Did You Miss Me?
Ning Yi found it quite amusing that the club Gu Cheng went to on his business trip turned out to be a wellness massage place.
Weren’t other domineering CEOs supposed to be throwing money around outside?
So why was Gu Cheng just… drinking tea everywhere he went? Still drinking tea!
So healthy, so wholesome!
Gu Cheng said expressionlessly, “Did you like it?”
Ning Yi: “Hehe, it was alright.”
No matter what, she still got to enjoy it~
Eight aunties—some kneading her shoulders, some pressing her back, others doing foot massages. An hour and a half of full-on circulation-boosting, muscle-relaxing bliss.
The whole experience could be summed up in one word: amazing!
And based on Ning Yi’s observation, Gu Cheng’s ability to control the body-switching was still weaker than hers—otherwise, he would’ve switched back earlier.
That was good! Very safe!
From now on, it was just about who made the first move!
Ning Yi: “Honey, love you so much. When you come home—muah.”
Gu Cheng: “Heh.”
After Gu Cheng walked out of the massage room, Assistant Zhou quickly stepped forward. “Young Master, was it alright?”
Young Master Gu had never used services like foot massages or back massages outside before—he had a professional team at home managing his health plans.
Gu Cheng let out a soft scoff, thought about Ning Yi’s reaction earlier, and said flatly, “Ning Yi probably liked it.”
Assistant Zhou: Huh?
So you’ve reached the stage where everything you do makes you think of Madam now, Young Master?!
You’ve only been apart three days!
This is too much—I’m crying—
Just hold on a bit longer, Young Master! You’ll be back soon!
Because of how relaxing the massage had been the night before—even though it wasn’t her own body—Ning Yi felt completely refreshed mentally.
So she slept incredibly well alone on the 2.5-meter bed that night.
The next day, she didn’t wake up until late morning. Then she saw a message from Captain Wan—it was just a restaurant address.
Time and location. Simple and clear.
Ning Yi had a lot of freedom moving around in the Gu household, and Song Lan strongly encouraged her to go out more.
“Mm, always eating at home gets boring. Xiao Yi, go out with your friends and try something different.”
“Hehe, okay, Mom.”
Song Lan and Old Master Gu didn’t use the internet much. They had only recently heard from others that their daughter-in-law was actually the founder of such a huge platform! They were extremely shocked.
Which made them admire Ning Yi even more—not only did she have strong character, she was also humble and didn’t show off! What a wonderful child! Their decision not to be swayed by other wealthy families’ proposals had truly been the right one!
When A Cheng returned from this business trip, it would be his 29th birthday. He had missed the past three birthdays, and now with Xiao Yi around, the family would definitely celebrate properly.
And now, their relationship as a couple was getting better and better—
Song Lan suddenly thought of something. As a mother, she felt a bit embarrassed but still asked, “Um, Xiao Yi, now that A Cheng’s body has recovered, you two…”
Old Master Gu was probably curious too, but too embarrassed to ask, so she brought it up instead.
Ning Yi understood her mother-in-law’s hesitation and realised she was worried about Gu Cheng’s… physical condition.
Based on her own personal “testing”—he was perfectly fine!
“Don’t worry!” Ning Yi patted her chest.
Song Lan immediately smiled in relief. “Good, good!”
As long as the children were happy and harmonious, what more could a mother ask for!
“Go meet your friend now!”
“Mm-hmm!”
Of course, Song Lan had no idea that this “friend” was someone Gu Cheng absolutely did not want Ning Yi to meet—
At this moment—
Young Master Gu in H Province.
Sitting at the centre of a meeting room, his expression cold and sharp, his aura so imposing that no one around him dared to breathe loudly.
In the middle of the meeting, Gu Cheng glanced at his phone. Very good—
That woman still hadn’t video called him.
On the fourth day of his business trip, he was certain Ning Yi had completely forgotten about it.
Gu Cheng put away his phone, narrowing his eyes slightly at the big screen.
Fine. Then he’d call her later.
He wanted to see what Ning Yi had been so busy with.
Too happy to miss her husband, huh?
Meanwhile, Ning Yi waved goodbye to Song Lan with a cheerful smile and hopped into the car heading to the restaurant.
—Hotpot time! Yay!
By the time Ning Yi arrived, Wander was already seated, holding an iPad and picking the soup bases.
It was late autumn, yet he was only wearing a black hoodie. His black hair fell loosely, and a diamond stud earring gleamed by his ear. Sitting there, he looked pretty cool.
“You’re here?” Wander looked up.
Ning Yi casually sat down. “What are we eating?”
“You decide.”
They were too familiar with each other—back in the apocalypse, they had shared countless shabby meals together. The atmosphere was relaxed.
Neither of them was picky, and both could handle spice. In the end, they chose four soup bases, making a four-section hotpot.
Then they rapidly ordered a huge amount of food on the iPad.
The waiter politely reminded them, “Hello, our portions are quite generous. The two of you might not be able to finish all this…”
Wander remained calm. “It’s fine.”
—Revenge eating. You wouldn’t understand.
Ning Yi was also calm. “Mm-hmm.”
—Just eat, that’s all that matters.
When the dishes arrived, the table was almost too full to fit everything, and Ning Yi happily started cooking right away!
It reminded her of the last time she had hotpot with Captain Wan—after killing zombies, they had scavenged two packs of instant noodles from an abandoned supermarket and used the seasoning packets to make a messy hotpot. But even that had been a rare feast in the apocalypse.
Life now was so much better! People were living well!
“By the way, Captain,” Ning Yi asked while scooping beef into her bowl, “what made you suddenly invite me out to eat?”
Wander was also fishing for meat. Steam rose between them from the hotpot, and his voice came through calmly, “Because lately I’ve been thinking about the past a lot. And when I do, I think of you.”
Ning Yi glanced up at him while stuffing food into her mouth, studying him carefully. “Yeah, I can tell—your dark circles are pretty bad, Captain.”
“?” Wander put down his chopsticks and opened his front camera to check. “Really?”
Though the dark circles were probably just from staying up late gaming?
Ning Yi thoughtfully flattered him, “But you’re still very handsome!”
Wander put his phone down, satisfied. That’s more like it.
Having reassured the person paying for the meal, Ning Yi continued eating enthusiastically.
She thought, This hotpot place is so good—the flavour’s spicy enough. Next time, I should bring my *other stomach* along too ^-^
Just as she was thinking that, her phone screen lit up.
It was a video call.
At that moment, Gu Cheng—still on his business trip—had finally finished his meeting. Holding his phone, he pondered for a moment, then adjusted the angle to best show off his sharp jawline before initiating the video call.
“Hm?” Ning Yi picked up her phone.
Wander glanced over and let out a small scoff.
Someone’s keeping a pretty close watch.
Ning Yi answered openly, her face glowing with a “look, I’m happily eating” smile. “Hello? Honey!”
Gu Cheng looked at her with precise composure and finally saw Ning Yi’s lively face.
Then Young Master Gu realised—video calls weren’t that great.
The screen was too small.
It was better to see her in person.
Gu Cheng asked calmly, “What are you doing?”
Ning Yi held up a piece of brown sugar rice cake with her chopsticks. “I’m eating, honey. Have you eaten?”
Gu Cheng was about to reply when he suddenly caught a fleeting sound from her side—someone else’s voice.
Gu Cheng: “Who are you eating with?”
“Hm?” Ning Yi casually turned the screen, revealing Wander across from her, head down and eating. “You know him!”
But the camera lens fogged up with steam, making everything blurry. You could only tell—it was a man.
“?” Gu Cheng immediately switched bodies.
Then sat there, facing Wander eye to eye.
Gu Cheng expressionless.
Very good, Ning Yi.
You book me eight aunties, then go eat with another man, huh?
Meanwhile, Ning Yi immediately panicked. “Honey, what are you doing!”
Gu Cheng: “What am I doing?”
He had only just settled in when Ning Yi hurriedly switched back—luckily, her control was still stronger!
Gu Cheng’s displeasure deepened, his gaze dark. “What, you couldn’t even wait one minute?”
Ning Yi: “Of course not, honey! The duck intestines I just put in—if I wait one minute, they’ll be overcooked!!”
Gu Cheng: “?”
Realising she might genuinely just care about her food, Gu Cheng’s mood improved slightly.
Only slightly.
He’d deal with her when he got back.
After switching back, Ning Yi hurriedly fished out the duck intestines, scooped a whole bowl, added sesame oil and broth, sprinkled scallions and coriander, and turned it into a fragrant bowl of duck intestine noodles—perfect!
Ning Yi lowered her head and started slurping, while Wander silently watched her from across the table.
The person in front of him had undergone a noticeable shift in presence within seconds. It was quick—but the before and after felt oddly disconnected.
Wander frowned slightly. “Are you…”
He had found her a bit strange before. But they had been comrades for years—he never doubted his teammate.
Ning Yi nodded while slurping. “Yeah, Captain. Actually, there’s something I’ve never told you.”
Wander put down his chopsticks. “Go on.”
Ning Yi raised a hand, half-covering her face, and said dramatically, “Actually, I have a split personality.”
Wander: “?”
Ning Yi held the pose.
Wander: “Want some tripe?”
Ning Yi lowered her hand. “Yes.”
In any case, the whole body-swapping thing was far too unbelievable. Plus, it was often unstable—and had been getting even more unstable lately. Aside from the two people directly involved, her and Gu Cheng, it was best not to tell anyone else.
After all, there was no benefit in saying it. She’d just treat it as a little secret between her and her husband ^3^
In the end, the meal between two apocalypse survivors had the momentum of eight people eating.
Ning Yi held her little belly and watched benevolently as Captain Wan got up to pay.
When he came back, he placed a small drink can on the table in front of her.
Yakult. Grape flavour.
“How’s your sleep quality been lately?” Wander suddenly asked.
Actually, this was what he had truly wanted to ask today.
But Ning Yi thought it was because he knew her hearing was too sharp, so she had always been badly affected by noise. So she said, “Pretty good. Lately, I’ve been sleeping like a normal person.”
And also—Gu Cheng slept like a dead person. Very quiet. She was satisfied.
Wander lowered his eyes. “Mm—”
Then it seemed she still hadn’t started dreaming. That was good.
Ning Yi tucked the Yakult into her pocket, then entered the final stage of hotpot: eating watermelon.
It was quite sweet.
Her rating of this hotpot restaurant rose a little more.
“But—” Captain Wan laughed softly, his eyes falling on Ning Yi. “You’d better not develop feelings.”
No feelings meant no heartbreak.
He couldn’t bear to see 01 heartbroken.
So it was best to cut off the possibility.
Ning Yi held the watermelon and nibbled at it like a hamster, her cheeks puffed out. “Huh?”
How did this suddenly turn to feelings?
Seeing how cute she looked, Wander couldn’t help laughing, but his eyes were serious. “Don’t blame me for not reminding you, baby.”
People like them weren’t suited for feelings.
After all, who knew when the issue of survival would come crashing down over their heads again?
After this meal ended, “Wan Shi Ru Yi” once again rose to the top of CM’s hot recommendations.
—“01 and Wander privately dine together; friendship appears close.”
Other customers in the hotpot restaurant had recognised the two of them, snapped a couple of photos, and once they posted them, it became popular.
After all, Miss 01 was currently at the height of her popularity—both a big shot and a traffic magnet.
Zhao Mochu discovered it immediately: [Holy crap, holy crap, such a huge sweet moment and I wasn’t even at the scene?!]
[All Wan Shi Ru Yi shippers, assemble!]
[Wan Shi Ru Yi! Never BE! I knew this was far from over!]
01’s millions of followers also rushed over after hearing the news.
[Ahhhh, we saw Sister Ning again!]
[Sister Ning is so beautiful even bare-faced and in casual clothes, wuwuwu. It’s hard to believe this beauty is also a hardcore tech expert.]
Netizens collectively shed tears while licking their screens.
[By the way, family, there’s a charity gala tonight. A gossip source says Sister Ning will attend! Apparently she’s buying a gift for someone.]
[Ahhhh, blind bet it’s for Young Master Gu! Baidu Baike says his birthday is coming soon!]
[Ahhhh, doesn’t that mean Gu de Mo Ning sweetness is coming soon?!]
…
[So where is Young Master Gu?!]
[I refuse to believe Young Master Gu won’t get jealous after seeing these photos?!]
[That’s the man who once wanted everyone buried with him! Roar!]
Gu Cheng expressionlessly finished reading, then expressionlessly closed it.
Heh.
He was at the airport. He’d arrive tonight.
Assistant Zhou was beside him and accidentally glanced over.
So Young Master Gu had already started using the CM app! But none of them knew what his private account was called, or what number plate he had.
He wondered whether a man with emperor-like fortune like Young Master Gu would randomly get a special number?!
Gu Cheng had indeed wanted to randomly get a special number.
But then he looked at the account he had registered:
—[No. 88888888]
—Your business emperor truly has extraordinary fortune. This wealth luck blessed by the world is truly exceptional!
Gu Cheng: “……”
So Gu Cheng decided he would just buy the number plate he wanted.
Because CMore account number plates were directly assigned by the algorithm. Once already registered, they couldn’t be claimed again. If he wanted that plate, he could only buy it.
This wasn’t difficult, because once the number plates appeared, they automatically created an industry chain. Plenty of people online were offering to buy 888-related number plates. A number like Gu Cheng’s, with all those 8s, had already been hyped up to 100,000 yuan!
Gu Cheng didn’t leave this to his assistant. Instead, he directly contacted people selling special number plates to look for the sequence he wanted.
Young Master Gu had sat firmly at negotiation tables for years. A small transaction like this was simple.
But just as he was about to transfer the money, something unexpected happened—someone else also wanted to buy that sequence-number account.
Gu Cheng was puzzled.
Other than him, was there someone else who needed that meaning?
They had nothing to do with 01 anyway.
Gu Cheng didn’t rule out the possibility that the other party was deliberately raising the price, but if he insisted on buying it, no one could compete with him.
On the other side, a certain 01 who was fighting him for the account: “…Damn it!”
There was actually someone else who wanted this cheesy string of numbers? And they were so persistent?
What was there to fight over?!
Since the number plates were automatically assigned, and their platform’s registered users had long since exceeded 100 million, some special number plates had already been registered under real names. Secretly manipulating it would be unfair, so they could only trade with the account holder.
And this was one of the birthday gifts Ning Yi had thought of for Gu Cheng! After all, CMore was the product of both her and Gu Cheng’s careers intersecting. Such a good meaning—wasn’t it perfect as a birthday gift?
So Ning Yi planned to buy him a flashy special number and let him feel the platform’s constant progress! But unexpectedly, someone else wanted it too—and that buyer wanted the number plate even more than she did??
—It was just a string of numbers!
Ning Yi hated people richer than her!
Once the account changed hands, she wanted to see who had been fighting her for it!!
But there was no helping it—her love for her husband was infinite, but the birthday-gift budget for her husband was limited!
Over budget = forget it.
Hehe. Then she’d just secretly create a special number plate for her husband herself.
Free, and she could even let him choose the colour ^3^
On the other side, the account holder finally breathed a sigh of relief and sold it to the buyer who clearly looked like a big shot.
[Sir, this account can be given to you now.]
Gu Cheng sneered: Heh.
Transfer money. Take the account.
Who could fight him for it? Dream on.
That evening, Ning Yi prepared to attend the charity gala being held in A City.
Zhao Mochu had asked in advance: [Is Gu de Mo Ning going to gain points tonight?! Please don’t let me miss it! Don’t make me kneel and beg you!]
Ning Yi: [OvO]
Gu Cheng probably wouldn’t finish his business trip until tomorrow or the day after, right? He couldn’t make it back today!
So it was perfect. The reason she was attending tonight was because there was something she wanted to bid on and give Gu Cheng as a birthday gift.
Since she hadn’t spent money on the special number, she could spend a little on the auction item instead. She could also do some charity at the same time. Pretty good.
Tonight’s charity gala had many socialites and popular celebrities attending. After all, public welfare had always been one of the important ways celebrities gained goodwill.
And tonight, as usual, it was livestreamed for netizens.
Now that CMore had entered the first phase of its first financing round, the platform structure was becoming more and more systematic. Basically, all major galas with promotional needs would open livestreams on CMore.
And this was also an important step toward building a closed-loop e-commerce system—after all, in the internet age, traffic was king. Whoever held higher daily active traffic could create more profit.
[Ahhhh, I’m here!! Waiting for Sister Ning]
[01010101010101]
[Will Young Master Gu come?]
[Seems like no. Apparently Young Master Gu isn’t in A City right now]
[Wait, I see Jiang Linyi]
[Then what about the Goddess of Light—?]
Sure enough, Ding Ziyue also appeared beside Jiang Linyi.
After the huge incident of 01’s identity being revealed, the Goddess of Light, Ding Ziyue, had disappeared from the internet for several days. Even her previously frequently updated account had not posted anything.
Netizens really were wicked. They had made countless jokes and memes about Ding Ziyue.
*I am your light.jpg*
*Let me shine upon you.jpg*
They had spread widely online! Honestly, Ding Ziyue’s traffic now was much higher than before!
So the moment Ding Ziyue appeared, the comments surged. Everyone was here for the entertainment.
[Hahaha, my goddess is here]
[Cue the BGM—]
But strangely, after Ding Ziyue appeared, she didn’t seem intimate with Jiang Linyi beside her. She didn’t even seem familiar with him.
Her expression was somewhat confused and timid, as if she wasn’t used to everything under the flashing lights. She looked completely different from her previous overconfident self!
Jiang Linyi saw it and felt his heart shatter.
Yueyue, his proud little princess, had turned into this!
He took Ding Ziyue’s hand and faced the livestream camera. “Hello, everyone. This is my girlfriend, Ding Ziyue. Taking this opportunity today, I want to tell everyone that recently… because of the blow she suffered, her mental state has been affected. She has lost her past memories, and even… no longer remembers me.”
Ding Ziyue revealed an innocent, confused expression, as if she didn’t understand what Jiang Linyi was saying.
And after Jiang Linyi finished speaking, his heart was already aching deeply.
He had lost Ding Ziyue’s love.
The netizens were also shocked.
“I sincerely ask everyone not to become unconscious snowflakes!” As a Best Actor with both many fans and many haters, Jiang Linyi was perfectly positioned to say this. He faced the camera solemnly. “Every hurtful word you say could destroy someone’s spirit!”
[Ah… my god, I didn’t expect this.]
[Actually, Princess Ding didn’t deserve to be attacked that badly. She just clung to the wrong big shot and was a bit dramatic, right?]
[I sincerely apologise to Princess Ding. I admit I laughed a little too loudly these past few days.]
[I’m sorry, Ding Ziyue.]
Inside, Ding Ziyue was already laughing wildly: Ahahahahaha—
It connected. The plot from her dream had connected, hadn’t it?!
In the prophecy of that dream, she lost her memory after a car accident, and Jiang Linyi, in order to awaken her love, cared for her even more attentively. Later, after other affectionate male supporting characters appeared, his possessiveness exploded, and he even forcefully seized the amnesiac Ding Ziyue.
Ding Ziyue was overjoyed—now she had even skipped the danger of a car accident! And once again, she had become someone everyone carefully protected!
Who in this world could be smarter than her?!
Tonight, Jiang Linyi would not refuse anything she wanted! She, Ding Ziyue, was still the most beloved person in the world—
After Jiang Linyi finished speaking, he held Ding Ziyue’s hand and walked into the gala hall, gently saying as they walked, “Yueyue, if you see anything you like later, tell me, alright?”
Suppressing the joy in her heart, Ding Ziyue said hesitantly, “Lin… Brother Linyi? Although you said you’re my boyfriend, I shouldn’t spend your money like this, right…”
Jiang Linyi’s heart softened. “It’s fine. This is what I should do for you.”
Ding Ziyue laughed wildly again inside.
Who in this world could resist spoiling her?! No one!
When they entered the venue and ran into Ning Yi, Ding Ziyue looked absolutely triumphant.
This was exactly how spiritual victory worked! As long as she had lost her memory, she could pretend those things had never happened!
If you brought them up, then you were immoral, you were clinging to the past, you were cyberbullying her!
Ning Yi: Laughing to death.
The centre of the universe, the world’s greatest entertainment—applause for Princess Ding.
Ding Ziyue was carefully helped into the front row by Jiang Linyi.
Ning Yi hid in the row behind, waiting for the gift she wanted to bid on tonight.
[I saw Sister Ning! Good, keep this camera angle!]
[Sister Ning came alone today. What exactly is she going to bid on?]
[Is she buying a birthday gift for Young Master Gu ahhhh? I’m so excited!]
[Suddenly remembered the three birthday gifts Young Master Gu gave Sister Ning. Ah! Is this mutual pampering?!]
Young Master Gu wasn’t even at the scene, but the Gu de Mo Ning shippers had already started shipping hard.
The charity gala had begun.
The opening consisted of performances by various celebrity singers. Ning Yi watched and felt none of them were as powerful as Princess Ding’s previous opening dance.
Clearly, Ding Ziyue herself thought the same.
Ever since she “lost her memory,” her whole condition had improved. She had directly saved herself from the social-death embarrassment and breakdown—honestly, she was quite talented!
After the performances ended, the organisers explained the direction of this charity donation. Some funds would be used for tuition and meal costs for children in mountain regions, some for women’s health in impoverished areas, and some for treatment costs for disabled children… The big screen showed some photos.
Ding Ziyue burst into tears. “My god, they’re so pitiful…”
Jiang Linyi held her hand tightly, thinking: Sure enough, even though Yueyue’s memories were gone, the kindness in her bones remained.
Tonight, he would give her even better things.
Ning Yi looked at the screen and felt she could buy a bit more too.
After all, she was now worth over a hundred million. Last time, at the private auction after the jewellery convention, she had only watched without making a move. Now, looking at these auction items, she actually felt a little tempted.
After waiting for a while, she raised her paddle twice, calm and casual.
[Ahhhh, sister, my only sister! You’re so cool!]
[Watching Sister Ning now feels completely different from before. She raises her paddle and increases the price so casually. Is this 01’s aura?!]
In the end, Ning Yi won a crystal-clear jade ornament shaped like a big fluttering moth, which had a similar vibe to the “jade fly-swatter” Brother Wan had once bid on.
[Wuwuwu, who shipped it? I won’t say.]
[Wan Shi Ru Yi! Spiritual victory!]
[Gu de Mo Ning! Where are you?!]
Ning Yi checked the order. There were still quite a few auction items before the cool treasure she wanted, so it would probably be in the second half of the gala.
She was just preparing to go grab some of the gala food when Gu Cheng’s voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.
“Where are you?”
Young Master Gu had landed.
And actually, he already knew where Ning Yi was.
Assistant Zhou had thoughtfully set the navigation to the charity gala location.
Rushing back just to see you—
Don’t ask. Whoever ships it dies.
Hearing his question, Ning Yi thought about how she had come here to buy Gu Cheng’s gift, so she sneakily wanted to keep it as a surprise. “I’m… I’m in your heart! Haha!”
Gu Cheng fell silent. Then he leaned back in the car seat and laughed helplessly.
At least she knew.
The charity gala soon reached the intermission. Ning Yi planned to bid on that gift in the second half and then leave.
If she stayed inside, Princess Ding would definitely come over and perform a few moves, so Ning Yi walked out—
And then, head-on, she saw a familiar tall figure.
As he walked over, the hem of his coat lifted slightly.
Ning Yi’s eyes widened in surprise. “Ah, honey, why are you back?!”
Gu Cheng’s gaze landed on Ning Yi, and he walked straight toward her. He still carried the cold frost of late autumn, his tall figure approaching before he lowered his head slightly in front of her.
“What, I can’t come back?”
His gaze fell on Ning Yi’s face, studying her carefully.
Mm. Rosy complexion, good spirits.
At a glance, it was obvious she hadn’t missed a single meal.
But Gu Cheng suddenly felt settled.
Just from standing in front of her.
“Aiya, that’s not what I meant—” For once, Ning Yi didn’t know how to explain. After all, this was probably her first time seriously preparing a birthday gift for someone.
Gu Cheng didn’t press her. He stood in front of her for a while, then raised his hand and fixed the collar she had messed up.
“When does this end? When are you going home?” Gu Cheng asked.
Ning Yi quickly nodded. “Mm-hmm, soon. I’ll leave after I buy it.”
Gu Cheng raised a brow. “Don’t need me to buy it for you?”
Ning Yi shamefully wavered for one second.
Right, her portable unlimited wallet was back.
Unfortunately, this time she was buying a gift for the wallet himself, so she could only tearfully refuse.
Ning Yi’s heart ached.
Gu Cheng roughly guessed something, and his mood became subtly pleased. He planned to return to the car and wait for her so they could go home together.
But though he was about to leave, after looking at the face he hadn’t seen in days, his footsteps paused again.
This was an empty outer corridor of the banquet hall.
The noise inside was some distance away from them.
After thinking for a moment, Gu Cheng still asked her, “Did you miss me, A Yi?”
Ning Yi raised her head to look at him.
The light above the corridor shone down, leaving the man’s tall figure backlit, casting a large shadow over her. But the cold, oppressive aura around him had softened somewhat, and his voice was low and gentle.
Ning Yi thought about what “miss” meant.
Brother Wan said she’d better not develop feelings.
Actually, she didn’t know what counted as feelings either.
After all, in all those past years, no one had required her to have such a thing. They had thrown away even morality and shame—who had time to understand feelings?
So Ning Yi wasn’t sure what kind of “miss” Gu Cheng was asking about. But—
When Gu Cheng was beside her, every meal had a solution, and every sentence had a response.
So—it was still better when he was by her side.
Ning Yi honestly nodded. “Mm-hmm.”
A smile flashed through Gu Cheng’s eyes.
Ning Yi’s mouth didn’t know how to take turns, and her body was even more direct.
Since she openly admitted that she missed Gu Cheng a little, she simply leaned over and hugged him. “Hehe. Clingy cling.”
Gu Cheng let her rub her head against his chest, and suddenly felt all the cold from the journey melt away.
He lowered his gaze, looking at the head resting against his chest, light hidden in his eyes.
He had originally planned to solemnly say something on his birthday, but this moment seemed like a suitable time too—
He had travelled back from another province, and she happened to miss him a little.
“A Yi, I—”
Before he could finish, a figure suddenly stumbled out.
“Wh-where is this? Strange, my head hurts so much…”
“Why… why can’t I remember anything?”
Gu Cheng: “?”
Ning Yi lifted her eyes from his shoulder and looked at the person walking over.
Recent events had made Ding Ziyue look thinner, her expression panicked. No one could help but feel sorry for her—she had already tested it!
Jiang Linyi, the netizens, and the people she met today… everyone was reflecting on whether they had gone too far. They were all starting to pity Ding Ziyue!
Ding Ziyue had quickly grasped the posture she should take—fragile, pitiful, melancholic, with a sense of brokenness.
After all, who could still blame a woman who had only made a small mistake, but had been cyberbullied into mental collapse and memory loss?
This move worked on all men!
And among these men, the most important one was, of course—
Ding Ziyue timidly looked at Gu Cheng in front of her, as if she had run into him by pure chance and he had accidentally witnessed her most fragile, unbearable state.
“Sir, have we… met somewhere before?”
“But… but I can’t remember… I don’t even remember who I am…”
Ding Ziyue lifted her face pitifully.
“Yueyue!”
“Yueyue, don’t run around!”
Ding Ziyue’s flower-protecting escorts rushed over, afraid that the princess, even more fragile after losing her memory, would suffer any more hardship.
Ning Yi instantly threw Gu Cheng’s unfinished words to the back of her mind and watched with great interest.
“You don’t remember who you are?” Gu Cheng asked expressionlessly.
Ding Ziyue’s heartbeat suddenly sped up slightly!
Young Master Gu actually responded to her? This was the first time. Sure enough, her fragility invited pity…
Gu Cheng: “You’re an idiot. Remember that?”
The surroundings fell silent.
Ning Yi: Hahahahaha, sorry—
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