Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon-Chapter 1129: Gu Zi Was Yelled At

Su Shen’s voice carried a hint of hesitation, and it wasn’t until he spoke that Gu Zi remembered she had an important class this morning. She had to go to school.

After a brief internal struggle, she climbed out of bed, her cheeks flushed with irritation. As she stood up, she deliberately shoved Su Shen, though it was pointless. The man was like a mountain, and her push barely made a dent.

Her face reddened in frustration as she kicked him sharply before heading to the bathroom to freshen up.

Su Shen followed her out, ladling some porridge into a bowl, but Gu Zi sat at the farthest end of the table, determined to maintain her distance. When he offered to add some pastries to her plate, she simply pushed them onto his. She was resolute in her silent protest.

Su Li, watching his mother scoop a custard bun into his bowl, felt the tension in the air. He looked from his mother to his older brother, then turned to ask, "Mom, is Dad being bad and making you angry? You’re not sitting next to him."

Gu Zi froze, her gaze flickering toward Su Bing and Su Le. They were all looking at her. The kids had noticed the subtle shift in the atmosphere between her and Su Shen.

She sighed inwardly, realizing just how perceptive children were to changes in their parents’ dynamic. There was no hiding anything from them, not even the smallest shift. With a forced smile, she answered, "Dad didn’t make me angry. I’m just tired of sitting in the same spot."

Su Li’s brow furrowed in confusion, and he pressed further, "Then why didn’t you let Dad sit with you? That way, he could feed you like before."

Gu Zi couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Since when had she needed to be fed like some child? This was getting ridiculous.

Su Shen, who had been watching his son, smiled gently and moved toward her, intent on closing the distance. But Gu Zi shot him a look—one that clearly communicated her intention for him to stay away.

Turning to Su Li, she spoke firmly, "Eat your breakfast, you’re too young to be playing matchmaker."

Su Li glanced at Su Shen, as though silently saying, I tried to help you, before digging into his food with exaggerated enthusiasm.

After breakfast, Su Shen took the children to school, while Gu Zi opted to take the bus to campus. Upon arriving, she found Li Juan waving her over.

"Gu Zi, over here! We saved you a seat," Li Juan called from the second row, with Tang Xue sitting beside her, while Zhao Ling occupied the front row. Gu Zi nodded in acknowledgment, walking over to take the seat beside Li Juan.

As she settled into her chair, her eyes were immediately drawn to Tang Xue. The girl’s eyes were puffy, her complexion pale, and she looked utterly distraught, as though she had been crying for hours. Concerned, Gu Zi leaned closer. "Tang Xue, are you okay?"

Tang Xue’s expression darkened, and she turned her head away, refusing to meet Gu Zi’s gaze.

Li Juan, uncomfortable with the tension, hesitated, clearly unsure of how to explain. The truth was, Tang Xue had been upset ever since she thought that Chen Xi had developed feelings for Gu Zi, leading to sleepless nights and a refusal to eat. freёwebnoѵel.com

But Gu Zi couldn’t be blamed for this—after all, it was normal for people to be drawn to beauty, and Gu Zi was no exception.

Before Li Juan could speak up, Tang Xue snapped, her voice tinged with anger, "Why are you pretending not to know? Don’t you know why I’m like this?"

Gu Zi blinked, caught completely off guard. When had she done anything to provoke Tang Xue? Was it because she hadn’t attended the mixer with her and Li Juan? She had avoided it on purpose, fearing Tang Xue might take offense, but that had been some time ago. Surely, Tang Xue wasn’t still holding onto it? It was her choice whether or not to attend a social gathering, wasn’t it?

Li Juan, equally shocked by Tang Xue’s outburst, tried to intervene. "Tang Xue, don’t do this here. We’re all roommates, and we don’t want anyone thinking there’s tension between us."

Tang Xue angrily shook off Li Juan’s hand and, with tears in her eyes, shot back, "Li Juan, whose side are you on? You’ve known me longer, and you know I’m upset because of Gu Zi. Yet here you are, saving a seat for her and calling her over to sit with us. You just want to see me suffer, don’t you? I can’t stand it."

Li Juan’s heart sank. She hadn’t done anything wrong—she had simply saved a seat for her roommate. After all, if the roommates weren’t united, how would they expect to handle the pressure from other students?

But now, Tang Xue was accusing her of harboring ill intentions. It was a bitter pill to swallow.