Chapter 2: Who Gave You the Right?

Just at this moment, Gu Wenyan suddenly noticed Bao Sihan's tightly furrowed brows; he had been framed and met with an accident a while ago, his body had not yet recovered, and now so many things had happened today...

The cold and handsome man gritted his teeth, but was soon overcome by severe pain and lost consciousness.

"Bao Sihan! What's wrong with you?!" Gu Wenyan panicked, no longer in the mood to call the police; she pushed him into the passenger seat, turned the car around herself, and without looking at those two people, sped away with a roar.

Gu Mianmian would certainly destroy the evidence of the steel cable lying in the middle of the road, but it didn't matter; she had real-time surveillance in her car, which had broken after the car crash in her past life.

But this time... she had already enabled synchronous transmission when she got out of the car just now, and their every move... would be on the surveillance!

Just you wait, Gu Mianmian, Fang Qihang, in this life, we shall play slowly!

Bao Sihan was admitted to the hospital, so the wedding naturally could not proceed; fortunately, the examination results showed that Bao Sihan had fainted mostly due to hypoglycemia.

He hadn't even eaten a meal before rushing to chase after her...

Gu Wenyan looked at the man's quiet sleeping face and said softly, "This time I won't hurt you again, believe me."

Not long after, footsteps suddenly came from outside the ward; Gu Wenyan frowned and walked out, and sure enough, she saw Gu Mianmian.

There was a hint of triumph in her eyes; it seemed she had already destroyed the evidence.

Gu Wenyan's expression remained unchanged as she looked at the middle-aged couple beside Gu Mianmian.

The man was robust and spirited, the woman gentle and intellectual; one could hardly tell they were already parents of four children.

"Dad, Mom..."

Gu Wenyan felt conflicted inside.

She had a difficult birth, and a fortune teller deemed her life to be one that would bring misfortune to her loved ones, so she had to stay away from them until two years ago, when she was eighteen and brought back to Jingcheng.

Only after returning home did she learn that there was an adopted younger sister in the family, Gu Mianmian.

Gu Mianmian was afraid she would snatch everything away and harbored murderous intent...

Gu Wenyan had once deeply hated her parents for leaving her in the countryside for eighteen years without a word, and after bringing her home, they only doted on the adopted daughter Gu Mianmian, turning a blind eye to her, their biological daughter.

Thus, she had acted against them at every turn, appearing rebellious and stubborn.

Now, there was still resentment and hatred, but even more so, there was regret.

Her soul had once seen the scene of her parents grieving and crying after her death; perhaps they had not been willing to let her go.

If not for Gu Mianmian, her relationship with her parents would not have reached such a point.

"Gu Wenyan!" her father Gu Jue's face was cold, "Why was the wedding cancelled?!"

He began with an interrogation, as if furious: "The whole city is watching the Gu Family's joke now, everyone knows you ran away before the wedding, you really... you really let me down!"

Gu Mianmian persuaded softly: "Dad, don't blame sister, she grew up in the countryside since she was a child and doesn't know how what she does will damage our family reputation..."

Was this persuasion, or adding fuel to the fire?

Beside them, her mother Ye Yiwen also shook her head and sighed silently.

Gu Wenyan, however, just stared at Gu Mianmian, seeing through her schadenfreude, and sneered: "Indeed, you shouldn't blame me; Gu Mianmian, I haven't settled the score with you for this matter yet."

Gu Mianmian habitually widened her innocent eyes: "Sister, I went to find you specifically today because I wanted you to come back quickly to hold the wedding, just because I didn't want you to lose face for our Gu Family..."

She began to choke up: "But you actually... actually..."

"Oh? Then who was it before that instigated me to run away from the wedding, telling me to run as far as possible on the day of the wedding?"

Gu Mianmian felt a tightening in her heart and defended herself as if nothing had happened: "What are you talking about, sister? You wouldn't be trying to frame me, would you?"

In the Gu Family, Gu Mianmian, the adopted daughter, was always praised, possessing the style and elegance of a young lady of a wealthy family.

While Gu Wenyan, this country girl, was looked down upon for being reckless and impulsive everywhere after returning to the Gu Family.

Her parents always favored Gu Mianmian.

For example, right now, they believed her more: "Gu Wenyan! What nonsense are you spouting?"

Gu Jue scolded sternly: "Mianmian put aside important matters today and braved the thunderstorm to find you, yet you still blame her; you truly have no upbringing!"

Gu Mianmian threw herself into Ye Yiwen's arms, aggrieved: "Mom, why does sister have to say that about me? Does she not like me? Because I am not your biological daughter?"

Ye Yiwen hugged her heart-achingly: "Mianmian, be good, Mom naturally treats you just like a biological daughter, there is no difference."

Her mother looked up and said to Gu Wenyan with eyes full of disapproval: "You are the older sister, you should take responsibility for your own mistakes; do not hurt your innocent younger sister!"

Gu Jue snorted again: "Not raised by our side, she is just not as sensible and well-behaved as Mianmian!"

Gu Wenyan's cherry lips curled slightly, and her delicate brows arched.

The wildness and rudeness she had in the past—weren't they all taught by Gu Mianmian?

Gu Mianmian said that doing so would make her different, would make Mom and Dad like her...

Heh, she in her past life was truly stupid to the extreme.

Straightening her waist, Gu Wenyan opened her shoulders and neck, her figure slender and flowing, instantly appearing ethereal and beautiful.

In an instant, something was different.

She smiled, her eyes bright and teeth white, clear and enchanting: "Dad, Mom, you are right; someone like me who was abandoned by her parents since childhood and has barely even seen them, how could I have any upbringing?"

Her words instantly caused her parents' expressions to change abruptly, striking the scar in their hearts.

Gu Mianmian also vaguely felt Gu Wenyan's difference; it was... it was the feeling she had when she first met Gu Wenyan!

That girl with skin as white as jade, whose clear eyes seemed to hide amber, with the beauty of a lotus, and a faint, ethereal fragrance lingering about her...

At one glance, Gu Mianmian felt ashamed of her own inferiority; the temperament of a young lady of a prominent family she considered herself to have was completely overshadowed!

Gu Mianmian was afraid, worried, and panicked, which was why she tried every means to dress Gu Wenyan in clothes that made her temperament look vulgar before her parents brought her home, taught her to behave recklessly, and told her to reveal a savage personality...

As she was terrified and uneasy, Gu Wenyan laughed again: "However, even the daughter you raised by your side doesn't have much upbringing, nor is she very kind."

Gu Mianmian's tears fell: "Sister, you are still slandering me; you really have come to resent me, which is why you say such things about me..."

Gu Fu was provoked by Gu Wenyan and was furious; as if to defend his so-called pride and dignity, he said sternly: "Admittedly, we have things we owe you, but your sister has done nothing wrong; you have no right to complain about her!"

"Wen Yan, you are not allowed to talk about your sister; the wedding cancellation is your own fault, and you have brought shame to our Gu Family; you are not allowed to quibble anymore."

Her mother also habitually leaned toward Gu Mianmian, with a trace of blame in her eyes.

Gu Wenyan was ultimately somewhat disappointed, but in this lifetime, she would take back everything that belonged to her.

She was just about to continue speaking when the hospital room door suddenly opened; a man with a tall and upright stature walked to her side, draped an arm around her shoulders, and pressed her into his embrace.

Bo Si Han held Gu Wenyan tightly, his brows cold and stern, his face livid: "Who gave you the right to bully my person?"