Chapter 82: Schemes and Inspirations

On Friday night, Gu Xue was home alone, fiddling with her phone. She stared repeatedly at the text message she had discovered with sudden surprise a few days ago while checking her SMS. The sender was her boyfriend, Ruoyu.

Counting the time, it should have been the reply after he received the letter she sent for their fourth anniversary.

Although the text was just a cold line: [I’ve moved out. Wish you happiness…], Gu Xue couldn’t help reading it over and over. From this short sentence, the girl could decipher so much—his reluctance to leave her, his inability to let go, being a prideful tsundere. Heh, hehehe…

In short, one thing was clear: Ruoyu still cared about her! Maybe he even missed her a lot! It’s just that the game involving that little homewrecker and her father—the four of them—wasn’t over yet, so they couldn’t meet for now.

Ah, really~ That little homewrecker, what did she mean by saying it was hard to get in touch with Ruoyu? Weren’t they in contact now? Hmph, Ruoyu… seemed to be enjoying playing along with her charade, didn’t he?

But, tsk… it looked like her own game had made some progress too.

Gu Xue opened WeChat again and saw the latest message from Ling Bo, reporting the latest progress.

That’s right. That night, the one who secretly met Ling Bo was none other than her, Gu Xue.

[Ling Bo: Mission complete. I recorded our confrontation as you instructed. Sending the audio to you.]

Seeing this triumphant message, Gu Xue couldn’t help but curl her lips. She opened the audio to verify it wasn’t scripted, then promptly transferred the payment.

[Gu Xue: Transfer: 100,000 yuan.]

[Gu Xue: Mission accomplished well, Ling Bo. This is your reward.]

[Gu Xue: However, I trust you remember what I told you that day. Don’t you dare go back to explain to her afterward or comfort her with any hint, or else… your fate will be very ugly. Understand?]

[Ling Bo: Yes…]

Satisfied after threatening Ling Bo, Gu Xue put down her phone. After a while, she heard another notification. She picked it up again and frowned as she saw Ling Bo’s follow-up message.

[Ling Bo: Actually, why do you have to do this? Although her design is good… it might not win the award after all…]

[Gu Xue: Stop talking nonsense!]

Frowning, the girl tapped furiously on the virtual keyboard, then threw the phone aside onto the sofa.

After a moment, she took a deep breath to calm herself and then sneered coldly.

How could anyone ask such a stupid question? The reason she was going after that little homewrecker wasn’t because she was afraid of her winning some award. Gu Xue wasn’t even participating in that damned competition, so why would she need to eliminate a competitor?

Hmph… What she really intended was simple: just as she had planned before, to break that little homewrecker’s spirit!

Steal the fruits of hard work, have trusted friends betray her, and then bribe some of Long Yu’s people to spread rumors next week. Hmph, with such a full set of services, Gu Xue didn’t believe that little homewrecker could hold up!

A couple of rounds like this would put immense psychological pressure on her, even if her father could cover up the incidents. Over time, she’d be on the brink of mental collapse, her nerves sensitive and fragile. She’d realize someone was targeting her. And then… she’d turn to Ruoyu for help.

Hmph, when that time came, and no one else was willing to help, Ruoyu would have no choice but to show up personally and come back to her side. Ah, then she could deliberately string him along and make him learn to cherish her. Hmph, hehehe… Wouldn’t that be wonderful too!

With that mindset, Miss Gu sat at home like an angler waiting for the fish to bite. Little did she imagine, however, that at this very moment, the psychological trauma she had inflicted was being continuously healed and restored by her foster father.

****

The next day, Saturday, a bright and clear morning!

Early in the morning, Zhou Ruoyu was picked up by Gu Jiachen and driven to a clothing store with a vast variety of styles… No, calling it a warehouse would be more accurate.

Staring at the dazzling array of clothes in front of her, Zhou Ruoyu was momentarily stunned. After a while, the black-haired loli turned her head in bewilderment and looked at Gu Jiachen, asking:

“Wait, no, President Gu, I thought today we were here for you to teach me how to design game outfits. Why does it look like we’re shopping for clothes? I have plenty of clothes at home already—I really don’t need any more girls’ clothes, wah~”

Hearing her assumption, Gu Jiachen couldn’t help but chuckle. He reached out and ruffled the little girl’s antenna hair, then laughed:

“I didn’t bring you here to buy clothes, little bunny. How odd—most girls love pretty clothes, so why are you so resistant?”

“Ah, well, this… ahem, if it’s not to buy clothes, then what are we here for?”

Faced with Gu Jiachen’s doubt about her femininity, the girl decisively changed the subject. Of course, she was genuinely curious too—after all, with all these little dresses lying around, if they weren’t for her to buy… was the six-foot-tall president going to give a performance as a muscle-bound beauty? Mm… To be fair, she’d love to see that. Pfft.

“What are you laughing at, little bunny? You wouldn’t be thinking of something bad, would you?”

Seeing Zhou Ruoyu’s dreamy smile, Gu Jiachen gave her head a gentle pat. The black-haired loli quickly shook her head and repeatedly explained:

“Ah, no, no, nothing, I was just thinking how pretty these clothes are.”

“Mm, not bad? Well, whether they’re pretty or not is secondary. The most important thing is that this place has the largest collection and the most complete variety. Not only all kinds of everyday wear, but also props and costumes for film shoots—you can find anything you need with a search.”

Gu Jiachen nodded, then turned to explain his intentions: “Little bunny, think about it: even though you’re designing outfits for an online game, clothing always has some basis in reality, doesn’t it? Instead of racking your brains over a flat image, why not come here, try on a few pieces, see how they look on a person, and let the inspiration come naturally?”

“Hmm… that actually makes some sense?”

After hearing his reasoning, the girl thoughtfully rubbed her chin. For a moment, the president nodded proudly and then pressed further:

“Well? Don’t you think I’m right? Ahem, now let’s choose—what style of outfit do you want to design? Uh, didn’t you do some research before? What type of clothing is the most popular?”

“Uh… first place seems to be… b-bunny girl?”

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