Chapter 90: Better Die to Save Everyone’s Trouble (10)

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Gu Yusheng raised his eyes and took a glance at Lu Bancheng, then continued smoking without saying anything. With a beautiful smoke ring, Gu Yusheng took out his phone and checked it, seeing no short messages or phone calls received.

During the last round of Mahjong, Gu Yusheng unblocked Qin Zhi’ai’s phone number, but he still hadn’t received any messages from her…

With a bright light flas.h.i.+ng through the eyes, Gu Yusheng checked the blocked list on his phone. Many short messages and phone calls had been blocked, but when he slid on the screen with a single hand and checked through the whole list, he found no more messages from her except the one she had sent three months ago, which said, ‘Grandpa has come back from Hainan, he’s invited us to have a meal in the Gu Mansion.’

That was to say, that afternoon, even if she had been caught in the suburbs in a rainstorm, she had never thought of calling him for help?

Suddenly, through Gu Yusheng’s mind pa.s.sed the scene when she had lunch in the car on a busy street one afternoon, when she had slept in the sunroom for the last evening, and the dialogue between her and the housekeeper that morning…

It seemed that she had really kept her word, and also kept away from him… But since when had she become so obedient?

He had told her to go away millions of times in the past, but he had never seen her actually gone.

The anger he had when he left home that morning reemerged in his chest. Gu Yusheng took a hard drag on the cigarette, gnas.h.i.+ng his teeth and responding to Lu Bancheng, “No!”

After he said that, another bolt of lightning crackled, cutting the dark sky into two pieces and forming a scene as horrible as one that only existed in science fiction movies.

With ear-piercing thunder booming continuously, the anxiety increased in Lu Bancheng’s eyes, for he had a good relations.h.i.+p with Liang Doukou. He turned his head very frequently to see Gu Yusheng, but the handsome man still leaned back against the chair enjoyably, one hand drawing and discarding, the other clamping a cigarette between two fingers. From time to time, he dropped the ash down with a casual gesture.

When it came to Gu Yusheng’s turn to take a tile, the splas.h.i.+ng sound of the rain became even more violent. Lu Bancheng tilted his head and looked at the extremely terrible sky, then got close to Gu Yusheng after a moment of hesitation and said in a low voice, “Even if you don’t like her, she’s still your wife, you can’t just leave her in that situation, right?”

Gu Yusheng suddenly paused while he was taking a tile and took a quick glance at the screen of his phone, but still saw no notification. A touch of coldness occupied his eyes. He then straightened his tiles quickly and handed one out, as if he hadn’t heard him, saying, “Three bamboos.”

“Brother Sheng, just call her! if she’s already made it home safely, everyone can rest a.s.sured. What if she hasn’t and is in danger now—”

“She’d be better off dying to save everyone trouble!” Before Lu Bancheng finished his words, Gu Yusheng suddenly interrupted him with a cold voice.