Oops, I had a ONS With My Secret Ex-husband-Chapter 523: Self-Deception

"Sometimes it’s better not to deceive yourself. Just look at the state you’re in right now—your heart must be under a lot of pressure. Why not give up this position and let me bear that pressure for you?"

Hu Qianqian spoke these words with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, showing no trace of regret.

"Hu Qianqian, do you really consider my father as your family? I always thought your relationship with him seemed pretty good, but seeing how you’re acting now, I think I might have been wrong."

Otherwise, how could things turn out like this?

"Of course we share a blood relationship. But sometimes, blood ties can’t determine everything. Didn’t we agree that you’d give these things to me?"

Ji Yu didn’t understand what she meant by those words.

"I trust my father wouldn’t say such things without reason. He’s always in his heart treated you like his daughter. How could you treat him like this?"

This level of trust—what kind of bond would it take to recklessly expose one’s back to another?

Whenever Ji Yu thought about this situation, her heart ached deeply.

For the first time, a twinge of guilt flickered through Hu Qianqian’s mind. Yet, what use was guilt when she still coveted everything the company had?

"You’ve used your schemes against your own family. Don’t you think what you’re doing is terribly excessive? My father has treated you so well, and your actions in this matter are undoubtedly wrong."

Ji Yu was still waiting for an apology from Hu Qianqian, just as her father must also be waiting.

"Ji Yu, stop forcing me. I truly didn’t do anything. At that time, I didn’t even know what had happened. By the time I saw him again, he was already like this."

Hu Qianqian, burdened by the pressure in her heart, was starting to feel overwhelmed.

She really didn’t know what else she could do.

"You keep saying this is my fault. But I haven’t done anything! Do you really think it’s still my problem?"

He was someone with deeply ingrained principles.

"You can’t treat me like this. The things you’re saying make me feel utterly disgusted. Yet the real culprit behind all of this is obviously you."

Hu Qianqian stubbornly believed their relationship shouldn’t have turned out like this. Why was it fair for someone like Ji Yu to appear out of nowhere and take everything that once belonged to her? She found it deeply unfair.

"Why hasn’t the person I called arrived yet? I specifically said not to let people like them in here." Ji Yu was now visibly impatient. She indeed wanted her father, but she had no intention of taking anything else.

From the beginning, they had misunderstood her.

"Ji Yu, you’ll regret this for sure."

Ji Yu watched as the bodyguards led Hu Qianqian away; a sense of relief settled on her chest, though she had no idea what to say about the matter. After all, dealing with something like this was truly challenging.

Initially, she had intended to head to the hospital and spend the night there, but then her phone suddenly sounded.

Glancing at her phone, she realized it was a message from Mr. Gu.

"Uncle Gu, if there’s something you need to discuss, just tell me directly."

Mr. Gu’s emotions were complex when he received her call. He felt a mix of happiness and dread, aware this situation only perpetuated an endless cycle of entanglements and headaches.

"Yu, I just need your help with one thing: please comfort my son for me. I know your relationship with him has come to an end, but there’s no way around it this time."

Heaven knows how dreadful things have been with Gu Qixiao lately.

Some matters really do spiral into an intricate mess.

Ji Yu paused in silence for a moment but eventually agreed, perhaps because she carried her own unresolved longing in her heart, even though there hadn’t been opportunities for them to meet again.

Given how things stood, it seemed better to go and see him.

When she arrived at the Gu family’s estate, the scene before her seemed strangely familiar. Yet she couldn’t quite recall why that was.

"Yu, you’re finally here. I’ve heard about what’s been happening to you lately. You should get some good rest tonight, and see him tomorrow morning."

Mr. Gu’s calculations were as sharp as ever; he was well aware of how strained their relationship had become.

Ji Yu maintained a polite smile but quietly doubted how they had come to know her circumstances.

Still, she decided not to probe further.

"Uncle Gu, could you prepare a room for me? I really need to rest properly now. Otherwise, I won’t be able to get through this emotionally."

Right now, she was so drained she could barely focus. If things continued like this, her body truly wouldn’t be able to cope.

Maybe it was because she was utterly exhausted that she slept deeply that night.

When Gu Qixiao saw Ji Yu like this, he felt so overwhelmed his legs nearly gave out. Still, he didn’t dare approach her recklessly.

"Yu, you’ve kept me waiting for far too long. Finally, this day has come—you’ve returned to my side. I don’t know when this matter will ever be resolved."

For now, he could only steal glances at her from afar; otherwise, he would surely upset those around them.

"In the time you’ve been away, I’ve missed you terribly. When I heard you were engaged, I was tempted to rush to confront you, but looking at the state of my own health, I realized I’m in no position to do so."

His heart seethed with jealousy, yet he could find no viable solution.

"But at least now, we can say a few words to each other. At the very least, it won’t hurt us as much."

Of course, all he could do in moments like this was steal glances at her.

Ji Yu, even in her sleep, seemed faintly aware of it. Yet she was too exhausted to wake.

She could sense someone nearby, someone who felt overwhelmingly sorrowful, but she couldn’t seem to speak or respond.

"Yu, I guess I disturbed your rest. But that’s alright; I’ll occasionally drop by to disturb you from now on," he said with a chuckle.

"I hope you’ll get used to my presence."

Even as he laughed, his heart was fully aware of what he was doing.

But these feelings were like an unusual knot—impossible to untangle or let go of.

"Let’s leave it at this for now. I hope that the next time we meet, you’ll be awake and willing to see me." No matter how many times he told himself, this was the outcome he always hoped for.