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Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot
Chapter 220 - 220: Third Young Master Pretending to Be Third MasterChapter 220: Third Young Master Pretending to Be Third Master
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Indeed, what did you think?”
“Three months?”
Gu Ci chuckled, “Your fracture isn’t ordinary. It’s not so easy to recover. Have you not consulted a doctor?”
Lu Zhiyuan shook his head, and Gu Ci said, “It’ll take a year to heal properly, and you can’t touch the race car.”
Lu Zhiyuan’s face darkened, clearly very unhappy. As Gu Ci had expected, he was quite angry. Winning the championship for the second time was supposed to be a joyful and glorious occasion, but he had a car accident, lay in the hospital, and received the terrible news that he couldn’t race for a year. Lu Zhiyuan was gloomy.
Gu Ci set down the bowl, held his face, and kissed him. She seemed like a flirt, taking advantage of his immobility. Lu Zhiyuan, on the other hand, felt oddly shy, blushing every time she kissed him. Gu Ci found it amusing and deliberately teased him. When Lu Zhiyuan tried to turn away when she leaned in for another kiss, she didn’t let him and playfully continued. Eventually, Lu Zhiyuan yielded, blushing each time she kissed him.
Gu Ci washed some grapes, peeled them one by one, and removed all the seeds before feeding them to him. Lu Zhiyuan looked at the segmented grape flesh with disdain.
He couldn’t eat it!
Gu Ci said, “You have difficulty swallowing; both the skin and seeds need to be removed.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I can… not eat,” Lu Zhiyuan said with difficulty.
“Eating some fruit is good for you. Don’t be so picky; the texture is still okay,” Gu Ci fed it to his mouth, and reluctantly, Lu Zhiyuan had to eat it.
Gu Ci fed him five grapes, but Lu Zhiyuan couldn’t eat anymore. Seeing his disgusted expression, Gu Ci also felt helpless. Peeling the grapes and removing the seeds was quite a task, and she didn’t appreciate his attitude.
“Alright, let’s stop then.”
Lu Zhiyuan visibly breathed a sigh of relief. When he noticed Gu Ci looking at him, he became nervous again and forced a smile. Gu Ci glanced at the basket of fruits and asked, “How about eating a pear?”
Lu Zhiyuan shook his head, his refusal very resolute.
Gu Ci washed her hands and then took out her phone. “Uncle Lu is very worried. Should we video call him?”
Lu Zhiyuan raised his hand and pointed at his inflamed throat. Gu Ci said, “Just stay silent, let Uncle Lu have a look.”
He nodded, and Gu Ci started the video call. It was late in China, but Uncle Lu, worried about Lu Zhiyuan, hadn’t gone to sleep. Gu Ci had informed him in advance, and when the video connected, he picked up immediately.
Seeing Lu Zhiyuan wrapped in bandages and plaster, his heart ached, and tears welled up in his eyes. He couldn’t help but say, “I told you not to race, not to race! You said racing was safe. Look at what you’ve become. You’re lucky you’re not dead. Are you in pain? When can you recover? When can you come back to China? You’re in a foreign country, you should come back soon for treatment. I’ll arrange for a medical plane to pick you up.”
Lu Zhiyuan remained silent. Uncle Lu suddenly felt that his son seemed distant. The video was sunny, so it couldn’t be nighttime for his son, could it? Gu Ci explained, “Uncle Lu, his lungs were operated on, and he has an inflammation. He should speak as little as possible.”
Uncle Lu felt relieved upon hearing this and continued scolding. If it were the Third Master, he wouldn’t dare scold him like this. Lu Zhiyuan listened with a wooden expression. When Gu Ci looked at him, he smiled, but when she turned to speak to Uncle Lu, he reverted to his stoic expression. Uncle Lu scolded him for about ten minutes, and with urging looks from Lu Zhiyuan, they finally ended the video call.
“Would Uncle Lu scold the Third Master like this?”
“He… wouldn’t dare!”
Gu Ci couldn’t help but pat his head. “You’re so pitiful.”
Lu Zhiyuan stared at her.
At the door, Li Jiang was in a hurry. Chen Rush! and Bronn, along with a group of people, were on their way to the hospital. Miss Gu Ci, you need to persuade the Third Young Master quickly.
The Third Young Master has to play the role of the Third Master, and we still need to go over the lines and explain things. Besides, the Third Young Master is so stubborn; it will take a long time to convince him.
Hearing Li Jiang’s cough, Gu Ci also knew that he was about to lose patience. She held Lu Zhiyuan’s hand and whispered, “Do you remember what 1 told you before the race?”
Lu Zhiyuan nodded. Gu Ci chuckled and said, “Now, there’s a tricky situation. After your accident, they can’t hide your identity as the Third Master anymore. Pei Qiuying told Chen Rushi about your dual identity, and he and Bronn are coming with a group of people. They might make things difficult for you. We need you to play the role of the Third Master and get through this crisis. Otherwise, we won’t be able to go home.”
Lu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes. Even though he was injured and had bandages all over him, he still resembled the Third Master when he had a cold expression. Gu Ci was momentarily confused. However, his illness diluted his coldness.
“Lu Zhiyuan…”
“Okay!”
Gu Ci and Li Jiang were both taken aback.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBoth Gu Ci and Li Jiang found it unexpected. They thought it would be a major undertaking, but Lu Zhiyuan agreed immediately, leaving them surprised. Li Jiang quickly sent a message to Ji Chi, who was waiting at the hospital entrance.
Li Jiang felt like he had won the lottery, fearing that Lu Zhiyuan might change his mind. He hurriedly entered and said, “Third Young Master, this is great news. Since you’re going to play the role of the Third Master, there are a few things 1 need to tell you. You must maintain a strong presence. Both Ji Chi and I are here. They will only be verifying your identity and may attempt to provoke you with the dual personality angle. Here’s all the information from Black Hawk; please quickly go through it. This includes who your people are, some secret channels, and passwords. Most importantly, do not lose your temper. The Third Master doesn’t show emotions, and you cannot give Chen Rushi any ammunition.”
Lu Zhiyuan silently stared at the thick stack of documents that Li Jiang had placed in front of him.
Gu Ci also felt that it was too much for Lu Zhiyuan. How could he digest all this complex information in such a short time?
“No, need,” Lu Zhiyuan’s voice was cold, “Take it away!”
“Third Young Master, you should at least take a look; it’s crucial!”
Lu Zhiyuan pointed to his head, “He’s here!”
Gu Ci and Li Jiang were dumbfounded.
Li Jiang knew about the connection between the Third Young Master and the Third Master, but he didn’t know that they could communicate within their consciousness. Gu Ci also learned this for the first time. It was surprising that the Third Young Master and the Third Master could have conversations in their minds.
Both of them were stunned, and Li Jiang muttered to himself, “Incredible!”
Gu Ci was curious for a moment. When the Third Master was in Lu Zhiyuan’s mind and saw her and Lu Zhiyuan being affectionate all the time, what would he say? Would it be awkward? Did he… have feelings too?
Li Jiang quickly collected the documents and handed them to a bodyguard at the door. Since the Third Master was in the Third Young Master’s mind, things became much simpler.
Ji Chi and his team had been stalling downstairs, but they couldn’t delay Chen Rushi and Bronn’s arrival. They had come in the morning, so no matter how much they stalled, it wouldn’t be nighttime.
After receiving Li Jiang’s message, Ji Chi put away his phone and greeted them with a smile. When Chen Rushi saw Ji Chi, he frowned. He couldn’t believe that he had been one of the Third Master’s people all along. If it weren’t for the incident in Paris involving the Third Master, this would still be a secret.
“Ji Chi, you seem to be doing well,” Chen Rushi said, “A servant of the Third
Family, eating the food they feed you, and being their lapdog..”