After Falling in Love, the Overbearing CEO Finally Saw the Light - Chapter 17
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If this had been in the past, his pride would have sooner shattered than bent. One could only say that society is a vast black hole; every power is like a massive whirlpool, and one such vortex had happened to pull him in.
Perhaps things could be a little easier this way.
Changing one’s methods was not necessarily a bad thing.
Before falling asleep, Gu He once again recalled the string of sandalwood beads He Yunqi wore on his wrist.
During this period, if He Yunqi’s subordinates had not been lingering around him, he would have essentially forgotten that the man existed.
Today was Friday. Just as class ended, he received a text from a former student. The boy was a high school senior from a wealthy family whose academic grades were mediocre. The student was only passionate about voice acting, which was fine as a hobby, but absolutely out of the question as a career. His parents believed that studying such things was a complete waste of money; they felt that as long as one could speak clearly and correctly, there was nothing left to learn.
Because his grades were a mess, his parents wanted to find a university student to tutor him, hoping the atmosphere of a top student would rub off on him. Since the pay was high, Gu He had agreed.
“Teacher Gu, I am at West School Lane. Can we meet? I have something I want to discuss with you.”
Gu He frowned. Logically, he had already resigned from this job last week. He had sensed the stirring heart of a restless youth. Romance was a pastime for the adolescence of wealthy children, while he was merely a poor person concerned with survival. He had no time to play house with a child.
Furthermore, this person had some distant ties to Zhao Pengtai. Unnecessary connections should be handled cleanly and immediately. Gu He decisively blocked the number.
The other side remained persistent, switching to a different phone number to continue the harassment.
“Teacher Gu, I beg you to come just once, please. I promise this is the last time I will look for you.”
Then came another new number and a multimedia message.
“Little Teacher, does Seventh Lord treat you well? Since you are so beautiful, should we make this public?”
Gu He glanced at the attached photo. It was the scene where he had collapsed into He Yunqi’s lap and proactively hooked his arms around the man’s neck to speak. It was clearly a candid shot, and the image was blurry. However, his face was recognizable, while the mysterious Seventh Lord was completely hidden from view.
“So, where can I meet you?”
Gu He’s expression did not look good. He frowned coldly and kicked a small pebble by his feet. He replied directly with the words “The Mortuary” before tossing his phone into his pocket.
Meanwhile, at the airport VIP lounge.
Xu Jichuan watched as He Yunqi’s face grew increasingly dark. He regretted his choices a hundred times over. He should not have swapped shifts with Xie Jun. He had thought going abroad meant traveling and meeting foreign women, but that was all a lie. Who could withstand the powerful aura of Seventh Lord when he was like this?
He Yunqi dialed Gu He’s number for the first time. It was busy.
The second time, it rang a few times before being heartlessly hung up.
Enduring with patience, he dialed a third time, only to find he had been blocked.
A heavy sound echoed as He Yunqi’s phone was thrown in a perfect arc and smashed against the wall, leaving a dent. Xu Jichuan’s heart skipped a beat along with the impact.
Seeing He Yunqi’s somber expression, Xu Jichuan braved the immense pressure and spoke cautiously. “Seventh Lord, perhaps the sister in law’s anatomy lab has not ended yet, so he has no time to check his phone. After all, classroom participation points are quite important.”
Fortunately, Xie Jun had uploaded Gu He’s class schedule to the group files beforehand to make summoning him more convenient.
Suddenly struck by an idea, Xu Jichuan added, “Oh, it is also possible he installed the National Anti-Fraud App. Cyber scams are rampant lately, and university students are the most common victims.”
He Yunqi’s eyes were cold. There was no warmth in his deep features. “Do I look like a fraud syndicate?”
“Se, Seventh Lord,” Xu Jichuan stammered. His back went cold as he saw He Yunqi’s gaze turn suddenly predatory, as if he were on the verge of an explosion. Xu Jichuan quickly shut his mouth.
On the other side.
The stars were sparse and the moon was dim. The late autumn night fell like a hazy veil. Past West School Lane was a desolate area with a few scattered, unfinished buildings. The empty, dark windows added a sense of gloom that was unsettling. Footsteps made muffled thuds against the dirt and gravel.
“Stop right there.”
A spark from a cigarette flickered in the darkness. Soon, several boys wearing school uniforms walked out with an arrogant swagger. “Come out and see if it is him.”
In the hallway, light shone against the walls, which were covered in various insults and graffiti. It seemed that students were the primary ones who vented here, though there was also a group of vicious young thugs who had been to the police station countless times. These delinquents, who could not be intimidated, occupied this darkness.
Though they were called students, only the uniforms they wore symbolized their status. Their behavior was no different from common thugs. Boys of this age loved to act tough, thinking that dangling a cigarette from their lips made them incredibly cool.
“Yes.” A boy at the back was dressed more normally compared to the others. His zipper was pulled up to his collarbone, and he carried a backpack. His soft black hair made him look somewhat obedient. He instinctively called out, “Teacher Gu.”
Gu He stopped. He was dressed simply in a white shirt and jeans that had been washed until they were pale. Although the clothes were cheap, they could not hide the excellent physique and appearance of the wearer, which elevated their value.
“Zhao Yanqin, you are impressive. No wonder you improved so fast; it turns out you had special private tutoring.”
The boy named Zhao Yanqin was tall at 1.8 meters, but his personality was soft, introverted, and easily embarrassed.
The others were mostly troublemakers from wealthy or powerful families. They all knew more or less about what had happened to Zhao Pengtai in their circles.
Boys of this age played hard and fast, which was often influenced by their families. They imitated adults and sneaked into the adult world, quietly crossing boundaries.
“Teacher Gu, I am sorry.” Zhao Yanqin’s gaze was fixed on Gu He. He knew he had dragged Gu He into this. The others had only said they wanted to get to know Gu He and, if possible, hire him as their tutor.
“Little Teacher,” one said in a flippant tone. They carefully studied the cold youth before them. He was handsome; his amber eyes alone could make one imagine them misty and full of affection. His frame was thin and slender, not with the supple beauty of a woman, but with a lean, tight, and resilient strength that was truly rare.
“Why not consider opening a class? You can set the price.”
“Exactly, let us also experience a leap in quality.” The last speaker’s gaze turned greedy. A person with this kind of looks would be a top tier find at PURE. “The teacher’s way of instruction must be very exciting, considering how quickly you fell under the trousers of Seventh Lord.”
Zhao Yanqin did not expect them to be so arrogant and insulting. He defended, “It is not like that.”
Gu He wore a crew neck T-shirt that exposed his lean collarbones. He gave them a cold glare.
Zhao Yanqin knew he was in the wrong for involving Gu He, so he silently lowered his head.