Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 673 - 277. [The Summer of Dew] "Gu Shaozhi, I almost believed you..."_3

Chapter 673: 277. [The Summer of Dew] "Gu Shaozhi, I almost believed you..."_3

"The first time I saw such a pure and simple gift, I was deeply moved, and I learned that the child’s condition wasn’t good, so I decided to help Qiu Zheng treat his brother’s illness, so those remittance receipts are real."

Shen Weiyi looked up at the electronic screen, "This photo is from the first time I went to see Qiu Zheng, to tell him I wanted to do my little bit for his brother. Actually, he doesn’t live there, at that time he was working at a construction site, I didn’t know someone had captured it."

"I know what Qiu Zheng did to Xia Qian four years ago was cruel, it’s unforgivable, but his brother is innocent, so I don’t think helping his brother is wrong."

...

The power of netizens is beyond what many can imagine.

The details about Qiu Zheng’s brother’s illness a few years ago, which hospital he stayed in, approximately how much the medical expenses were, when he passed away, and so on, were all dug out.

The focus shifted, everyone was praising Shen Weiyi’s quiet kindness and extremely upright values.

Even though there were many comments lamenting the frailty of beauty, they were just unfeeling remembrances and empty praise four years after Xia Qian left this world.

It was a means for many marketing accounts to gain followers.

Wanxia didn’t know how long she had been in the study, in the end, the tablet ran out of power and shut down automatically, she was still sitting on the sofa.

Her gaze was empty, void.

That day, the day Sheng Boyan told her the test results, Gu Shaozhi had said such words to her:

[Wanwan, if, I’m just saying if, someone told you in advance that the final result would be the opposite of what you expected, would you still continue?]

At that time, Wanxia had been drinking, her mind was dazed, she just thought he was stalling for time, or perhaps couldn’t bear making Shen Weiyi endure it.

Thinking about it now, it wasn’t that at all.

What kind of person was Gu Shaozhi, how could he let her calculate and use him like that...

Wanxia curled up in the corner of the sofa, her long hair scattered messily, her palms covering her cheeks, the whole of her merged into the shadows.

The sunset’s afterglow shone through the glass, enveloping the surroundings, but not a single ray landed on her.

She was smiling, but the smile was desolate, like a beast trapped in the darkest swamp.

Ji Wanxia, just look at how foolish you are!

Thinking your strategic plans, the evidence you had gathered, would definitely lead Shen Weiyi to be condemned by the whole world, that the public opinion and insults would weigh on her so she could never get up again.

In the end, you were the one being played in the palm of someone else’s hand.

It couldn’t be more ridiculous.

The corners of her eyes rippled with chilly sarcasm, her voice was hoarse after the difficult friction of her vocal cords, "Gu Shaozhi, I almost believed you..."

I almost believed you.

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The servant prepared dinner and went upstairs to call Wanxia for the meal.

She first went to the bedroom, but didn’t see her, then went to the study, and still didn’t find any trace of Wanxia.

"Huh...where did she go?" The servant closed the study door, scratching her head in confusion.

Just as she turned around, the door of the walk-in closet suddenly opened, and she saw Wanxia walking out from inside.

Already changed into clothes, fully dressed, with makeup on, even swapped her shoes for high heels.

There was no sign at all of the unwell look from the past few days, looking so vibrant and beautiful that one couldn’t take their eyes off her.

"Miss Ji, are you going out?"

Wanxia held the handrail as she descended the stairs, replying lightly with a syllable, "Mm."

The high heels clicked crisply on the floor.

The servant watched as Wanxia walked out without looking back, after the door closed, it seemed as though the empty living room still faintly echoed.

She couldn’t help but worry, murmuring, "Miss Ji’s illness just got better, going out dressed so lightly, won’t her body feel uncomfortable..."

Beautiful she may be, but it doesn’t seem appropriate for the current temperature.

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Wanxia hadn’t yet walked out of the residential area when Gu Shaozhi happened to drive back and, seeing her thin silhouette, turned the steering wheel blocking her way at the intersection.

The screeching brake sound made Wanxia look up.

She gave him a faint glance, her gaze devoid of any emotion—calm, even untouched.

It was like looking at a stranger.

Gu Shaozhi quickly pushed the door open, got out of the car, and strode to Wanxia, without thinking, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her.

His furrowed brows were clear, "Your illness hasn’t healed yet, where are you going dressed so lightly?"

Wanxia pushed away the man’s outstretched hand, taking two steps back, distancing herself from him.

Her light features finally had some emotion, "Even if I die of this illness, it has nothing to do with you. Aren’t you tired of pretending to care?"