Wedding Night! A Regretful Marriage to Her Disabled Rival!

Chapter 267 - 267: The Wife Chasing Crematorium

Chapter 267 - 267: The Wife Chasing Crematorium

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Inside the car, Huo Sicheng watched Gu Qingcheng’s frustrated and furious demeanor, a trace of bitterness crossing his eyes as he sighed.

Gu Qingcheng, seeing Huo Sicheng sitting in the car and not coming out, kicked the car door again.

“Huo Sicheng, get out of the car,” she demanded.

The driver, Ah Qing, got out of the car anxiously.

“Madam, you’re blocking the door. The young master can’t get out,” he explained carefully. “The other door is too close to a pillar and can’t be opened.”

In her anger, Gu Qingcheng didn’t care about what was blocking the car door.

She turned her unfounded rage towards Ah Qing: “Aren’t you talking too much? How did you drive? Your young master asked you to follow me, and you just tail my car? You…”

“Madam, it’s a misunderstanding,” Ah Qing said with a face full of grievance. “This is the only road back to Wanmei Villa. I wasn’t intentionally following you. And the young master didn’t order me to follow you. You’re misunderstanding the young master.”

Gu Qingcheng’s anger dissipated as she looked at the road, realizing it was indeed the only way back to Wanmei Villa.

She… had misunderstood Huo Sicheng…

But the thought of apologizing to Huo Sicheng was out of the question.

“Hmph!” She stubbornly retorted, “Since it’s the way back to Wanmei Villa, why did you stop when I stopped? Isn’t that still tailing?”

“Madam, you’re mistaken,” Ah Qing explained again. “I intended to drive past, but the road is so narrow. When I saw you open the car door, I braked to avoid hitting you. Then you came over and kicked the door, so I turned off the engine and got out to explain.”

Hearing Ah Qing’s logical explanation, Gu Qingcheng realized how irrational and unreasonable she’d just been.

Embarrassed but stubborn, she huffed at Ah Qing. “Don’t follow me.”

Turning around, she prepared to drive away.

“Madam,” Ah Qing called out to Huo Sicheng, “Please take the medicine before you go. The young master is worried about your health. He went to great lengths to bring you the medicine, and before he left, he even asked the young master to coax you back home. If you don’t return to the villa, you still need to take the medicine. Don’t let the young master’s concern go to waste.”

Upon seeing the medicine, Gu Qingcheng turned to leave, not wanting to take the medicine prepared by Huo Sicheng.

But then she paused when she heard Ah Qing mention the young master’s fuss. She had no doubt that Huo Xuan must’ve been tormenting Huo Sicheng, and he probably wanted her to return to the villa or to come and pick her up after she was done.

Huo Xuan would definitely not be safe with Huo Sicheng if he followed her. Knowing her son went through all this trouble, she couldn’t bear to make him worry.

She reluctantly took the medicine, swallowing the bitter pills with a grimace.

“Go back and tell the baby that his mother is going to be busy for a while. Once I’m free, I’ll accompany him. Perhaps this will help him concentrate on his classes.”

Seeing Gu Qingcheng take the medicine, Ah Qing visibly relaxed and offered her some candy.

“Green tangerine flavor, specially made by the baker for madam on the young master’s request.”

Gu Qingcheng took a piece of candy, its sweet and sour taste alleviating the bitterness of the medicine, easing her frown.

“I get it.”

Ah Qing watched Gu Qingcheng drive away, then happily opened the rear car door and said, “Young master, madam took the medicine and candy you prepared.”

Huo Sicheng, half-hidden in the dim light, slowly unclenched his fist resting on the armrest, revealing his inner worry and relief for Gu Qingcheng.

“I saw it,” he said in a low, magnetic voice.

Ah Qing respectfully asked, “Do we return to the villa now?”

After a moment of silence, Huo Sicheng said softly, “Let’s go back to the villa first.

“Yes, young master.”

On her way back, Gu Qingcheng received a call from Fu Nanjue, feeling both surprised and unsurprised.

What was unexpected was for Fu Nanjue to call her suddenly at night. She had already given him full jurisdiction over Ziyu’s case.

It was unsurprising, though, as she still hadn’t given him an answer, even after she had visited the law office to see the inheritance documents. Fu Nanjue had been waiting for her response for a long time.

She answered the call, “Hi, Mr. Fu.”

Fu Nanjue’s magnetic and pleasant voice came through, “I hope I’m not disturbing you by contacting you.”

Gu Qingcheng: “No, you’re not.”

Fu Nanjue’s voice was gentle: “Do you have time for a coffee tonight?”

Gu Qingcheng glanced at the time, to find that it was only seven in the evening. She thought for a moment, “I can’t sleep if I drink coffee at night. How about I invite you for floral tea instead?”

“You pick the place, and I’ll be there,” Fu Nanjue responded.

Gu Qingcheng chose a familiar tea house.

She arrived first and sat in a private room by the lake, looking out at the night scene. Memories of her past life uncontrollably surged into her mind.

The Peach Lotus Cup incident, her kidney failure and Huo Sicheng’s donation, Ziyu’s suicide, and then her accident and Huo Sicheng’s blood transfusion…

After her rebirth, the timeline was disrupted, and though these events would reoccur, she couldn’t predict when.

Perhaps it was the calm or thinking of Huo Sicheng saving her life multiple times, that she tried to clear his image from her mind, but at that moment, he completely occupied her thoughts.

She murmured his name with a look of pain and longing, “Huo Sicheng…”

At that moment, Fu Nanjue entered the room. Seeing Gu Qingcheng with her back to him, he said warmly, “Have you been waiting long?”

Gu Qingcheng’s thoughts were instantly interrupted. She quickly masked her sadness with a calm expression and turned to Fu Nanjue.

Fu Nanjue, dressed in a black suit, looked elegant and handsome with his tall frame and bright, gentle eyes.

“Not long, I just arrived,” Gu Qingcheng said with a slight smile. “Please, have a seat.”

Fu Nanjue sat opposite her and said, “It seems you haven’t been here long, you haven’t even ordered tea.”

“Wait for you to order,” Gu Qingcheng handed him the menu. “I’ll have whatever you’re having.”

Fu Nanjue handed the menu back to her, “Ladies first, your choice.”

Gu Qingcheng didn’t refuse and chose oolong tea.

She stated confidently, “You wanted to see me about the inheritance, right?”

“Yes,” Fu Nanjue leaned back comfortably, “It’s been a long time since you visited my practice. I wonder if you’ve revisited the copies I gave you. Maybe my explanation wasn’t clear enough last time, which is why you haven’t gotten back to me.”

Gu Qingcheng’s expression stiffened slightly. The last time Fu Nanjue prepared the inheritance documents for her, Huo Sicheng had seen them, leading to a confrontation between them.

Fu Nanjue then asked Gu Qingcheng, “Is Mr.. Huo still your designated heir?”