, how the brooch was damaged warrants investigation.”

Gu Lao stared intently at Yu Rui and walked toward the father and son.

The rosewood cane tapped steadily on the ground, each step sending tremors through Yu Xiong’en’s nerves.

Zuo Feng quietly asked the person beside him, “Who are they?”

“The former chairman of the Gu Corporation, which used to be the Shanhai Group.”

Zuo Feng naturally knew of that corporation. Their business was mere child’s play compared to the former Shanhai Group.

“If that’s the case, let’s get to the bottom of this.” Gu Lao swept his gaze over the Yu father and son, his tone carrying an undeniable pressure. “If my grandson was truly bullied, I won’t let it rest.”


Fostered at My Childhood Friend’s House with a Hundred Billion Inheritance

Fostered at My Childhood Friend’s House with a Hundred Billion Inheritance

Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese
At four years old, Zhou Chiyu carried a hundred billion inheritance and was entrusted by his grandfather to his grandfather's sworn friend for care, becoming an orphan. Little Chiyu was an optimist who quickly bonded with the younger generation of the Gu Family and became the Little Overlord of the household. But he feared only one person—Gu Yuan. Gu Yuan was Gu Lao's own grandson who had suffered from a severe illness since childhood, took medication long-term, and relied almost entirely on a wheelchair for mobility. The servants warned him that he could provoke anyone, but he must never provoke Gu Yuan. Gazing at the beautiful and aloof Brother, Little Chiyu held a lollipop in his mouth and refused to believe it. Gu Yuan disliked sunlight, so he pushed the wheelchair to bring Gu Yuan to the courtyard and told Gu Yuan the story of seven princesses and a Little Dwarf. Gu Yuan did not like to eat, so he threatened Gu Yuan and sneaked a kitten into Gu Yuan's bed at night. Gu Yuan did not like to talk, so he secretly signed Gu Yuan up for a fairy tale play, where he himself acted as the Little Prince and made Gu Yuan act as the princess. The other children all warned him to stay away from Gu Yuan, but he refused and stayed by Gu Yuan's side all day, becoming his loyal little follower. At Gu Lao's birthday banquet, he was mocked by other children for having no parents. Before the slow-witted him could react, that child was suddenly knocked over by a basketball, clutching his head and crying. Gu Yuan stood up from the wheelchair, his gaze gloomy, pale lips parting: "Try bullying him again." Later, Zhou Chiyu became Gu Yuan's best Good Friend in the world. The good times did not last. At ten years old, Gu Yuan's condition became critical, and he was sent to the USA for treatment. Zhou Chiyu cried until he became a tearful mess, secretly making wishes every night in Gu Yuan's bed, hoping the other would live to a ripe old age. Eight years passed in a flash. Zhou Chiyu was admitted to Qing University and became the school's acknowledged great beauty with countless pursuers. One day, a friend mentioned that a devastatingly handsome exchange student from the USA had arrived in the Math Department and dragged him to see the Handsome Guy. In the corridor, he was stopped by the Architecture Department's Campus Heartthrob holding a gift, intending to confess. The surrounding classmates hooted and took photos, the atmosphere thick with romance. At that moment, the legendary USA exchange student walked through the crowd with a stern face, publicly took Zhou Chiyu's hand, and glanced at the Campus Heartthrob: "Sorry, he's not interested in you." The people in the corridor were dumbfounded, erupting into gossipy chatter. That evening, the tall and imposing Gu Yuan held Zhou Chiyu's hand, his expression cherishing it immensely: "When did I ever lie? When you were little, you clamored every day to crawl into my bed—have you forgotten?"

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