Chapter 141 Gu Qianqian’s Visit
In the renovated "President's Wife's Permanent Ownership House" in the urban village, the silence was as dead as a tomb.
She leaned back against the cold sofa base, legs curled up, and clutched the crimson, gold-stamped "Real Estate Certificate" tightly in her arms. The cold hard cover poked her arms, and the heavy weight pressed against her heart, like a red-hot iron, burning her soul and making it twitch.
Genting Highlands 1601.
Permanent property rights.
Frosting Reserve (Freehold Edition)…
Zhao Chen's handwriting, so powerful that it could be seen through the paper, was filled with the familiar clumsy paranoia, and the simple icing sugar jar with an arrow pointing to Genting Highlands replayed over and over in her confused mind.
What is this?
A slap in the face and a mountain of gold?
Use a mansion worth tens of millions to put a golden end to the torn agreement, the bloody retention, and the absurd "fried egg interest"?
Declaring that she, Yu Ling, had completely become a permanent property of his "Icing Reserve"?
The huge feeling of humiliation was like a cold poisonous snake, wrapping around her heart, getting tighter and tighter!
It was sharper than despair, more lingering than anger! She would rather Zhao Chen, like Gu Qianqian had said, was a debt-ridden, vanishing liar! Better than this, being nailed to the pillar of shame as a "pampered" woman in this extravagant way!
Her stomach ached with emptiness, yet she had no desire to eat. Her throat felt dry and raspy, like sandpaper. She clutched the certificate tightly, as if clinging to her last shred of dignity, or perhaps a hot potato, unsure where to throw it.
Just then—
“Ding Dong… Ding Dong… Ding Dong…”
A soft and soothing doorbell sound, like the sound of a spring, suddenly broke the dead silence.
It's not an electronic sound, but a ding-dong sound that imitates a traditional brass doorbell, with a certain deliberate elegance.
Yu Ling's body suddenly stiffened! Her heart instantly rose to her throat!
who?
Zhao Chen? !
No... Impossible... He would just use drones to drop it or send "Bankrupt Pancake Man" to block the door...
She almost held her breath, her eyes fixed on the heavy smart door!
The doorbell stopped ringing.
After a brief silence, a deliberately soft female voice rang out from outside the door, filled with deep concern and a subtle sense of superiority:
"Sister Lingling? Are you in there? I'm Qianqian...Gu Qianqian."
"Can you please open the door? I heard that you... encountered some problems and I was very worried..."
Gu Qianqian? !
These three words were like a poisoned ice spike, fiercely piercing Yu Ling's eardrum! Instantly igniting all the anger and humiliation accumulated in her chest!
How dare she come?!
How did she find this place?!
What was she here for? To see Yu Ling's miserable state after being "abandoned" by Zhao Chen? To see her utterly distraught after being hit by a mountain of gold?!
Enormous rage and a cold fear like a venomous snake staring at her made Yu Ling clench her fists instantly! The hard edges of the property certificate in her arms hurt her! She almost rushed over and yelled at the door to get out!
However, a deep fatigue and an almost masochistic urge to see what else the other party could perform pulled her back.
Gu Qianqian outside the door seemed certain that she was inside, and her voice became even more gentle and pleasant, with just the right amount of worry and sympathy:
"Sister, please open the door... I know you're feeling miserable... It's not worth it for a man like that... I brought you something and I want to chat with you, okay?"
A man like that?
Not worth it?
Yu Ling's heart felt like it had been stabbed! Zhao Chen was a liar and a bastard! But it wasn't Gu Qianqian's turn to judge him, the instigator!
A surge of anger shot up her head! She abruptly stood up from the ground, her vision blacking out from the sheer force of her movements. She stumbled to the door, her fingertips trembling with anger as she pressed hard on the smart door lock's recognition area.
"drop--"
The door opened.
Outside the door, Gu Qianqian looked like a perfect mannequin that had walked off the cover of a fashion magazine.
A perfectly tailored Chanel off-white tweed suit outlined her exquisite figure. A dazzling diamond necklace around her neck set off her exquisitely made-up, flawless face.
In one hand, she was holding a limited edition crocodile leather Birkin, and in the other, she was holding an extremely exquisite insulated basket printed with the logo of a top hotel.
She had a perfect smile of sympathy and concern on her face.
"Oh! Lingling!" Gu Qianqian let out a very soft cry, as if she was frightened by Yu Ling's haggardness.
She immediately stepped forward and reached out to hold Yu Ling's arm, her gesture as intimate as that of two sisters who had been separated for many years.
"Look at you...how did you get yourself into this state? I'm so heartbroken..."
Yu Ling took a step back as if touched by a poisonous snake, avoiding her hand, her eyes cold and alert: "How did you find this place?"
Gu Qianqian's hand fell empty, but there was no embarrassment on her face. Instead, her smile deepened, with a kind of understanding and tolerance of "I understand you":
"Silly sister, isn't it easy for me to know something about Haicheng?" She brushed it off lightly, her eyes naturally sweeping across the luxurious and cold living room behind Yu Ling, a barely perceptible glint of jealousy and contempt flashing across her eyes.
She withdrew her gaze and returned it to Yu Ling's face. Her expression became even more distressed, and her voice lowered, with a sense of intimacy as if sharing a secret:
"Sister has heard about it... Xinghui's... and your troubles..." She sighed meaningfully, "Alas, men... especially those like Zhao Chen... are unreliable..."
As she spoke, she squeezed past Yu Ling and into the door with great familiarity, like a hostess, her high heels making crisp sounds on the smooth floor.
Yu Ling stood stiffly, looking at Gu Qianqian as if she was patrolling her territory. Her eyes swept around the living room and finally landed on the white marble coffee table in the middle of the living room - on it was the silver insulated box with the cartoon Shiba Inu printed on it, and next to it was the crimson property certificate.
Gu Qianqian's gaze lingered on the property certificate for half a second, the sarcasm in her eyes almost overflowing, but her face instantly switched to a stronger expression of "heartache" and "worry".
"Look... look..." She walked to the coffee table, put down the thermal basket in her hand, and then very elegantly took out a brand new silk scarf with the classic Hermès pattern from her Birkin bag.
She held the silk scarf and, with a very natural posture and a gentle attitude of "Sister will wipe it for you", was about to wipe the lingering tears on Yu Ling's face.
"Don't touch me!" Yu Ling suddenly turned her head away, her voice hoarse, her eyes full of vigilance and hatred!
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