You Are the Star I Cannot Touch - chapter 52

Chapter 52: The Ultimate Romantic Confession: Mu Yan, I Love You

“The hospital. I’ll just be a part-time consultant forensic pathologist. I’ve killed so many people, I want to do something useful, especially since I had no grievance with those I killed.”

“My Yan’er is so kind. Then I’ll open a hospital for you. That way, if someone can’t afford treatment, you can decide to treat them for free, right? I’d worry you’d feel restricted in someone else’s hospital.”

Mu Yan was astonished, “A hospital? Hospitals aren’t easy to open, are they? You… you’re that rich?”

“The Gong Group’s current annual revenue is 30 trillion. Huayu’s revenue is even higher than Gong’s. You should know that Gong cannot compete with Huayu. Huayu looks like a place for entertainment and consumption, but the things it carries behind the scenes are terrifying. They only recognize Gong Yutong. There are many things behind me that I will gradually let you understand later. In short, leaving the Gong Group, I am very rich, and I can afford to support you. I can afford to support you even with a hundred million a month. Don’t worry.”

“Ten years… You… You were so young back then. How did you do it? I… maybe it’s because I was focused on chasing you back then. Anyway, being a forensic pathologist or a doctor is based on learning. But establishing my assassin group and some of my other forces was very difficult, step by step. But I had Yue’er helping me, and you were all alone.”

“Yan’er, I have the Gong Group,” she touched her face helplessly. “What did you think I became the CEO for? To use its power to rise. You’re truly naive.”

“How can I… compare to an old fox like you?”

“Old? Mu Xiaoyan, I’m one year older than you.”

“Baby, I… I was wrong,” she proactively kissed her. “I was wrong, you’re not old, you’re young.”

“Young?” She glanced down at herself, “Young?”

“No, no, not young.” She couldn’t let her speak anymore, or she’d be wrong no matter what she said. She pinned her down and kissed her. This person could twist black into white; she couldn’t out-argue her.

Gong Yutong allowed her to kiss her. After a while, Mu Yan let go. Gong Yutong held her, “Do you want to bathe tonight?”

“… Will you bathe me?”

“I can.”

“No… no need. I haven’t been anywhere, I’m clean.” If she bathed her, she feared she’d be in for trouble tonight.

“I thought you were looking forward to it.”

“I’m tired today,” she hugged her. She was definitely looking forward to it, but she was afraid Gong Yutong would settle the score from earlier later on.

“Do you remember what I said when you bumped into me in the Gong Group’s elevator?”

“‘If you bump into me again, don’t force me to bump into you properly.'” Mu Yan looked at Gong Yutong innocently, “Just that sentence.”

“Mm.”

Mm? What does that mean? Does ‘bumping’ not mean that but rather… “Is it what I’m thinking?”

“Mm.”

“You…” Even back then, she… She suddenly remembered something, quickly wrapping herself up tightly, leaving only her head exposed to look at Gong Yutong warily. “I’m injured.”

Gong Yutong smiled and went to the bathroom.

Smiling? What does that mean? Is tonight going to be the night? But… it wouldn’t be bad, she was actually quite looking forward to it.

Gong Yutong came out, lay on the bed, and hugged Mu Yan to sleep.

Mu Yan waited for half an hour. Gong Yutong was genuinely asleep. She… had anticipated it for nothing. Then why did she smile? This person is truly inscrutable.

“Good night, Baby,” Mu Yan kissed her, placed Gong Yutong’s hand on her waist, and held her hand to sleep.

Having the beautiful woman in her arms was beyond happy; and this person was so lovely.

May 20th: The moment Mu Yan walked in, black drapes covered all the windows, and then multicolored lights turned on.

The red lights burned like flames, radiating a warm glow.

The blue lights resembled clear lake water, bringing a feeling of tranquility and peace.

The green lights were like a dense forest, feeling fresh and comfortable.

The pink lights were like a maiden’s dream, bringing all sweet fantasies.

As the music started, the colors of the lights kept changing, like a magnificent visual feast.

Then, as the music shifted, the lights converged, forming a few words on the hall’s wall and the tiled floor: Mu Yan, I Love You.

Red rose petals followed, drifting down. The huge screen showed only photos of Mu Yan, from her third year of middle school until the present.

“Oh my god, so beautiful, this confession is incredible!” someone exclaimed. “I wonder who likes Mu Yan. Doesn’t she like CEO Gong?”

Someone started a live stream. Whether it succeeded or not, this was shocking and ultimately romantic. Such a grand display was truly formidable; no one knew how much it must have cost.

Everyone was buzzing with discussion. It was too romantic and too stunning.

Gu Xizhi looked on. The entire 82nd floor was decorated so romantically, so stunningly, and with such meticulous care.

The Gong family had been summoned by Gong Yutong. Old Master Gong had already guessed it. Her calling them here… it seemed the Gong Group was about to have a new leader. Who would have thought that she actually liked Mu Yan? She had hidden it too well.

Mu Yan hadn’t yet recovered from the shock when Gong Yutong was already standing in front of her, holding 99 roses.

“Mu Yan, I love you.”

“Yan’er, will you be my girlfriend?” She handed the flowers to her.

Mu Yan was about to take them, but Gong Yutong took a step back, “Do you accept? Have you thought it through?”

“I accept,” she felt like she was being proposed to.

Gong Yutong offered the flowers again, and she took them.

The crowd was astounded, exchanging glances. Gong Yutong liked Mu Yan? They only knew Mu Yan liked her, but when did she start liking Mu Yan?

“Happy 5.20,” she placed a red jade bracelet on Mu Yan’s wrist. “The first part was the confession; this is the gift for May 20th. Today, we are officially together.”

“You… these photos…” She had taken so many. “Why are there pictures of flowers, too?”

“The flowers you gave me wouldn’t last until now, so I took photos to keep them.”

“You…” Mu Yan looked at the photos, tears streaming down.

“Why are you crying? Shouldn’t you be happy?”

“Happy! I’m crying because I’m happy. I’m so touched that you confessed today,” she wiped her tears. “Gong Yutong, I love you!”

“I know. This is a confession I owe you. I’m making it up to you now, a one-of-a-kind one.”

“You designed it yourself.”

“Mm.”

“You are truly so exceptional.”

“Would your taste be poor?”

“That’s true,” she hugged her. She was too happy; she would remember this day for a lifetime. She told everyone that she loved her, that they were together. How could she not know what she would face next—her own family, the rest of Z-City, and having to protect herself? She was taking on all of this by herself. How could she not be moved, how could her emotions not be stirred?

Qu Shijin watched. A confession like this was probably every girl’s dream.

To be cherished and confessed to so romantically, and for two women to make it public, unafraid of public opinion, rumors, or worldly judgment.

Gong Yutong confessed and got together with a woman. Unless someone wanted to die, no one would dare speak ill of her.