Chapter 125: I Advise You Not to Defy Me

Gu Zhenzhi’s eyes darkened slightly. He lowered his gaze, concealing the cold light within. The moment he looked up again, his voice deepened, “I will go back.” After speaking, Gu Zhenzhi turned to the side and said to Ruan Cha, “You go home first. I’ll come back later.” Upon hearing this, Ruan Cha instinctively grasped Gu Zhenzhi’s wrist. “I…” She was about to speak when Gu Ruiliang’s voice sounded again, “You must be Miss Ruan Cha, right? Our patriarch has instructed me and wishes to meet both sisters of the Ruan family. Let’s go together.” “Since this concerns our family affairs, what does it have to do with her?” Gu Zhenzhi stared into Gu Ruiliang’s deep-set eyes, meeting those bottomless orbs. “Zhenzhi, I advise you not to disobey the old man’s wishes.” The threat in his tone was unmistakable. Gu Zhenzhi’s expression turned icy. Clenching his fists, fury surged within his chest. Just as he prepared to look up, he felt a warmth pressing against his side. Ruan Cha held tightly to Gu Zhenzhi’s arm, her gaze unwavering as she stared straight into Gu Ruiliang’s domineering eyes.

Again, they used the Gu family to suppress them. She was curious to see what kind of monsters the Gu family truly were. — In Mo City, there was a saying: The Gu family was wealthier than many a nation, their influence permeating every industry and corner. Their annual tax payments amounted to sums unimaginable to ordinary people in a lifetime. The moment the sleek black business car arrived at the gates of the Gu family villa, from nearly a kilometer away, the magnificent palace-like estate was visible. The villa stood seven or eight stories tall, blending traditional Chinese architecture with a subtle European flair. Upon receiving orders, the security booth at the gate slowly lifted the barriers, and the car drove inside. Five minutes later, the black vehicle came to a stop before the grand mansion. Ruan Cha and Gu Zhenzhi followed closely behind Gu Ruiliang, walking through two rows of respectful servants’ gazes into the villa. Although they had been invited into the Gu family estate, the servants’ outward respect masked disdainful looks that pierced Ruan Cha’s heart deeply. The thought that Gu Zhenzhi had lived in such an environment for so many years made her chest ache with a dull pain.

The villa’s opulent hall was supported by pillars of white marble, each carved and sculpted with painstaking detail, a testament to immense wealth and power. Seated at the center was the patriarch of the Gu family, his white beard full, his back slightly bent but his spirit vigorous, his eyes sharp and keen. Beside him sat the eldest sons of the Gu family, and to the right were their wives and children. Gu Jiayan and Ruan Wei stood in the middle, receiving the attention of everyone present. Ruan Cha and Gu Zhenzhi were led to stand side by side with Gu Jiayan and the others. The Gu family patriarch lifted his teacup, sipped, then his expression darkened. His booming voice filled the room, “Everyone’s here. You two explain yourselves first. How dare you appear on a live broadcast under the Gu family name without consulting us? Do you intend to openly defy this old man?” Gu Jiayan’s face twitched slightly. He cast a pleading look toward his mother, Bai Peishan. “Father, Jiayan has always been obedient. How could he possibly disobey you? He’s been under a great deal of pressure lately from participating in many competitions. When he mentioned this program, I thought it might help him relax, so I let him go.” Bai Peishan stood up, her eyes full of maternal concern as she glanced tenderly at her beloved son.