Chapter 9: Scratched by a Cat
Gu Mingzhu curved her red lips and spoke with a smile, "If you're so curious, why not try it yourself?"
"Heh, I have my own bright future and a promising life ahead of me. I will have a husband who is high-ranking, handsome, and with a clear reputation. I will have a marriage envied by everyone. Why should I try? It's you, Gu Mingzhu, who should take a good look at your current reputation! Who doesn't know that you're just a plaything under a man, a whore who's available to anyone!"
Gu Mingzhu smiled brightly, her clear apricot eyes carrying a hint of enchanting charm.
She reached out to adjust the ribbon on Gu Chaoxia's collar, appearing gentle and meticulous. "Indeed, I don't have any other skills. The only thing I'm good at is seducing men. So little sister must be careful in choosing a good husband. After all, I have a penchant for tangled relationships. Who knows, your husband might become my lover someday, and that wouldn't look good on you."
"You!!! You're shameless!" Gu Chaoxia's lips trembled, seemingly shocked by how shameless she was, and she raised her hand to slap Gu Mingzhu.
Gu Mingzhu coldly grabbed her wrist and flung her away, her gaze icy and defiant.
Gu Chaoxia staggered back, falling to the ground.
Gu Mingzhu looked at her and spoke gently, "See, that's all you've got. Even if you complain to grandmother, she won't do anything to me. Do you know why?"
Gu Mingzhu tossed out a question lightly, and Gu Chaoxia stared at her blankly, not knowing what she was going to say.
Gu Mingzhu smirked, her eyes mocking as she slowly said, "Because I'm more useful than you."
Seeing her looking so arrogantly superior, Gu Chaoxia clenched her fists tightly, feeling a strong sense of resentment rising in her heart.
"It would be so much better for you to stay in your place and be a flower vase. Why do you have to make trouble with me?" Gu Mingzhu spoke lightly, sounding like a warning but also like mockery.
With that said, she withdrew her gaze, stepped over Gu Chaoxia's fallen hand, and pushed open the door into the utility room.
"Gu Mingzhu! Just wait and see! I want to see if you'll still be smiling when you fail to get that batch of redwood!" Gu Chaoxia was almost driven mad with anger, her face pale and her voice filled with malice.
In the room, Gu Mingzhu heard her words, a cold smile playing at the corner of her mouth.
Two days later, in the evening, at Royal No. 1 Nightclub.
Royal No. 1 was an old nightclub in Xijiang City, famous for its extravagance and opulence. Despite several renovations, it still stood strong.
At this moment, it was the busiest time of the nightclub, with booming music, flashing laser lights, and a strong mix of perfume and alcohol, creating a scene of revelry and intoxication.
Yan Jingcheng, along with several men and women, was sitting in a secluded booth at the center.
Yan Jingcheng had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, squinting as he looked at the dance floor, exuding a deep and somewhat ruffian-like aura.
Sitting across from him was a man with rosy lips and white teeth, as beautiful as a demon. He had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, full of arrogance and fierceness, showing that he was not someone to be trifled with.
Ji Mingye was holding a woman in his arms, but his gaze fell on the scabbed blood on Yan Jingcheng's face, teasing, "Tsk, Fourth Brother, this battle looks fierce."
Yan Jingcheng glanced at him and said quietly, "Scratched by a cat."
Ji Mingye didn't know if he understood, but laughed arrogantly.
Sitting beside Yan Jingcheng, Qing Ya looked at his complexion and said with some envy, "Fourth Young Master, are you raising a cat now? A cat raised by the Fourth Young Master must be lucky~"