Chapter 4: You Had Best Not Lie to Me

The woman's skin was as transparent as cicada wings, snow-white and luminous, her lips full and rosy, like fruit on a branch, inviting one to pluck them.

Viewed from such close proximity, one could appreciate the allure of her face even more.

Bao Sihan stared straight at Gu Wenyan, his tone growing increasingly deep and inscrutable: "You wrote a love letter of your own accord to tell me you liked me and wanted to marry me. I agreed, and now you want to run away from the wedding..."

"Is this a method you used to attract my attention, or have you been playing me for a fool from the very beginning?"

The man's voice was clearly not loud, yet it carried a chill that seemed to carve itself into Gu Wenyan's marrow.

In her heart, she cursed Gu Mianmian to high heaven.

When it came down to it, this whole affair was Gu Mianmian's doing.

Although the Bo Family was powerful, possessed vast assets, and held an extremely high status, Bao Sihan, as the Head of the Family, still had countless enemies due to his ruthless and vicious methods.

Gu Mianmian had been certain that Gu Wenyan would refuse to marry Bao Sihan, so she deliberately imitated her handwriting, wrote love letters, and expressed affection to Bao Sihan in her voice.

She even took the initiative to propose marriage to Bao Sihan.

Then, she enticed Gu Wenyan to run away during the wedding to manufacture an accident where she would die in a car crash while fleeing, so that she could usurp everything that should have belonged to her, the Gu Family Daughter.

Gu Wenyan intended to explain: "Si Han, I..."

Bao Sihan leaned down, staying very close to her, their breaths intermingling, carrying a danger that made one's heart palpitate: "I am warning you, answer properly. If you answer incorrectly, I cannot guarantee what will happen."

Gu Wenyan's body trembled, and she recalled the scene she had seen while her soul was drifting.

That little brother who had once saved her was not Fang Qihang, whom she had mistaken him for, but Bao Sihan...

"Si Han, I must apologize to you; after all, the matter of running away from the wedding has already happened."

"And then?" A terrifying whirlpool was brewing in Bao Sihan's black eyes, but he still temporarily suppressed the waves of his emotions.

Gu Wenyan gently stroked his face with her hand: "But can you also try to understand me? How could I have imagined that you would agree to marry me so easily?"

She had barely had any contact with Bao Sihan before, and she was surprised that a man like him, who was so cold, ruthless, and indifferent to women, would actually take a fancy to her.

"So I was also afraid, but after today I will not be afraid anymore. I am very sure that I want to marry you and want us to be together properly in the future."

Bao Sihan's metallic voice, with its slightly hoarse texture, carried a charming and bewitching quality: "Is this another one of your schemes?"

"No, this is my heartfelt truth."

The woman's soft, slender arms suddenly hooked around Bao Sihan's neck, and she leaned in, somewhat nervously.

Her thick, curled eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, and as she drew closer, a faint scent of roses on her body invaded his senses.

Bao Sihan's eyes darkened, and before he could react, the woman's sweet, soft kiss was pressed onto the corner of his lips.

Gu Wenyan closed her eyes shyly: "Consider this my promise to you, a seal of approval, alright?"

A string in Bao Sihan's brain had also crashed.

Not even a glimmer of light could escape from the depths of his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

Even from the moment Gu Wenyan returned to Jingcheng, he had known of her existence, and after receiving her confession letter, he had decided without hesitation to make her his own...

But, Bao Sihan had never been this close to a woman before.

Just as he was gradually regaining his thoughts, Gu Wenyan pushed him away with force: "I'm going to buy you some porridge!"

She fled in a panic.

A long while later, a faint smile gradually curled onto the man's cold, stern, and handsome face.

But after a moment, it returned to indifference and icy silence; a dark light flashed by, and he whispered viciously: "Gu Wenyan, you had best not lie to me..."

It just so happened that there was a very famous porridge shop near the hospital, and Gu Wenyan went there specifically to get takeout; she did not expect that the very people she had just argued with would appear here.

However, her father, Gu Jue, was not present.

She only saw Gu Mianmian and her mother, Ye Yiwen, sitting in a booth; business was very good here every day, and there were no private rooms left.

Gu Mianmian kept sobbing in a low voice, feigning pity to win sympathy, while secretly sowing discord.

She wanted to weaken the guilt that Ye Yiwen had felt because of Gu Wenyan's words.

"Mom, I know you have always cared about sister for so many years, but she complains about you and misunderstands you so much; I am really very sad..."

Gu Mu shook her head: "Forget it, what your sister said... was not wrong either. Over these years, we have indeed owed her a lot."

A flash of disdain crossed the corner of Gu Mianmian's mouth, but she comforted her: "Mom, you have me. I will be good to sister in the future; whatever you owe her, I will repay!"

"You child!" Gu Mu stroked Gu Mianmian's hair with affection, "You are innocent; what does this have to do with you?"

"Mom, I just don't want to make things difficult for you."

Gu Mianmian took the opportunity to bring it up again: "However, I am worried that brother-in-law will pursue today's matter; if it blows up, it will be very bad for our Gu Family..."

Gu Mu's expression turned stern: "Our Gu Family is not to be bullied either. Your father will discuss it with your older brother, and they will resolve it; you don't need to worry."

"Thank you, Mom!"

As the mother and daughter were speaking in intimate tones, the atmosphere was harmonious, but Gu Mianmian caught sight of a familiar figure and immediately called out to her: "Sister! Why are you here too? Come over and eat with Mom and me!"

Gu Mu also did not expect Gu Wenyan's appearance; her expression was dazed for a moment before she said: "Wen Yan, you are here too... Why not sit down and eat with us first?"

The porridge Gu Wenyan had ordered still needed a while, so she walked over and sat down gracefully.

Gu Mianmian immediately said to her, full of guilt: "Sister, you won't still blame me for what happened today, will you? I really know I was wrong, and I will never go back on my promise to you again..."

Gu Mu looked at Gu Wenyan with a somewhat complex expression: "Your sister did act quite immaturely this time, but you must believe that her inner starting point was good. For your sake, and also for our Gu Family, in this regard she is more... than you."

"Mom." Gu Wenyan revealed a faint smile; her features combined all the advantages of Ye Yiwen and Gu Jue—fine eyebrows, peach-blossom eyes, delicate features with charm and allure, and a classical, gentle grace.

Before, she had always dressed herself in various trendy clothes, which not only did not suit her but also lowered her temperament.

But today, when she ran away from the wedding, Gu Wenyan wore a simple white camisole dress; her skin, as white as jade beads, set off her own creamy complexion, like spring peaches and autumn chrysanthemums, beautiful enough to be unforgettable.

Gu Mu looked at her daughter's suddenly somewhat unfamiliar face, stunned.

A flash of vicious jealousy crossed Gu Mianmian's eyes once again.

"I will not blame sister, but this matter has already been handed over to Si Han to resolve, so I cannot guarantee how he will handle it next."

Gu Wenyan softened her voice to change the subject: "Have you not been sleeping well lately? I brewed some traditional Chinese medicine for calming the nerves and aiding sleep a few days ago. Have you drunk it? Was it effective? If it was, I will brew some more for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Gu Mianmian's pupils dilated sharply.