Tonight, Hong Kong's Mists Are Drunk with Love

A cool and classical beauty, a fallen socialite, against an untamed and roguish Hong Kong scion. Five years after their breakup, Gu Xiangsi never expected to encounter her first love again upon ret...

Chapter 11 The dog’s paws are about to touch your face, don’t you know how to dodge?

Chapter 11 The dog’s paws are about to touch your face, don’t you know how to dodge?

"You better pray you never end up in my hands."

After saying that, he stood up suddenly and strode away.

It was not until he sat in the back seat of the taxi that Gu Xiangsi dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

A belated realization of fear washed over her. She had just been pulling hair from a tiger's mouth, frantically testing Fu Sinian's bottom line.

I wonder if that blurt-out remark will make this man even more disgusted with her?

Just thinking about his sarcastic words and the fact that he asked her to be available at any time because of that matter, she was basically like his personal servant.

Gu Xiangsi was holding back his anger, after all, even a clay figure has its own temperament.

The next day, Gu Xiangsi was awakened by a nightmare.

The vicious look of Fu Sinian strangling her neck in the dream left her with lingering fear.

She went directly to Chen Hui's office.

"What's this, Manager Gu?" Chen Hui glanced at the documents on the desk and frowned slightly.

"Resignation report."

Gu Xiangsi's words were concise and to the point.

Chen Hui sighed knowingly, the words that angered Fu Sinian at yesterday's banquet were still fresh in his mind.

"Xiao Gu, it's time to control your temper. If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me."

Gu Xiangsi nodded in thanks, and after Chen Hui signed, she returned to her workstation to pack up her things.

Several colleagues who were familiar with each other gathered around, their eyes full of reluctance.

"It's not like we're leaving Hong Kong City, so we can have a meal together when we have time."

At the intersection of Central Boulevard in Hong Kong, Special Assistant Li suddenly exclaimed in Cantonese.

"Ah, isn't that Miss Gu?"

The person in the back seat had his eyes half closed. When he heard the sound, he opened his eyelids and slowly looked out the window.

Gu Xiangsi placed a cardboard box on the edge of the trash can.

The assistant muttered casually: "Did Miss Gu resign or was she fired..." Before he could say the word "fire", he noticed the sudden drop in air pressure in the car and hurriedly shut his mouth.

The man looked out the window again and saw Gu Xiangsi answering the phone with an anxious look on her face while running quickly towards the intersection to stop a car.

"Li Xiaoyao, your face is full of curiosity."

Special Assistant Li: “…”

Do I have it? It’s obviously you, Master…

I glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror and only heard a slight sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

The young master closed his eyes again.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When will the young master's insomnia be cured?

It was him who immediately understood the young master's meaning. It was just a coincidence that they had the same destination as Miss Gu.

Half an hour later, the car slowly stopped in front of the hospital.

As soon as Gu Xiangsi turned the corner of the inpatient corridor, she saw Song Ping and Chen Fang blocking the door of the room.

The two men stood facing her, staring at her intently, obviously having been waiting for her.

She clenched the bag in her hand and took a step forward: "Uncle and aunt, what are you doing?"

"Where's the money?" Chen Fang stretched out her hand.

"Let me see grandma first."

The three of them were in a stalemate for a while before Song Ping and Chen Fang reluctantly made way.

Gu Xiangsi took a deep breath and reached out to push open the door of the ward. This was her first time stepping into a ward in this nursing home.

If Song Ping's son hadn't gotten into trouble and needed money, and she hadn't asked to see the old lady, they wouldn't have told her the address.

Lin Xiu curled up in a blue and white striped quilt, her skinny wrists wrapped in light blue bandages, her face as pale as a piece of thin paper.

"Grandma."

Gu Xiangsi's throat tightened and her voice trembled.

Lin Xiu's cloudy eyes slowly turned around, and after seeing the person in front of the bed, she said, "Sisi, is that you?"

"Grandma, do you recognize me?"

Gu Xiangsi's eyes were hot.

Lin Xiu nodded slightly and stretched out her hand tremblingly.

Gu Xiangsi hurriedly held it and put it on her face: "Grandma, I will definitely find a way to cure you and take you home when the time comes."

Lin Xiu's lips curled up into a smile, "Kid, are they using me to force you to pay again?"

"It's okay, grandma. I can handle it."

Gu Xiangsi held Lin Xiu's hand tighter, "Just cooperate with the treatment and wait for me."

Lin Xiu nodded slowly and rubbed her face gently with her withered fingers.

Gu Xiangsi waited until Lin Xiu fell into a deep sleep, tucked in the quilt, and then tiptoed out of the ward.

As soon as the door closed, Song Ping and Chen Xiu came over, and four pairs of hands stretched out in front of her at the same time.

Gu Xiangsi was afraid that her grandma would hear it, so she took the person to the balcony.

"Where's the money? Hurry up." Song Ping said in a hoarse voice.

“I didn’t raise any.”

Chen Xiu suddenly screamed in a shrill voice: "Your heartless father! He ran away with the money from our supermarket. It's all gone!"

These words made Gu Xiangsi so angry that she laughed.

If my father hadn't invested money for my mother's sake, how would they have had the supermarket? Now they're putting all the blame on others.

"Gu Xiangsi, don't be ungrateful! Do you believe that I will go to your company to make trouble?" Song Ping threatened with his eyes wide open.

"Whatever. I already quit anyway."

"Also, uncle and aunt, if you can't take care of grandma, give me her custody."

Chen Fang spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and Gu Xiangsi dodged to the side.

"Mom and Dad! Save me!"

Song Hefan stumbled up the stairs.

He rushed to her, his hoodie tilted to the back of his head, and finger marks on his face, "Sister, help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five men with tattoos on their arms came up lazily.

Wu Liang, the leader, looked her up and down with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes filled with amazement. "Is this your sister? If you had told me she was so pretty earlier, why would you have bothered to tell me?"

He reached out to hook Gu Xiangsi's chin, but she turned her head away and said, "Have fun with us brothers. Your brother's 100,000 debt will be written off."

Song Hefan suddenly rushed over and begged her: "Sister! Just... just consider it as helping me this time!"

Gu Xiangsi was pulled and staggered, and her lower back hit the fire hydrant. She hissed and endured the pain.

The thugs behind Wu Liang whistled.

"Sister! You can't just stand by and watch me die!" Song Hefan's face was covered with snot and tears, and he held Gu Xiangsi's arm tightly.

"I am the only child of the Song family!"

Gu Xiangsi's temples were throbbing, and she dug her nails into her palms to restrain herself from pushing him away.

"He owes you money, ask him for it."

She turned to leave, but the other person stood in front of her with a lewd smile on his face.

"In a hurry to leave, little beauty?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand that smelled of cigarettes reached out to her face.

A dark shadow suddenly pressed over.

Gu Xiangsi's wrist was grabbed with considerable force. The next second, the world spun around and she fell into an embrace filled with a cold, woody scent.

Her back was pressed against his firm chest, and she could even feel the curve of his tense muscles. When she looked up, she met his icy eyes, which were filled with a sinister intent that she could not understand.

"The dog's paw is about to touch your face, don't you know how to dodge?"

He gritted his teeth, his tone poisoned, "Do you still think you deserve to touch this kind of stuff?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand around her waist suddenly loosened, and with an irresistible force, he pushed her backwards. Then, with a dull "bang", Fu Sinian threw a right hook at Wu Liang's face.

Amid the crisp sound of bones colliding, Wu Liang staggered and fell into the garbage can like a broken sack, and the rotten water mixed with garbage splashed all over the floor.

Gu Xiangsi heard a scream, but his sight was blocked by the tall figure.

He leaned slightly to the side, and two buttons of his shirt were ripped open by the movement, revealing his clearly defined collarbone. The hand that had just held her still had red marks from the force.

Just like a few years ago, when she was blocked by gangsters at the alley entrance, it was this figure who stood in front of her with the same cruelty, but when he turned around, he used his calloused fingertips to clumsily wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Gu Xiangsi's breathing paused, and her heart seemed to be gripped by something, even her fingertips felt numb.

The thugs were so scared that their faces turned pale. They took three steps back and bumped into the wall, looking at Fu Sinian as if they had seen a ghost.

Gu Xiangsi heard a scream, and a tall man stood in front of her.

Just like a few years ago, when she was harassed and bullied by other hooligans, he stood up for her.

Gu Xiangsi's thoughts were in a trance for a moment.

The faces of several thugs suddenly changed, and they took three steps back and bumped into the wall.

"Who dares to hit me?"

Wu Liang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and started cursing. However, his pupils suddenly shrank when he heard the assistant say a certain name. His accomplice dragged him away, and before leaving, he gritted his teeth at Song Hefan: "Three days! If you can't pay the money, you wait!"

Fu Sinian glanced at Song Hefan and the others huddled in the corner, his eyebrows raised fiercely: "Your relatives?"

He looked away in disgust, a sneer escaping his throat, as if looking any longer would be dirty.

Just as Gu Xiangsi was about to speak, Chen Fang suddenly squeezed in front of her and pointed her finger at her nose.

"Hey, you have money to support a gigolo, but no money to take care of your relatives? Aren't you afraid that your mother will crawl out of her grave and poke you in the spine?

And your grandma is lying in the hospital ward, and you are doing all these shady things!"

"Gioco?"

Fu Sinian's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.