I Heard That I am a HeartBreaker - Chapter 43

“Just be careful yourself.”

Gu Su nodded, seemingly offering a gesture of affirmation. She hoped this girl, who had recently returned to the family, could act a bit more normally. Then, she remembered—the girl seemed to be a lesbian.

At this thought, Gu Su’s mood soured. It brought her back to the issue of Qiu Shuang. What was she supposed to do? Persuade the other girl to let go, or persuade her own sister to give up?

It was a massive headache. Letting the two of them compete fairly would be far too embarrassing if word got out. Moreover, wouldn’t it be even more humiliating if neither of them managed to win her over?

Song Ya watched as the other woman finished speaking but made no move to leave. It seemed there was more to be said, so she could only stand there, waiting for Gu Su’s next move.

Song Ya couldn’t fathom why this woman had come looking for her. She hoped it wasn’t to “bond” over some supposed sisterly affection; people would die laughing. Human hearts are hidden behind layers of skin; even those born from the same womb suspect one another, let alone those who aren’t. If it were about business, she should go to her parents. Why seek out Song Ya? What utility did she have?

While Song Ya could be immature at times, she understood the big picture. What “cleverness” did she really possess? Her grades were average; she only got into a prestigious school because of her talent for dance. Otherwise, it would have required a massive donation.

Associating with someone like her rarely yielded great benefits. Song Ya didn’t believe people just handed out opportunities for free; those who approached her were invariably attracted by the advantages she carried.

But the Gu family was far wealthier than the Song family. Noticing Gu Su’s somewhat conflicted expression, Song Ya took a sharp breath. Could it be what she suspected? Please, no. Just thinking about the possibility made Song Ya feel sick. Were these two sisters both “social butterflies,” and were they both targeting her?

Song Ya felt it was absurd. Was there something wrong with the placement of their ancestral graves? Why were there so many homosexuals? Where did they all come from? Did this even align with the theory of biological evolution?

Gu Su, naturally, had no idea she had been branded a “pervert” in Song Ya’s mind. She was merely contemplating how to word her request. If she spoke directly—even though this is our first meeting and I’m technically your relative, from now on, you aren’t allowed to fight my sister for that woman—it would sound terrible. It felt like the next line would inevitably be: Here’s a check for five million, stay away from so-and-so.

“…Sigh.”

After a heavy sigh, Gu Su shook her head and signaled for the other girl to leave. Regardless, she couldn’t bring herself to say something so shameless during a first meeting. Well, honestly, even by the second or third meeting, such things would be hard to say.

Gu Su decided: this embarrassing situation wasn’t caused by her, so she wasn’t going to deal with it!

…Fine, she would just try to persuade Gu Lingxi when she got back. Who asked her to be born a person of dignity and status?

Song Ya stared with wide eyes, unable to comprehend this strange sequence of actions. She didn’t say anything, though; since Gu Su let her go, she was going to leave immediately. Who knew if this weird woman would change her mind and keep her there? She didn’t want to stay.

However, before she could reach the car, she heard another familiar voice. Song Ya was truly done.

Who would have thought she’d be this unlucky? She had just sent one away, and another appeared. No sooner had Gu Su left than Gu Lingxi charged in.

Song Ya wondered if she had failed to check the horoscope today; it seemed every bit of bad luck was finding its way to her.

What a ridiculous pair of sisters. Song Ya had zero interest in being the “filling” of this terrifying “sandwich.” To make matters worse, today was an important day for both families. From the adults’ perspective, it was perfectly normal for the young people to huddle up and chat to “strengthen their bond.”

Hearing her family’s encouragement, Song Ya was speechless. Strengthen a bond with this person? Who knew what kind of “bond” was being forged?

Personally, she only felt the urge to beat the other person up.

Gu Lingxi looked at Song Ya. Strangely, she felt she should be the dominant and confident one, given that she believed herself superior in every way. Yet, sitting with Song Ya, Gu Lingxi suddenly felt a sense of deflation.

Was this the “power of childhood friends”? No matter what, Song Ya had left an indelible mark on Qiu Shuang’s past. She would always be remembered, while Gu Lingxi would always be the “latecomer.”

At this thought, Gu Lingxi felt suppressed. Ordinary people can change many things, but no one can change time. No matter how you think or act, you cannot make the river flow backward; you cannot leap across the vast distance of time to surpass everyone.

It was truly frustrating. How could a “character” like this occupy her junior’s youth? If it were her, Gu Lingxi, would she still be dallying? She would have eloped with the junior long ago.

If the other person lacked the ability to keep her, then she deserved to have her stolen away. Thinking about the fact that Song Ya hadn’t even “claimed” Chen Wanjun despite their long years together…

Gu Lingxi felt rejuvenated. Exactly—Song Ya must have deficiencies, otherwise she would have succeeded long ago.

Why else would so many other women be involved? It seemed that aside from knowing her for a long time, the girl had no actual capability.

Song Ya sat nearby in silence, watching the other woman’s expressions change like a performer in a “Sichuan Face-Changing” opera. She didn’t understand it, and she certainly didn’t respect it. Does she have rabies? Song Ya thought she should stay away, lest the woman go mad and bite her to death.

With that in mind, Song Ya shuffled further away. She had truly had enough.

Once Gu Lingxi adjusted her mindset, she began to communicate normally. Song Ya listened to the seemingly friendly words, smiling and nodding on the surface, but internally she was exhausted.

Chatting with this kind of person was a chore—zero sincerity, just constant probing.

Song Ya figured that since the families were meeting, she couldn’t completely isolate the other girl. So, she began to spout nonsense in response to the questions.

Gu Lingxi fell into a heavy silence after listening to a string of the other girl’s nonsensical answers. It was as if, when presented with Option A and Option B, the other party chose neither and simply filled in a “T” for True.

Seeing her opponent’s “combo move” interrupted, Song Ya was overjoyed. Great, as long as I can make her shut up. She was truly being talked to death.

Next, Song Ya wanted to find a way to thoroughly disgust the other woman—something Gu Lingxi would have no way of stopping.

Song Ya’s eyes darted around. She pulled her phone from her bag, opened her contact list, and began to dial a number.

Gu Lingxi watched her behavior, her brow furrowed. The two of them sitting together today was, at least on the surface, supposed to be a new stage of getting to know one another. To start making a phone call to someone else now… wasn’t that a bit too rude?

But before Gu Lingxi could say a word, a familiar voice drifted from Song Ya’s phone.

“Song Ya? What’s up?”

Qiu Shuang?

Gu Lingxi whipped her head around to look at Song Ya, as if wanting to demand what their relationship was. Ultimately, she kept her mouth shut. The methods she had used to investigate the other girl—those background checks—weren’t exactly honorable. If she spoke up now, it would be an immediate self-exposure.

Song Ya felt a surge of triumph upon hearing Qiu Shuang’s greeting. Gu Lingxi had to rely on an internship just to become “ordinary friends” with Qiu Shuang, whereas they had always been besties.

On the other end of the line, Qiu Shuang looked at her phone in confusion. She didn’t understand why Song Ya was calling out of the blue; usually, Song Ya sent messages, and if it were urgent, she’d just show up in person.

Qiu Shuang was a bit too free at the moment, so she had picked up. But after listening to a bunch of meaningless chatter, she grew even more puzzled about what the girl was actually trying to do. However, she could tell from the tone of Song Ya’s voice that she seemed very happy.

What on earth happened? To call me just for this—has she gone completely mad?

After confirming there was no emergency, Qiu Shuang hung up directly. If this happened again, she’d have to consider blocking her.

Hearing Qiu Shuang’s voice left Gu Lingxi feeling genuinely jealous. She didn’t even dare to call the girl, fearing she wouldn’t pick up, would scold her, or would block her outright.

Gu Lingxi tried her best to maintain a kind smile. She had seen more of Qiu Shuang now, and in that regard, she and Song Ya were essentially in the same boat.

Song Ya looked at her and realized the woman hadn’t actually “broken cover” or lost her cool. She was speechless, silently marveling that while she had originally pegged Gu Lingxi as a lunatic, the woman was proving to be far more complex than she imagined.

Meanwhile, Gu Lingxi was waiting for the other girl to expose herself. But Song Ya was waiting right back, hoping Gu Lingxi would be the first to jump out and claim her place in the picture.

“???”

With things as they were, who was playing whom?

“Senior, this might be the first time you’ve seen me, but it’s not the first time I’ve seen you. For our first formal meeting: I am Qiu Shuang’s best friend and her closest childhood friend. Please pay close attention in the future.”

Hearing Song Ya’s sarcastic, “yin-yang” tone, Gu Lingxi finally understood. No wonder the girl’s attitude had been so strange; she had been plotting this for a long time.

Gu Lingxi actually let out a small laugh. She didn’t know where Song Ya got the courage to compete with her. Whatever Gu Lingxi wanted, she would find a way to get it, no matter what.

Song Ya was stunned as she watched the light in the other woman’s eyes grow brighter and brighter. Normally, people would back off at this point—so why was her aura becoming even more aggressive? Did she have some kind of “NTR” fetish?

Damn it, people like this actually exist. I really can’t handle this.

“Is that so? Well, you’re right. I do indeed have ‘intentions’ toward Qiu Shuang. After all, a girl that cute and beautiful easily attracts attention. However, I am also very polite. I haven’t officially begun my pursuit yet, so I hope you can keep this a secret from her. Likewise, I will use my determination to prove my sincerity toward her.”

Gu Lingxi delivered these words with total composure, effectively declaring war.

Song Ya fell into an instant silence. This was nothing like what she had imagined. Shouldn’t the woman have tucked her tail and run? How did this turn into a bizarre declaration of war?

What now? What was she supposed to do? Scream “No!” and try to snatch the girl back? She was truly fed up.

And “sincerity”?

What do you mean, ‘your sincerity,’ you damn scumbag! Song Ya’s molars were nearly grinding to dust. She had come here to flaunt her status and gloat, yet somehow she had ended up in this predicament. If she didn’t “allow” the pursuit, wouldn’t that look bad?

Song Ya felt that she was being far too civilized. Using the last of her lifelong breeding, she forced a polite smile, opened her phone, and slowly typed a few words to Chen Wanjun:

“Death to those who try to steal someone else’s wife!”

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