Chapter 7: Imposter

She now finally understood why this woman was able to transform herself from a servant to Jiang Yanbai's side.

Everything is just climbing up on one's own blood and tears.

All the inexplicable misunderstandings and the trust that was taken away over the years were caused by Lin Qing!

Lin Qing gritted his teeth and took two steps closer to the bed. However, he was afraid that Gu Miaomiao would suddenly go crazy, so he dared to stay at a safe distance and look down at her from above.

"So what? Even if you tell it, no one will believe you, a vicious woman! Brother Yanbai certainly won't believe it!"

Lin Qing had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with sinisterness and jealousy.

Reluctance, dissatisfaction, and disdain—all written on his face.

Beneath this skin lies a poisonous snake or scorpion that will one day devour all obstacles!

Gu Miaomiao's eyes darkened suddenly, and she leaned forward slightly. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed a lock of Lin Qing's hair, pulling her close to her ear. "Whether he believes it or not is beyond my control, but you should worry about yourself first."

"ah!"

Lin Qing screamed, and seeing a tuft of black hair fall from her palm, she took several steps back in fear. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her chin trembled uncontrollably.

"Madman! You are such a lunatic! I'm going to tell Brother Yanbai!"

"oh?"

Gu Miaomiao glanced over, her almond-shaped eyes shining brightly.

A soft laugh escaped his lips, as nonchalant as a cat playing with a mouse.

"There are even crazier ones you haven't seen yet."

She was physically weak, but her spirit was not diminished at all.

She slowly stood up from the edge of the bed, approaching the other person with a sense of oppression with every step.

"If you dare to complain, I will arrest you, pull out all your hair, and let you experience pain and humiliation!"

Lin Qing ran away with his head in his hands, knocking over chairs along the way as he rushed out of the ward in a panic. The door slammed shut and he was no longer seen.

"Sure enough, with this little courage, you still dare to pretend to be an angel?"

The room returned to silence, leaving only the smell of disinfectant lingering in the air, and the mess of hair left on the floor from the tearing.

Gu Miaomiao used too much force and felt a dull pain in her forehead. She felt dizzy and fell back to the pillow weakly, soon falling into a coma.

When I woke up, it was already late.

But no matter how gentle the temperature was, it couldn't melt the remaining coldness and fatigue in the body - it was as if every nerve was soaked in ice water, twitching and numb. I couldn't tell where it hurt, but my whole body felt uncomfortable and I wanted to cry, but no tears could come out.

The ward door opened again, a breeze wafting in, carrying the smell of tobacco, and the familiar, yet repulsive, sound of footsteps approaching the bed. He was wearing a neatly tailored suit, placing the insulated box heavily on the bedside table. His dark, inky eyes shone back without any warmth.

"Stop pretending, get up and eat and accompany me to the dinner party."

She was too lazy to respond to his orders, and used her arms to support her body and sit up. She looked at the man with an indifferent look.

"I'm not feeling well, so I won't go."

The rejection was decisive and clear, without any unnecessary explanation or begging.

In this world of people, she had long learned how to hide her weakness and hold on to her dignity until the very last moment - even if she was torn to pieces in the next second, she would never let them see her miserable appearance when she was unable to live or die!

Jiang Yanbai's tone was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"This is an order!"

As he spoke, he opened the thermos lunch box.

The aroma of food wafted out, but it failed to arouse Gu Miaomiao's appetite at all.

She just glanced at him lightly, then pulled the quilt over her head.

He looked like a dead person who refused to listen to anything.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Yanbai's eyes, and he reached out and suddenly pulled back the quilt.

The woman under the quilt had her hair messily stuck to her pale cheeks because of this rough action.

"While I can talk to you properly now, you should also have some self-awareness."

The threat is obvious.

Gu Miaomiao looked at the anger swirling in his eyes. His handsome face seemed a little distorted because of his forbearance, and a sense of pleasure arose in her heart.

She slowly sat up with the help of her arms, her hair falling down, revealing her almond-shaped eyes that were still sickly but too clear.

Her eyes were innocent, even a little pitiful.

"It's not impossible for me to attend."

She spoke slowly, her voice hoarse from illness, but every word was clear.

"Unless you promise me to give me freedom."

When Jiang Yanbai heard this, he sneered as if he had heard a huge joke.

Those bottomless black eyes moved back and forth over her body as if he was examining an object.

"free?"

He repeated these two words, with the ending tone rising, full of sarcasm.

"Are you worthy enough?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yanbai picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of rice, and stuffed it directly into Gu Miaomiao's mouth with a rough movement.

The force was so great that it stung the corners of her lips.

"Pooh!"

Gu Miaomiao turned her head and spat out her mouthful of rice without hesitation, splashing it onto the snow-white sheets, which was particularly eye-catching.

"I don't want to eat."

The air pressure around Jiang Yanbai suddenly dropped.

The lunch box was thrown heavily onto the bedside table, making a harsh sound.

The next second, Gu Miaomiao was pulled up by a huge force and thrown hard against the cold wall.

The world was spinning.

Without waiting for her to react, a barrage of kisses had already fallen, rough and fierce with a sense of punishment.

His tongue pried open her teeth and wreaked havoc in her mouth, robbing her of all the air.

“Hmm…”

Gu Miaomiao was overwhelmed by this sudden invasion and the air in her lungs became thinner and thinner.

She pushed against his hard chest, her nails scratching wrinkles in his expensive suit.

"What are you going to do again?!"

She finally broke free and shouted angrily, the corners of her eyes turning red due to lack of oxygen.

"Shut up!"

Jiang Yanbai said this with profound meaning, his eyes dark and filled with a hint of amusement of success.

He stepped back a little, picked up the food again and handed it to Gu Miaomiao.

Her slender fingers pinched the handle of the spoon, and her eyes were slightly raised.

"Not eating?"

He paused, his tone ambiguous and dangerous.

"Do you still want to experience the same feeling as before?"

Gu Miaomiao rubbed her lips, which were red, swollen and stinging from the kiss. It seemed that his domineering aura still lingered there.

A feeling of humiliation swept over me.

She snatched the dishes from his hands and snorted coldly.

"I'll eat it."

Under Jiang Yan's scorching gaze, Gu Miaomiao ate the food almost swallowing it whole.

Her stomach felt a little uneasy, but she suppressed it.

After dinner, she put the bowl and chopsticks aside and stood up, her movements a little stiff.

"You can go now. I need to go back and change my clothes."

"No need."

Jiang Yanbai's voice came faintly.

"Change here."

He snapped his fingers.

The door of the ward opened and Assistant Lin Yi walked in with several people carrying large and small bags.

Lin Yi, Jiang Yanbai's most capable assistant, always acts cautiously, doesn't talk much, but is extremely efficient.

He signaled the people behind him to place the things one by one on the empty bed.

There is a wide variety of dresses, high heels, and jewelry, all of which are the latest styles of the season from top brands.

"These are all custom-made according to Miss Gu's usual dressing style."