Gu Xinzhou paced anxiously around the restroom.
Her restless demeanor resembled an ant on a hot pan.
She hated!
She absolutely hated Song Zhen!
This perverted bastard, this scum, this son of a bitch!
Why won't he just die! Just die! Just die!
"Why do you keep interfering in my life over and over again?"
"Why won't you leave me any way out? Wuu wuu wuu~ Why?"
"I merely loved you. I haven't committed any unforgivable sins. Why do you have to push me like this?"
"Wuu wuu~ Wuu wuu wuu~"
Gu Xinzhou broke down emotionally.
But thinking of McDull, who was far away in Italy, the instinct of a mother's resilience was also sparked amidst despair.
She wiped her face clean and, gritting her teeth, dialed Song Zhen's number.
Song Zhen had left the Gu Family residence.
Strangely, this number hadn't been contacted for many years.
But, just the thought of calling Song Zhen made her remember every single digit as if she had just learned them today.
The call was quickly answered: "Zhouzhou?"
The phone displayed an overseas number from Italy.
And any work colleague who knew his private number, he had saved their names.
Without a saved name, it could only be her.
Gu Xinzhou asserted, "I want to see you, without dad and sister, without anyone else, just you! I need to talk to you!"
"Oh?" Song Zhen seemed puzzled. "Who was it that said they hated me, felt disgusted upon seeing me, and didn't want to ever meet me again?"
Gu Xinzhou really wanted to smash her phone!
She felt that making this call was truly demeaning!
Song Zhen quickly said again, "Fifteen minutes later, wait for me in the courtyard. I'll drive back, you get in the car."
Gu Xinzhou responded, "Okay."
Song Zhen made a call to Gu Yibo, saying he was taking Gu Xinzhou to see an old traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who had profound knowledge of treating stomach diseases, and he would personally bring her back after the appointment.
Gu Yibo did not suspect anything.
Seeing his daughter actually changed clothes and headed out the door with her bag, a look of radiance appeared on his face, "Go with Song Zhen! Take a good look at your stomach illness, and strive to get well soon!"
Hearing this, Gu Xinzhou knew Song Zhen must have made up something.
Gu Xinfei stepped forward, "Zhouzhou, you don't look very well. Do you want your sister to accompany you?"
She had thought that after Gu Xinzhou beat up Song Zhen and ruined his suit, there was no way Song Zhen could bear such a vulgar and filthy woman.
Yet unexpectedly, Song Zhen still wanted to take her to see a doctor?
Gu Xinfei couldn't help but sneer inwardly: It seems that the feelings between Song Zhen and Gu Xinzhou are quite deep!
It was... infuriating!
Gu Xinzhou shook her head, smiling, "Sis, I can go by myself. It's just a stomach problem. If too many people go, they'll think I've got a terminal illness."
"Nonsense!" Gu Yibo immediately said, "Go on, go! Xinfei, let Zhouzhou go by herself."
Gu Xinfei gently said, "Alright, Zhouzhou, you can't be willful or get angry at Song Zhen anymore, understand?"
Gu Xinzhou replied, "I understand."
Before leaving, Gu Xinzhou looked back at Gu Xinfei and asked, "Sis, will you marry Song Zhen?"
Gu Yibo laughed upon hearing this.
He and Song Zhen's father already had an understanding.
This marriage was almost a sure thing.
Gu Xinfei's face showed a hint of shyness, "Actually, coming back this time, I find that Song Zhen is quite good, maybe I didn't see his good side before."
She said nothing more.
But Gu Xinzhou understood: Her sister must have started to like Song Zhen.
Without saying a word, Gu Xinzhou walked out of the villa.
Song Zhen's flashy royal blue Bugatti was pompously parked at the entrance of the courtyard.