When she was ten, she had chickenpox and couldn't shake the high fever. Gu Yanting held her all night long.
In the year she turned twelve, she fell from a tree and broke her leg. Every night, she was in so much pain she couldn't sleep. He pushed aside his company work to be with her every day. When she lost her appetite, he would cook appetizers himself just to coax her to eat. When she was in discomfort, he would pull her into bed, just wanting her to forget the pain, even if all she remembered was hating him.
Zhuo Ya thought Gu Yanting was mocking her. In a fit of rage, she fiercely bit down on Gu Yanting's shoulder.
Gu Yanting looked down at Zhuo Ya, who was like a little wolf cub, without pushing her away. Holding the woman's waist, his body swayed.
He entrusted her with his lineage, warming her with his fiery body until she lost herself.
"Ah Ya, call my name."
"Bastard..."
"Not complying?"
"Gu Yanting, Ah Yan... Ah Yan... Brother..."
Zhuo Ya's hair was disheveled on both sides, the man's hands were on the woman's waist, and his thin lips nuzzled her neck, turning it red.
"Ah Ya, keep calling my name."
Zhuo Ya's beautiful eyes were full of grievance.
"You're bad."
"Good, I'm bad, my little darling is the best."
"It hurts, stop it."
"It will be over in a moment."
"You always deceive me."
The man's mouth, a deceiving ghost.
In the end, Zhuo Ya couldn't hold out and was completely devoured, leaving nothing behind.
Two hours later, Zhuo Ya came to her senses, realizing she had an important law class to attend soon. She blushed, and while Gu Yanting was dressing her, she grumbled at him with a tone of complaint, "It's all your fault."
"I have social engagements tonight and will be home late. You must be at the villa by ten."
Gu Yanting didn't take her complaints to heart. After he finished dressing her, he kissed her furrowed brow and then commanded her.
This commanding tone made Zhuo Ya feel quite discontent.
She clenched her teeth and said through gritted teeth, "I know."
Gu Yanting watched her with a face full of reluctant acceptance, a shadow of discontent on his handsome face.
He grasped Zhuo Ya's chin and brought his face close to hers, his intensely warm breath caressing her face.
Zhuo Ya stiffened, looking at Gu Yanting.
After so much turmoil just now, did Gu Yanting want to continue humiliating her?
Thinking this, Zhuo Ya trembled all over.
Gu Yanting, sensing what Zhuo Ya was thinking, tightened his grip on her chin, reminding her with pain, "Zhuo Ya, remember, you are my woman. Don't try to provoke me."
"Get out of the car."
Zhuo Ya endured the pain, her heart filled with raging anger.
The hand on her chin loosened, and the man, expressionless, scolded her.
Zhuo Ya, fighting off the discomfort, got out of the car.
As the car door closed, Gu Yanting drove off, leaving a trail of dust behind.
Zhuo Ya was sprayed with exhaust fumes, her delicate face showing a look of despair.
What was she to do to leave Gu Yanting's side?
Would she have to be under Gu Yanting's control for a lifetime?
"Zhuo Ya, what's wrong? You look terrible."
As Zhuo Ya was engulfed in her pain, someone gave her a hard pat on the shoulder. Startled, Zhuo Ya turned around to see her good friend Zhong Ling standing behind her.
"The car that just left, the license plate looked like Gu Yanting's? Why did you get out of President Fu's car?"
Zhuo Ya's nerves were struck by Zhong Ling's words; her body trembled violently, and her face instantly turned pale.
"Zhuo Ya, what's wrong with you?"
Perhaps because Zhuo Ya looked so strange, Zhong Ling reached out and poked Zhuo Ya's face as she called out to her.
Zhuo Ya replied with a stiff face, "It's... it's nothing, that person isn't President Fu, I don't know President Fu."
After saying that, Zhuo Ya walked straight towards the classroom.
Zhong Ling looked on in confusion as Zhuo Ya walked away.
Why did she get the feeling that Zhuo Ya was conspicuously denying something obvious?
Could it be that she knew President Fu?
A hidden rich girl?
Eighty percent of the students at Zhuo Ya's school were children from powerful and influential families in the capital, while the remaining twenty percent were there due to their academic excellence.
And Zhuo Ya was one of them.
Zhong Ling and Zhuo Ya had been classmates since middle school and all through college; coming from a wealthy family, she had always taken good care of Zhuo Ya.
But the scene from just now made Zhong Ling start to doubt Zhuo Ya.
She suspected Zhuo Ya of deceiving her.
Meanwhile, Zhuo Ya, who was hurrying to the classroom, hadn't even stepped through the door when a hand viciously pulled her aside into a storage room.
"Mmph."
It took Zhuo Ya a moment to react before she was forcefully pushed up against the wall.
Her cheek hit the wall, causing Zhuo Ya to gasp in pain.
"Why don't you dare tell Zhong Ling about your relationship with my brother? You're nothing but a beggar raised by my brother."
Xiaoxiao grabbed Zhuo Ya's hair and slammed her head against the wall.
Zhuo Ya screamed in agony and lifted her foot, kicking towards Xiaoxiao.
"Let me go."
"Oh? Getting in bed with my brother and now you're different, daring to resist me?"
Xiaoxiao sneered when she saw Zhuo Ya not just taking the beating but actually resisting, and she ramped up her efforts to hit Zhuo Ya.
Zhuo Ya had always been bullied by Xiaoxiao over the years and had been enduring it for a long time.
"Ah."
Xiaoxiao punched and kicked at Zhuo Ya, thinking she would let herself be hit like before, but this time Zhuo Ya wasn't going to let Xiaoxiao beat her as in the past; she grabbed Xiaoxiao's hair, and imitating what Xiaoxiao had done to her, she slammed Xiaoxiao's head against the wall to let her experience the pain of being beaten.
Xiaoxiao howled in pain, twisting her body and angrily growling at Zhuo Ya, "Zhuo Ya, you little bitch, how dare you hit me? Who do you think you are? Your mother seduced my father back in the day, drove my mother to madness and killed my father, you spawn of a whore."
"You think my brother slept with you because he liked you? I'll tell you, he merely played with you, and you seriously consider yourself important."
"Xiaoxiao, your mouth is really foul."
Zhuo Ya, hearing Xiaoxiao's unreserved curses, her eyes cold, raised her hand and gave Xiaoxiao a good slap across the face.
Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in fury as she shouted, "Zhuo Ya. I'm going to kill you."
Zhuo Ya, refusing to show weakness, fought back against Xiaoxiao.
As a pampered young lady, Xiaoxiao couldn't compare to Zhuo Ya in a fight. During their brawl, they were discovered by classmates and eventually separated, and both were sent to the principal's office.
No one in the entire school knew that Zhuo Ya belonged to Gu Yanting.
But it was common knowledge throughout the school that Xiaoxiao was the young lady of the Gu Family, so the principal, not daring to offend Xiaoxiao, could only demand Zhuo Ya to kneel and apologize to Xiaoxiao.
"Just kneel?"
Xiaoxiao, covering her face marred by Zhuo Ya's scratches, glared at Zhuo Ya with fiery eyes.
"Miss Gu, what would she need to do for you to forgive her?"
"Lick my shoes clean."
Xiaoxiao sat in front of Zhuo Ya with a cold smile, took off her shoes, and threw them in front of Zhuo Ya.