The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 34

Because of Gu Dancheng’s single sentence, Gu Qiuyi and Jiang Hansa were allowed inside.

The surprise on Gu Qiuyi’s face was so unmistakable that Gu Dancheng seemed pained by it, quickly averting his gaze.

Liang Rong had walked several meters before realizing Gu Dancheng hadn’t followed. She looked back and called out in a moderate tone, “Dancheng?”

Gu Dancheng didn’t say another word to Gu Qiuyi; he quickened his pace to catch up with Liang Rong.

Seeing Gu Qiuyi following them through the door, Liang Rong’s expression soured with disgust as she lowered her voice. “Who invited him here?”

Gu Qingbai remarked, “I remember the boy next to him. That’s Jiang Dai’s son.”

Liang Rong was surprised. “Jiang Dai’s son? I recall the Jiang family’s situation has been quite mediocre lately. They shouldn’t be qualified for this gala.”

Gu Qingbai replied, “A starved camel is still bigger than a horse. No matter how mediocre, they won’t be doing too poorly.”

Liang Rong nodded. “True.”

As soon as they entered the hall, eyes began to fall upon them. A woman dressed like a noble socialite approached, her eyes lighting up with admiration as they landed on Gu Dancheng. “Mrs. Gu, is this your son?”

Liang Rong immediately donned a polite yet warm smile. “Yes, this is my son, Dancheng.” She turned to him. “Dancheng, this is Mrs. Su.”

Gu Dancheng gave a slight nod. “Hello, Mrs. Su.”

Mrs. Su’s eyes sparkled. “Mrs. Gu, your son is truly a man of exceptional talent and looks.”

Liang Rong said modestly, “He’s alright. Mrs. Su’s son is the true dragon among men.”

Gu Qingbai interjected, “You ladies chat. Dancheng and I will head over there.”

Liang Rong agreed, and the two men headed toward the group of businessmen. Gu Dancheng took a few steps and instinctively looked back, but Gu Qiuyi had already disappeared into the crowd. He withdrew his gaze, his expression turning even colder.

Seeing his face, Gu Qingbai whispered an instruction: “Smile when you meet people. Women might fall for your cold act, but men won’t.”

Gu Dancheng lowered his eyes and gave a quiet “Mm.”

Once inside, Gu Qiuyi’s eyes immediately locked onto the tables overflowing with food. There were many things he had never seen before; he pointed at them like a country bumpkin. “Brother Hansa, what’s that?”

Jiang Hansa said, “Those are French snails (Escargot). They’re quite good. Want to try?”

Gu Qiuyi made a face. “Eww, snails are gross. I’m not eating that.”

He pointed to a beautifully plated dish of Chaudfroid chicken liver. “What’s this?”

Jiang Hansa was stunned by how little he knew. “Have you never had Western food?”

Gu Qiuyi said, “Never.”

Jiang Hansa: “…Really? Never?”

Gu Qiuyi insisted, “Really. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

Jiang Hansa: “…” Even if the Gu family is biased, could they really be biased to this extent?

A sense of irritation flared in Jiang Hansa’s heart for no reason. He grabbed a plate. “Want some Sirloin steak?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Yes!”

Jiang Hansa piled a few slices on. “Roasted lemon chicken leg?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Yes!”

Jiang Hansa: “Italian Tiramisu?”

Gu Qiuyi: “What’s it taste like?”

Jiang Hansa: “Sweet, a bit of a liquor taste. Very good.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Yes, yes, yes!”

Jiang Hansa: “Foie gras?”

Gu Qiuyi asked: “Is it good?”

Jiang Hansa: “It’s good. I’ll get you some; if you don’t like it, leave it.”

Gu Qiuyi hummed in agreement, and soon his large plate was piled high with delicacies.

Jiang Hansa said, “Let’s go eat over there.”

Gu Qiuyi followed him to a sofa in the corner. As soon as he sat down, Jiang Hansa asked, “Want something to drink?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Yes!”

Jiang Hansa said, “Wait here, I’ll go get it. Milk or juice?”

Gu Qiuyi thought for a second. “Juice.”

Jiang Hansa gave a thumbs up. “Got it. Wait here.” With that, he left.

Gu Qiuyi gripped his fork and began to eat. The flavors were a bit strange, but the more he ate, the better it tasted. He squinted his eyes in happiness. It would be great if I could eat such delicious things every day.

Suddenly, a voice rang out by his ear: “Aren’t you ashamed of yourself, eating so much at an event like this?”

Gu Qiuyi opened his eyes. It was Liang Rong. She was looking at him with utter disgust. “I don’t care how you got in here, but I’m warning you: stay in this corner and don’t come out to embarrass me.”

Gu Qiuyi had never suffered such an indignity. He wanted to roll his eyes, but since he hadn’t practiced, the attempt looked awkward. He gave up and said in a pinched voice, “Ms. Liang, I’m no longer a member of the Gu family. Why are you still hounding me? If you keep talking like that, my rebellious streak will kick in, and I’ll have to stand up and show everyone our faces—which are at least 60% identical.”

Liang Rong’s voice turned shrill. “You wouldn’t dare!”

Gu Qiuyi said, “Why wouldn’t I—” Then he remembered the Gu family still sent him pocket money, so he swallowed the rest of his words. “…I’m joking. I won’t go out. Satisfied?”

Liang Rong lifted her chin. “You’d better behave.”

She looked at Gu Qiuyi’s face—so similar to her own—with eyes full of revulsion. Her tone grew even more vicious. “I can pay for it. Go get plastic surgery and change this face.”

Gu Qiuyi: “???” “You want me to get plastic surgery?”

Liang Rong said, “Why not? I gave you this face; is there a problem with me wanting to take it back?”

Gu Qiuyi was flabbergasted, his words becoming incoherent. “Are you sick? You want me to change my face? Why don’t you change yours?”

Hearing this, Liang Rong’s eyebrows shot up. “You’re scolding me?! Is this your upbringing and character?!” Her face, covered in exquisite makeup, twisted slightly. “As expected, inferiority is carved into your bones. Ten-plus years of cultivation couldn’t give you any refinement. Compared to your brother, you’re truly the dirt beneath his feet. You aren’t fit to carry his shoes.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…”

He sat there, his expression turning numb. It was only natural that the original “Gu Qiuyi” would become extreme growing up in a family like this.

Seeing him silent, the disgust in Liang Rong’s eyes deepened. “In a few days, my people will come to take you to a plastic surgery hospital. You must change this face so it doesn’t look like mine at all.”

She appraised his face and continued, “Widen the double eyelids, shave down the bridge of the nose, enlarge the tip of the nose, get lip fillers, facial liposuction, and then a chin implant… make it longer…”

Gu Qiuyi: “…” Just hearing the list of procedures, he could imagine how ugly he would turn out. His expression twisted. I don’t want those 3,000 yuan anymore!

Just as Gu Qiuyi was about to lash out at her, an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind him. “I don’t think your refinement is much better.”

Gu Qiuyi turned around, his whole body jolting. It was actually Chu Yueguang.

Chu Yueguang stepped forward and looked down at Gu Qiuyi. Seeing the boy looking back at him with shock and bewilderment, Chu Yueguang felt a bit uneasy and looked away.

Liang Rong had seen Chu Yueguang before. She panicked for a split second but immediately regained her composure, saying in a pleasant tone, “Young Master Chu, I was just speaking with my son. He’s being disobedient, so I’m lecturing him.”

Chu Yueguang said in a steady voice, “You want him to get plastic surgery? Don’t you know he is under eighteen and cannot legally undergo such procedures?”

Hearing this, Liang Rong realized he had probably eavesdropped on the entire conversation. Being lectured by a junior in such a scolding tone was incredibly humiliating. If it were any other junior, she wouldn’t tolerate the insolence, but this was Chu Yueguang…

Liang Rong clenched her fingers and put on a dignified, high-society smile. “It was my oversight.”

Chu Yueguang looked at Liang Rong’s face, then down at Gu Qiuyi’s. Something felt wrong. To him, Gu Qiuyi was a high school student from a humble background, yet here he was, the son of this wealthy socialite.

Although the scale of this Tianchi gala wasn’t huge, there were requirements for entry—one had to purchase an item worth at least ten million yuan at the charity auction to attend. A family that could drop ten million on a donation clearly wasn’t ordinary.

At that moment, Gu Qiuyi called out softly: “Brother Yueguang.”

Chu Yueguang glared at him—who was his “Brother Yueguang”?

When Chu Yueguang ignored him, Gu Qiuyi felt a bit awkward. He took a moment to build up his emotions, and his eyes quickly reddened. He said with a sob, “I won’t get plastic surgery. You’ve already severed your relationship with me as a mother. I’m no longer a Gu; you have no right to make me get surgery.”

Chu Yueguang’s expression remained unchanged, but his heart jolted. They severed their relationship??

Faced with Chu Yueguang’s increasingly cold and sharp gaze, Liang Rong’s internal pressure spiked. She immediately smiled and said, “Qiuyi, stop throwing a tantrum. When did I ever sever our relationship?”

Gu Qiuyi replied, “It’s fine that you don’t want me. I’ve already left home, yet you still won’t let me go, trying to force me into surgery. What did I do wrong? I know I’m not as excellent as my brother, but I’ve worked so hard. I worked so hard to make you like me.”

His tears began to fall in large droplets. “I know I’m not smart and I learn things slowly. But since elementary school, I only slept five hours a day. All my other time was spent studying piano, calligraphy, and dance. I practiced until my fingers were swollen, but I had to keep going. I continued even when I strained my tendons dancing because I wanted you to be happy. I wanted to be a child you could be proud of.”

His voice grew more choked with sobs, drawing the attention of many people.

Under the weight of the gazes behind her, Liang Rong grew anxious and couldn’t help but hiss, “Enough! Remember what you promised me. Shut up!”

Gu Qiuyi opened his beautiful, tear-filled eyes. With a gentle blink, the tears overflowed and dampened his lovely face. “I won’t. I’m really tired. Mother, you aren’t my mother anymore. You think I’m not excellent enough and can’t give you ‘face,’ so you don’t want me. You gave me 500,000 and kicked me out of the house.”

“Sometimes I don’t understand. Since you don’t like me, why did you give birth to me? I don’t understand… is it that only if I die, you’ll be happy?”

“Enough! Stop embarrassing me!” Her expression twisted, her eyes turning red with rage. She reached out to slap Gu Qiuyi.

However, just as her hand was raised, it was caught by Chu Yueguang. “Is what he said… true?”

Liang Rong’s breathing was ragged. “Young Master Chu, how can you believe his words? My son is unruly; his ability to distort facts is world-class. I don’t know what I did to make him hate me so much that he’s intent on ruining the Gu family’s reputation.”

Gu Qiuyi wiped his tears and said, “Ms. Liang, I only beg you not to force me into plastic surgery. I’ll die. I’ll die on the operating table.”

The words about Liang Rong forcing Gu Qiuyi into surgery had been heard loud and clear by Chu Yueguang. His face turned ice-cold as he said, word by word, “I couldn’t tell that Mrs. Gu was so vicious as to kick her own biological son out of the house.”

And only for 500,000? What use was 500,000 in this capital city where land was worth its weight in gold? Especially since Gu Qiuyi was only 17—a minor.

Chu Yueguang’s heart was in turmoil. Why had Gu Qiuyi never mentioned these things to him?

He suddenly remembered something Gu Qiuyi had once said to him:

“I hope that in front of ‘Brother,’ I always look happy and blessed.”