Chapter 98: Insomnia, a Bloody Case Caused by a Carton of Milk

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Insomnia, a Bloody Case Caused by a Carton of Milk

Roy’s question caught Yan Luoxi completely off guard.

Uh...

’How am I supposed to explain this?’

’Am I supposed to say he’s my master now?’

’That he’s... keeping me? Pfft, no. That he adopted me?’

’If I actually said that, Modu would probably erupt, and my dad would hack Gu Yizhou to death on the spot...’

"Do you remember what happened with Zhongtian Technology? The fact that I got that tip was because of him."

Yan Luoxi forced herself to remain composed and said coolly, "Don’t ask about anything else. Just do as I say."

"Hm?"

Roy was surprised to hear that the Zhongtian Technology affair had something to do with that low-level employee.

But seeing that Yan Luoxi didn’t want to elaborate, she knew it wasn’t her place to know too much.

She didn’t press the issue, simply nodding without another word.

"Okay, I’ll arrange it as soon as I get back!"

Roy replied.

Yan Luoxi nodded, saying nothing more.

「Meanwhile.」

After Gu Yizhou finished his shower, he was in no mood to play on his phone. He tossed it aside, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes to sleep.

But he just tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

He wasn’t the only one who couldn’t sleep. Su Qianqian, who was staying in her school dorm, was also wide awake.

As she thought about what had happened that morning, she felt incredibly wronged.

’Is my affection really that cheap?’

’Why do I mean so little to him?’

She was heartbroken and miserable. Her nose tingled, and she could no longer hold back her tears as they streamed down her face.

Her roommates were in the dorm, and everyone had to get up early for work the next day. She bit her lip, trying her best not to make a sound, not wanting her problems to disturb anyone else.

Before she knew it, her tears had soaked through the entire pillow...

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"Morning, Brother Yizhou~"

At nine o’clock sharp, just as Gu Yizhou sat down at his workstation, Song Sisi, who sat diagonally across from him, placed a carton of milk on his desk with a sweet smile.

"Uh..."

Gu Yizhou paused, slightly taken aback.

"Thanks~" he said softly.

Song Sisi’s cheeks flushed slightly. She whispered, "You’re welcome, Brother Yizhou."

With that, she turned and returned to her desk.

Gu Yizhou glanced at her but didn’t say anything else. He looked away, turned on his computer, and started to work.

He planned to finish his work in the morning, then ask his team lead for the afternoon off. He wanted to go home early to look for Xiaobai again.

He couldn’t accept it if he didn’t try searching one more time.

He just couldn’t believe that Xiaobai was really gone for good.

After Song Sisi returned to her desk, the blush on her cheeks refused to fade.

Every time she remembered how she had inexplicably kissed Gu Yizhou yesterday, her face couldn’t help but burn.

But a wave of worry washed over her. Her brother had seen her steal that kiss from Gu Yizhou yesterday.

That’s right.

The hulking... muscle-bound beast from yesterday was Song Sisi’s two-hundred-kilogram brother.

When he got home, he had angrily sought out Song Sisi and given her a harsh lecture.

Song Sisi explained that Gu Yizhou was the guy who had helped get him home that other day, but Song Tao wasn’t buying it.

He said that was a completely different matter and the two couldn’t be conflated.

Because of this, Song Sisi had a huge fight with him.

From last night until now, the two siblings hadn’t said a word to each other.

...

Just then, He Mingyi, who sat next to Gu Yizhou, came rushing in from outside, clutching his laptop bag.

It looked like he had overslept and sprinted all the way here.

"*HUFF...*"

"*PANT... PANT...*"

The moment he collapsed into his seat, he was panting heavily with his tongue practically hanging out. With his messy hair and unkempt appearance, he looked just like a stray pug.

"Hey, Old Gu, you’ve got milk!"

Without waiting for Gu Yizhou to respond, he grabbed the carton of milk from the desk, poked in the straw, and started drinking.

Gu Yizhou: "..."

Seeing this, Gu Yizhou didn’t know what to say and could only shake his head in resignation.

He then took his mug and went to the breakroom to get some hot water...

Just then, Song Sisi also got up to get some water. She was walking over to ask Gu Yizhou if she could get some for him too when she suddenly saw the milk she had given him. It was in He Mingyi’s hand, and he was gulping it down.

Her eyes shot wide open.

"Where did you get that milk?"

She stormed up to He Mingyi and demanded, her face dark.

"Huh?"

He Mingyi was completely bewildered.

Coming to his senses, he said blankly, "This...? I got it from Old Gu’s desk!"

The moment she heard that, she knew He Mingyi must have just taken it without asking. That was just the kind of person he was!

"Who said you could take that!"

Song Sisi fumed at He Mingyi.

He Mingyi: "..."

Faced with Song Sisi’s murderous glare, he was truly baffled.

"Hold on!"

"I just drank one of Old Gu’s milks. It’s not like I committed a federal offense. Is this really necessary?"

"Worst case, I’ll buy him another one tomorrow!"

He Mingyi mumbled, pouting.

Then he suddenly realized something. "Wait... that’s not right. This milk isn’t yours, Song Sisi, so why are you getting so worked up? Besides, Old Gu hasn’t even said anything yet. Your little ’protecting your man’ act is a bit too obvious, don’t you think?"

"You..."

Her intentions exposed, Song Sisi’s face flushed red.

"Sisi, don’t tell me you actually like our Old Gu?"

Seeing her blush, He Mingyi said teasingly, the milk straw still in his mouth.

"Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!"

Song Sisi was about to explode. She glared at He Mingyi and snapped.

Just then, Gu Yizhou returned with his hot water.

He saw Song Sisi and He Mingyi locked in a standoff, staring daggers at each other. He asked, a little confused, "What’s with you two...?"

At the sound of his voice, both Song Sisi and He Mingyi turned to look at him.

"Brother Yizhou, he’s bullying me!"

Song Sisi whined, looking at Gu Yizhou with a pitiful expression.

As soon as she said that, He Mingyi, who was standing nearby, protested.

He quickly and loudly retorted, "Hey, Song Sisi, don’t just make things up! When did I bully you?"

"You... you did!"

Song Sisi glared at him and snapped.

"Come on, Miss Song!"

Seeing her being completely unreasonable, He Mingyi said with a look of exasperation, "I just drank one of Old Gu’s milks. I don’t know what you’re so worked up about."

"Uh..."

At that, Gu Yizhou instantly understood why Song Sisi was angry.

He glanced at Song Sisi. Her face was bright red, though he couldn’t tell if it was from embarrassment or anger.

He looked away, turned to He Mingyi, and said with a helpless expression, "Mingyi, that carton of milk was from Little Sister Sisi."

He Mingyi: "...-_-||"