The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 544 - 508 Ah! Gu Yanjing!

In the study, there was only the sound of Meng Yan typing on the keyboard.

Mr. Gu was looking at the small hourglass on the desk.

His calm eyes gleamed with a cold light.

Gu Zhengyu was beaten by people from the underground boxing ring.

On the night Wen Mingcheng woke up, Qiao Yuxian went out once.

No one knows where she went.

Those two days, he felt something was off about Qiao Yuxian’s emotions.

It’s just that...

Mr. Gu thought about what the two of them had been doing those two days, his fingertips involuntarily rubbing slightly.

A sliver of crack appeared in his cold gaze.

But the crack quickly vanished.

He wasn’t there last night.

He didn’t know if Qiao Yuxian went out.

Moreover, before he came back, Qiao Yuxian had already left.

Thinking like this, a sharp look suddenly appeared in Mr. Gu’s eyes.

"Did you find out anything?" Mr. Gu’s voice sank.

"No." Meng Yan said, "Madam’s phone defense system can’t be breached."

Mr. Gu gently pressed his lips together without speaking.

After that, Meng Yan spent more than three hours but still didn’t find out where Qiao Yuxian was.

Mr. Gu told him to take a rest and not to check anymore.

Meng Yan left the study and continued the search in his room, holding the computer.

Mr. Gu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the study, looking out, wondering where Qiao Yuxian would go.

She had said she was going to Yao Mountain Island.

So it must be anywhere other than Yao Mountain Island.

Where could it be?

...

Yue City

Qiao Yuxian slept again until past nine in the morning.

She got up, washed up, and ate breakfast.

Chatted with Mr. Gu for a bit.

She also video-called Liu Zhou and talked with Wen Mingcheng for a few minutes.

Wen Mingcheng already knew about Wuqi and Gu Zhengyu.

He nagged at Qiao Yuxian for half a day.

Finally, he stopped only when he was tired.

After lunch,

Qiao Yuxian chatted with Uncle Quan and Aunt Zhao for a while, then went to the pavilion in the backyard.

In the pavilion, there’s a round table, two stools, and a lounger.

The round table was set with snacks, fruits, and milk tea.

Qiao Yuxian lay on the lounger, one foot gently rocking it.

She held a phone in her left hand and a small fan in her right, fanning herself slowly.

The weather was hot, so she wore a long dress with half sleeves.

They barely covered the bandage on her arm, but the material was thin, and upon closer inspection, it was still visible.

She slowly rocked on the lounger, chatting with Mr. Gu about what they had for lunch.

Mr. Gu asked her about the temperature on Yao Mountain Island.

She fanned herself with the small fan, saying Yao Mountain Island was much cooler than home, and that she didn’t even need to turn on the air conditioning there.

The natural breeze was so comfortable.

She also told him that when it got hotter at home, she would take him to stay on Yao Mountain Island for a few days.

Just as she sent the message, Qiao Yuxian’s fanning sped up, causing the strands of hair on her forehead to flutter.

Then she heard footsteps.

At first, she didn’t pay much attention, thinking it was Uncle Quan passing by.

But the footsteps got closer and didn’t sound like Uncle Quan’s.

Her hand stopped fanning, and she turned her head toward the source of the sound.

The first thing she saw was a pair of long legs.

She was still wondering in her head why these long legs came to the Qiao Family’s place.

These long legs looked a bit familiar.

How did these long legs make it to the backyard so smoothly?

Thinking this, her gaze moved up.

This person’s style was similar to Mr. Gu’s.

Looking further up.

Oh!

Looks just like Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu!!!

Qiao Yuxian suddenly sat up from the lounger.

The lounger wobbled, and she held onto it.

Watching Mr. Gu stride closer.

Everything around turned into a blur, leaving only Mr. Gu.

Qiao Yuxian stared dumbfounded at him.

Watching him arrive at the pavilion’s edge, watching him step onto the stairs.

Watching him skip over the few steps and reach the pavilion in one stride.

And watching him walk toward her.

With Mr. Gu’s stride, there were only two steps left before he reached in front of her.

A voice rang in Qiao Yuxian’s head.

Still admiring! Still admiring! Still admiring!

You’ve already touched those long legs and thin waist.

Still looking, still looking!

Why not hurry and run!

Qiao Yuxian jumped up from the lounger and immediately ran.

"Qiao Yuxian." Mr. Gu called her name.

The voice sounded like ice blades falling from the sky.

Crack, crack, crack, all smashing around Qiao Yuxian.

Qiao Yuxian’s heart shuddered, her feet seemed glued to the ground, unable to move.

Mr. Gu walked up to her, grabbing her left wrist, trying to pull her over to make her look at him.

But as he was about to exert force, he saw the bandage on her arm, and his grip immediately loosened a bit, though he didn’t let go.

He stood in front of her, his face ice-cold as if it was about to freeze, looking at her arm wound.

Qiao Yuxian glanced quickly at his expression, then immediately dropped her gaze, saying, "Well, Mr. Gu, you’re looking for Qiao Yuxian, right? She’s not here. She’s gone to Yao Mountain Island."

Mr. Gu looked at her.

Qiao Yuxian lowered her head, enduring his gaze, and said, "Well, um... You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Qiao Yuxian. I’m Qiao Fengxian, her sister. We look very similar, and a lot of people mistake us."

Mr. Gu listened to her nonsense.

Qiao Yuxian rambled on, and when she finished, she sneaked a peek at Mr. Gu to find him silent, his face even colder than before.

She quickly lowered her gaze again, then tried to move her wrist but couldn’t break free.

Qiao Yuxian stopped talking.

An abrupt silence.

The coldness and silence centered around the two, spreading outward.

The vines entwined on the pavilion seemed to wither a bit because of it.

"Why didn’t you tell me?" Mr. Gu’s voice suppressed with anger.

Qiao Yuxian said nothing.

Mr. Gu waited for a while and added, "You think I wouldn’t stand by your side? You think Gu Zhengyu would come between us?"

The hand hanging by Qiao Yuxian’s side moved slightly.

She didn’t know how Mr. Gu knew about it; her mind suddenly went blank.

"Why did you go to find Wuqi by yourself?" Mr. Gu asked as he glanced again at her arm wound.

Even though it was covered by her clothes, it wasn’t very obvious.

Yet Mr. Gu still found it piercingly glaring.

Qiao Yuxian kept her head down, not saying a word.

"Qiao Yuxian, what is our relationship?" Mr. Gu asked again.

Qiao Yuxian didn’t speak.

Mr. Gu waited for a while and then said, "Talk."

Two very light words.

From beginning to end, Mr. Gu never raised his voice.

Every sentence was in a normal tone.

But it was extremely cold, extremely cold.

Qiao Yuxian was frightened by his two words and shivered slightly.

Seeing her tremble lightly and saying nothing, after a while, Mr. Gu sighed softly and held her in his arms.

Avoiding her wound, his hand only loosely embraced her from one side.

He placed his left hand on the back of her head, then paused, asking, "Does it still hurt?"

He tried to soften his voice.

Qiao Yuxian leaned against his chest, hearing his question, shook her head slightly.

Seeing her shake her head, Mr. Gu sighed lightly again.

"Did you apply the medicine yourself?" Mr. Gu asked again.

Qiao Yuxian suddenly felt a lump in her throat, and after a while, she softly responded, "Mm."

After replying, she added, "I haven’t changed the dressing today. It hurts... you do it."

The last two words trailed off in her voice.

Mr. Gu tightened his embrace, stroked her head, and said, "Okay."