Seeing that there was still no movement inside, Shen Yao's curses became increasingly offensive.
Inside the room, the smile on Shen Yanqing's face vanished instantly. He abruptly stood up from the bed, his face grim, and strode toward the door.
"Hey, wait a minute..."
By the time Gu Baiwei realized what was happening, his hand was already on the doorknob, and he deftly turned it open.
Outside the door, Shen Yao was cursing and swearing when the door was suddenly opened. She looked up and met a pair of extremely cold and indifferent eyes.
"Brother Yan Qing? What are you doing here?"
She stared in shock at the tall, handsome man standing in the doorway, her mouth agape in surprise.
Why was Shen Yanqing in that vixen's room? And...
Her gaze inadvertently fell on Shen Yanqing's lips, those clearly moist red lips, making it easy to guess that they had just been...
Thinking about what the two might have done in the room, Shen Yao's eyes widened instantly, staring at Shen Yanqing in disbelief: "Brother Yanqing, you...you actually did that with that bitch..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yanqing interrupted him coldly: "I don't like hitting women, but if I hear you say another word against her, I won't hesitate to hit you."
At this moment, Gu Baiwei also walked out of the room with an embarrassed look on her face. The moment Shen Yao saw her face, she froze on the spot.
No wonder Shen Yanqing was bewitched by this woman; she looks exactly like that vixen surnamed Gu.
Over the past year, she has come to realize how deeply Shen Yanqing loves this woman. This man, who rarely gets drunk, spends almost every night in a hangover.
She tried to get close to him when he was drunk, but he pushed her away without hesitation each time.
Now, a woman with that woman's face has appeared; no wonder he's lost control like this.
“Brother Yanqing, don’t be fooled by this vixen. Gu Baiwei is dead. No matter how similar this face is, it can’t be her.”
Upon hearing her name mentioned, Gu Baiwei frowned and looked at Shen Yao with a puzzled expression.
Just as I was about to say something, my head suddenly started to throb with a sharp, needle-like pain, and everything in front of me began to blur.
Her body fell backward uncontrollably. In her hazy consciousness, she heard someone calling her name: "Weiwei, Weiwei..."
She didn't know how much time had passed when she opened her eyes again. The moment she saw her surroundings, she immediately sat up in bed.
This is……
The doors and windows were intricately carved, and the wooden furniture was antique. She was sitting on a carved wooden bed with curtains hanging down.
Was she dreaming again? And the scene looked so realistic?
With a creak, it sounded as if someone pushed the door open and came in.
Soon, a young girl's voice came from outside, and then the layers of curtains were lifted by a slightly rough little hand and tied to one side.
A young maid in a pink dress, carrying a copper basin, approached her with a smile: "Miss, come and wash up quickly, Young Master Ye will be here soon."
"Young Master Ye?"
Gu Baiwei asked the question subconsciously, but unexpectedly, she actually made a sound this time.
What's going on? This dream seems to be getting stranger and stranger.
"Yes, Miss, have you forgotten? Yesterday, the master said that your fiancé, Young Master Ye, would be visiting today."
Chun Tao looked at her with a puzzled expression, her gaze inquisitive.
Gu Baiwei was stunned for a second before belatedly realizing that this must be a setting from a dream.
"I remember, of course I remember. I was just wondering why he came so early in the morning."
Gu Baiwei quickly added to the maid's words, and as she spoke, she had already put on her shoes and gotten out of bed.
Chuntao immediately brought over the basin of water and helped her wash up.
This was the first time Gu Baiwei had been served like this, and she was a little unaccustomed to it. Just as she was about to refuse, she found that her body was out of control again.
After observing for a while, she realized that she couldn't completely control this body; she could only occasionally take the initiative briefly, which was a little better than being completely out of control before.
After washing up, Chuntao tidied her hair and then led her to the front yard.
Along the way, she looked around with some curiosity.
The courtyard is quaint and elegant. In one corner of the courtyard stands a rockery, and not far from the rockery is a pond covered with a layer of round, emerald-green lotus leaves. The large leaves almost completely cover the surface of the pond, with only a few graceful pink lotus flowers peeking out from the gaps.
The lotus flowers are growing very well, with plump petals clustered together, swaying gently in the breeze. From a distance, they look like delicate young girls dancing in the water.
Such a large courtyard would be worth a lot of money in modern times.
Gu Baiwei sighed inwardly, it seemed that her identity in the dream was still that of a rich family's young lady.
Lost in thought, she followed Chun Tao into the front hall.
The moment I stepped inside, I inadvertently met a pair of dark, deep eyes.
A handsome boy of fourteen or fifteen, dressed in all black, leaned lazily against a chair. His face was handsome, but his skin looked too pale, giving off a sickly vibe.
At that moment, his gaze met hers, a faint smile playing on his lips. His face…
An unfamiliar image uncontrollably appeared in Gu Baiwei's mind: a boy in black sitting across the table, resting his chin on his hand and looking at her with a warm smile: "Sister, is the food not to your liking?"
A face strikingly similar to the boy before him, only the clothes and hairstyle were different, and he looked more mature. He was…
When Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu, who were sitting at the head of the table, saw her coming, they immediately smiled and introduced her: "Yun Ting, this is our Weiwei."
The young man put away his nonchalant expression, stood up from his chair, and smiled as he spoke to her, "Miss Gu, hello, I am Ye Yunting, your... fiancé."
Ye Yunting? How could his name be Ye Yunting?
Upon hearing the familiar name, Gu Baiwei was momentarily stunned, staring at the other person without blinking.
Madam Gu, sitting at the head of the table, coughed twice, looking slightly embarrassed. "Weiwei, this is Yunting's first time in the capital. Why don't you take him out for a stroll?"
When Gu Baiwei came to her senses, the two of them were already walking side by side on the bustling street, followed by Chun Tao and Ye Yunting's servants.
As they were walking, a ragged man holding a broken bowl suddenly knelt down in front of them.
The man was thin and bony, his arms looked like two withered tree branches wrapped around his skin, and the shape of his bones was clearly visible. He hadn't washed himself in a long time and emitted a foul stench.
Ye Yunting frowned in disgust and took a step back. Before he could even utter the word "get lost," Gu Baiwei had already taken out a string of copper coins from her purse and instructed Chun Tao behind her, "Chun Tao, give this money to him."
"Miss, isn't this too much?"
Chun Tao felt a pang of heartache looking at the money in her hand. She only earned two taels of silver a month, while her mistress had given a beggar a hundred or so coins in one go.
"Give it to him, he's pitiful."
Gu Baiwei heard her own gentle voice, but when she looked up, she met Ye Yunting's somewhat disdainful gaze.
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