The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend

Dao An, standing to the side, felt uncomfortable hearing this. It’s an exaggeration to say that President Gu has experienced more of life’s ups and downs than he’s eaten meals.

How could Wen Bo understand Gu Yuan’s feelings? He just knew he was in a terrible mood right now. The TV on the opposite wall was still playing a variety show, but he didn’t have the heart to watch it.

"Just go after you’ve seen him, you’re an eyesore." Wen Bo turned his face away irritably.

"I’m not in a hurry to leave." Gu Yuan remained calm, "Uncle, I’m quite bored. Why don’t you tell me about the interesting things that happened to you in detention?"

With these words.

Wen Bo almost fainted.

"What, if I tell you about the grievances I suffered in detention, will you seek justice for me? Give it a rest, won’t you? You only protect that pretty boy of yours. You even let that pretty boy come in and beat me up. Do you know how hard he hit? He almost killed me."

Listening to Wen Bo’s complaints, Gu Yuan’s face remained impassive.

But his deep, unfathomable eyes showed a fleeting distraction.

It disappeared in an instant.

Driven by the urge to vent, Wen Bo insinuated sarcastically, "That pretty boy you raised did a great job! Don’t think I don’t know you ordered him here first to beat me, and then you bailed him out. Gu Yuan, you’re so unfilial, be careful you don’t get struck by lightning!!"

Hearing Wen Bo’s grievances, Gu Yuan responded with calm composure, "Heaven has eyes. Who knows who it might strike, right, Uncle?"

Wen Bo was choked for words.

Gu Yuan only learned about this matter now and denied the baseless accusations Wen Bo just made, "First of all, let me make it clear: he wasn’t bailed out by me. I wasn’t aware of the whole thing."

"Pretend! Go ahead and pretend!"

Wen Bo was so angry he almost had smoke coming out of his nostrils, "Afraid I’ll learn from you and record everything, huh? I, Wen Bo, am honest and upright, I’d never stoop to your sneaky tricks."

He spoke nothing but nonsense.

Gu Yuan didn’t come here to listen to this drivel. Having heard enough, she stood up.

The invisible aura of her standing up silenced Wen Bo.

"Chi Yu hitting you is Chi Yu’s business, take your complaints to him. And besides..." Gu Yuan paused, then said, "How can you be in such a hurry to be discharged when your injuries aren’t fully healed? Uncle, I’m concerned about your health. You’re not as sturdy as us youngsters, so stay in the hospital for a few more days."

After saying this, Gu Yuan turned to instruct Dao An, "Arrange for a few people to come and take good care of Uncle for me; consider it fulfilling my duty of filial piety."

Wen Bo: "..." He almost coughed up three liters of blood.

Gu Yuan picked up her bag and turned to walk out.

Seeing Gu Yuan almost at the door, Wen Bo shouted anxiously, "Gu Yuan, how dare you! Your mother will be back in a few days. If she doesn’t see me, it’ll be you who suffers!"

Gu Yuan stopped, turned back to look at Wen Bo, and smirked subtly, "I can already get you sent to the police station; what else do you think I wouldn’t dare to do?"

"..."

"Besides, if I don’t tell, who will? She won’t know you came to find me. After she pays her respects to my father, she’ll return to Sydney, knowing nothing of what happened."

"..."

Wen Bo’s face turned pale, like he was being strangled, almost unable to breathe.

After Gu Yuan left, Wen Bo wanted to flee the hospital like escaping from a plague, but he only got downstairs before being stopped. He was brought back for ’unknown illness’ flare-up.

Wen Bo felt like dying!

He cursed out loud, "Gu Yuan! This is not over between us!"