Chapter 10: Xiao Hua, you still don't learn your lesson

Perhaps this is what it means not to be loved.

"Look! Is that Qin Shu!" Someone in the crowd had sharp eyes and recognized Qin Shu.

Qin Shu had a charming and enchanting face, with gorgeous features and a strong sense of aggression; she was so beautiful that it was hard to forget her after seeing her once.

Just now, everyone's eyes were on Gu Tingyan, so they almost overlooked her.

Qin Shu entered the entertainment industry a year ago, and thanks to this stunningly beautiful face that could withstand any scrutiny, she was not quite an A-list star, but she was somewhat famous and had quite a few fans.

Once the first person discovered Qin Shu, countless others looked over and crowded toward her together.

"Oh my god! It's Qin Shu!"

"She is so beautiful! She's even prettier in person than on TV."

"Her face is so small, the same size as my palm."

Qin Shu was surrounded by a crowd; her face was pale, and she could not stand steady as she was being shoved.

Gu Tingyan raised his head to glance at Qin Shu, and seeing her standing there safely, he bent down to pick up Chu Sheng, shielding her tightly in his arms.

"Get out of my way, all of you!"

Gu Tingyan's face was grim, and his whole body radiated a sinister and terrifying aura that made people shiver involuntarily; everyone stepped back unconsciously.

Gu Tingyan carried Chu Sheng away without looking back.

Qin Shu watched his departing back, her eyes reddening; an indescribable sour pain began to spread from the tip of her heart, as if her heart had been torn open, with cold wind blowing through it—it hurt, it hurt so much.

Her husband had left carrying another woman.

Seeing her injured, he did not even ask a single question.

"You have injuries on you; you need to go get them treated first."

Hearing this familiar voice, Qin Shu paused slightly; she looked up and was stunned: "Ji Yanli?"

"You returned to the country?"

Ji Yanli reached out to shield her in his arms, looking at her with heartache: "Yes."

The day Qin Shu married Gu Tingyan, Ji Yanli went abroad.

For five whole years, he had never returned.

Ji Yanli looked at her and sighed: "Xiao Hua, you still don't learn your lesson."

"Is it worth it to give up everything for someone who doesn't love you?"

Qin Shu's lips trembled; she was pale and somewhat drained of strength, and her heart, which was usually immune to all poisons, contracted violently because of these few words of his.

Su Tuantuan climbed up from the ground, rushed toward Qin Shu, and checked her from head to toe.

She saw a bruise on Qin Shu's shoulder, where the skin had been broken and a large patch of blood had seeped out; she gasped.

Su Tuantuan was so angry her eyes turned red, and she cursed in a low voice: "Damn it! Gu Tingyan, that bastard!"

He didn't care that his own wife was injured, but actually ran off carrying another woman!

Su Tuantuan couldn't stop her tears of heartache from falling: "Why doesn't he just die!"

Ji Yanli pulled Qin Shu to walk outside: "Let's go to the hospital first."

"Yes, yes, yes, hospital first." Su Tuantuan hurriedly wiped away her tears.

Su Tuantuan pushed through the crowd forcefully and said anxiously: "Excuse me, please! My artist is injured, we need to go to the hospital!"

Hearing that Qin Shu was injured, the crowd was extremely worried and hurriedly made a path for them automatically.

Hospital.

Just as Qin Shu was sent to the hospital, they ran into Gu Tingyan at the entrance.

Seeing him carrying another woman and ignoring his own wife, Su Tuantuan sneered: "President Gu, your wife is also injured; are you blind?"

Gu Tingyan's footsteps paused slightly, and he looked toward Qin Shu: "You're injured?"

Qin Shu stared at him, her voice indifferent: "I'm fine."

Chu Sheng raised her head from his arms and looked at Qin Shu, a magnanimous smile appearing on her weak face.

She patted Gu Tingyan's arm and said gently: "Tingyan, put me down."

She glanced at Qin Shu with a gentle smile: "I'm fine, you should go check on Miss Qin first."

Chu Sheng looked at Qin Shu timidly, appearing somewhat afraid of her: "Miss Qin doesn't seem to like me."

She reached out to tug at the corner of Gu Tingyan's clothes and said cautiously: "Go find her, I'm fine."

She lowered her eyelids: "Don't let your relationship be damaged because of me."

Her expression was as aggrieved as could be, as if Qin Shu were a bully who oppressed others.

Qin Shu stood there, feeling only that it was laughable.

Gu Tingyan was her husband; she was injured, and for him to check on her, he still needed the charitable magnanimity of his ex-girlfriend.

Endless sorrow welled up from the bottom of her heart.

Qin Shu looked at their intimate appearance and found it an eyesore.

It was as if she were the third party in the marriage.

She was the outsider.

Chu Sheng looked at Gu Tingyan with soft eyes: "Thank you for protecting me just now; if it weren't for you, I might have died."

Gu Tingyan's grip on Chu Sheng tightened; he pressed his lips together, his voice hoarse: "Don't say such depressing things."

A smile appeared on the corners of Chu Sheng's lips; she held Gu Tingyan's hand, raised her head from his arms, and in a corner where Gu Tingyan could not see, she looked at Qin Shu with a pitiful gaze.

That look seemed to be a show of force, and also like looking at a pathetic wretch.

See? As long as I show a little weakness, Gu Tingyan will feel heartache for me.

So what if you possessed Gu Tingyan for five years?

You still can't get his heart.

Now that she has returned, if Qin Shu were smart and didn't want to be embarrassed or suffer the humiliation, she should voluntarily withdraw.

And fulfill the union between her and Gu Tingyan.

Regardless of the past, or the present.

As long as Chu Sheng stands before Gu Tingyan, Qin Shu will never be able to compete with her.

Qin Shu's fingers dug into her palms, and her heart spasmed with pain.

Standing there, watching her own husband holding another woman in such intimacy, she found the sight blindingly painful.

Qin Shu gave a sarcastic smile and turned to leave without a backward glance.

She couldn't be bothered to play these petty games with Chu Sheng.

If she has the ability, let Gu Tingyan divorce her.

Qin Shu had truly tried, tried to love Gu Tingyan, and tried to warm his heart.

She spent nine years loving one person; even if she had walked the wrong path, she accepted it.

What is not one's own will never be one's own in the end.

Anything that could be snatched away by Chu Sheng was never something that belonged to her.

Qin Shu accepted that she had misjudged a person, accepted that her efforts had no return, accepted that her sincerity had been deceived, accepted the pain of parting, accepted the inability to obtain what one seeks, and accepted everything that went against her wishes.

Life is never smooth sailing.

Su Tuantuan was cursing behind her, her tears falling in anger, wishing she could go up and punch Chu Sheng!

But that was Qin Shu's own marriage, and no matter how much she wanted to, she could not interfere.

Ji Yanli watched Qin Shu's retreating figure, then turned back to nod at Chu Sheng and Gu Tingyan.

Between her and Qin Shu, Gu Tingyan chose her.

Chu Sheng watched the direction in which Ji Yanli followed Qin Shu, her fingers digging into her palms; the Ji Family was, after all, a North American financial magnate.

Ji Yanli was handsome and dashing, refined and cultured; Chu Sheng had once admired him and confessed her feelings, but she had been rejected.

She had not expected him to be so close to Qin Shu, and a flash of jealousy and resentment crossed Chu Sheng's eyes.

Just as Gu Tingyan prepared to lift his foot to chase after Qin Shu, Chu Sheng, who was beside him, fainted directly.

"Sheng!"

Gu Tingyan's expression changed; he scooped Chu Sheng up horizontally and ran inside in a panic.

The ghastly wound on Qin Shu's shoulder had been treated; Ji Yanli leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and looked at her: "Teacher misses you very much."