Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot

Chapter 54: Understanding

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“What did you say?” Lu Zhiyuan’s tone turned dark.

“I said… Who are you to me? What right do you have to control me?” Gu Ci laughed coldly. “I might like you and pursue you, but that doesn’t give you the authority to judge me or control me.”

Despite the scorching afternoon sun, the icy atmosphere between them remained untouched.

They parted ways on bad terms, not even eating a meal together or exchanging a single word.

When Zhou Jinjin returned to the hotel, she found Gu Ci eating instant noodles. The hotel room was filled with the aroma of the noodles. Zhou Jinjin exclaimed, “Aren’t you supposed to be having quality time with Lu Zhiyuan? Why are you eating instant noodles in the hotel?”

“We had a quarrel!”

“Oh my god, you actually had a fight with my Prince Charming. If he were my boyfriend, I would slap myself a few times just for arguing with him.” Zhou Jinjin was straightforward in her remark.

Gu Ci looked up at her and gave a meaningful glance. Zhou Jinjin pursed her lips and fell silent.

After a moment, Zhou Jinjin spoke again. “Li Jiang mentioned that Lu Zhiyuan came looking for you. He’s been quite busy with his training lately. When he heard that you were dating Chen Rushi, he came to find you. I think… does he like you too?”

“Racing is his true passion.”

“That’s true!” Zhou Jinjin boasted proudly. “He once said in an interview that racing is his true passion.”

Gu Ci was conflicted. She didn’t know how to face Lu Zhiyuan. The Lu Zhiyuan during the day and the Lu Zhiyuan at night seemed like two completely different people. She hadn’t fully grasped the dynamics between them, so she vented her anger on him instinctively.

In the afternoon, Zhou Jinjin noticed Gu Ci’s frustration and took her to the casino to unwind. However, the news of Lu Zhiyuan’s accident during a training match made headlines. Gu Ci clicked on the video and saw that Lu Zhiyuan had made a mistake while cooperating with another driver, resulting in a crash into the guardrail.

Gu Ci’s eyes turned bloodshot. The memories of Lu Zhiyuan’s previous car accident came rushing back. She immediately called Li Jiang. “Li Jiang, where is Lu Zhiyuan?”

“Miss Gu Ci, Third Young Master is receiving stitches.”

Gu Ci rushed to the hospital, where Lu Zhiyuan was still undergoing the stitching procedure. The shrapnel from the accident had sliced through his abdomen, leaving an eight-centimeter-long wound. It was deep, and his training uniform was stained red with blood.

Lu Zhiyuan was scheduled to compete in two days. Worried that anesthesia might affect his performance, he had chosen not to use any. Biting down on a piece of cloth, he endured the pain, his body drenched in sweat. When Gu Ci arrived at the consultation room, she saw the large bloodstain on his abdomen, and her face immediately turned pale.

Her mind, occupied by memories, reacted swiftly. Disgust and suffocation filled Gu Ci as she rushed to the bathroom, emptying her stomach of the instant noodles she had eaten earlier.

Lu Zhiyuan removed the cloth from his mouth. “Gu Ci, what’s wrong?”

Gu Ci didn’t respond. The doctor hurriedly checked on her, but she pushed him away. “How is Lu Zhiyuan?”

“He lost a significant amount of blood, but he’ll be fine after receiving stitches.”

Gu Ci rinsed her mouth, trying to calm her nerves and suppress the fear in her heart. Ever since Lu Zhiyuan’s previous car accident, she had developed a severe stress response. Even after her rebirth, the stress response still kicked in whenever Lu Zhiyuan was involved in a car accident.

“Are you scared of blood?” the doctor asked.

Gu Ci shook her head. “I’m fine. I just ran too fast.”

Seeing that she seemed alright, the doctor stopped pressing further. Lu Zhiyuan had finished receiving stitches, his training uniform soaked in sweat. Gu Ci stared at his exposed abdomen.

To facilitate the stitching, Lu Zhiyuan had stripped down to his training suit, leaving his chest bare. As the doctor lowered his training pants, beads of sweat dripped down his chest.

Lu Zhiyuan thought it was nothing out of the ordinary. However, when he noticed Gu Ci staring at his abdomen, he became aware of the sensitivity of the wound area. Hastily, he pulled his pants back up.

“Stop staring!” Lu Zhiyuan’s voice sounded rough.

Where would he put his face if she continued to gaze at him like that?

“Does it hurt?” Gu Ci asked.

“It doesn’t hurt.” How could he, as a man, cry out in pain over such a minor injury? He wasn’t Gu Ziyu. However, Gu Ci’s eyes turned red, and Lu Zhiyuan stared at her in a daze.

Was she crying?

In his heart, Gu Ci had always been a proud and stubborn young woman. She would rather break her bones than shed tears. They had just quarreled, and she cried the moment he was injured.

Lu Zhiyuan didn’t feel the pain from his wound; instead, he felt the blood in his body boiling. His face and ears burned with heat. It was at this moment that he truly realized Gu Ci’s feelings for him.

Chen Rushi meant nothing. Gu Ci liked him, so why would she be interested in Chen Rushi?

“Gu Ci, come here.”

Gu Ci walked over, and Lu Zhiyuan gently caressed her hair. “The wound doesn’t hurt. Don’t be sad.”

“Liar.” Gu Ci watched as the doctor wrapped gauze around the wound. How could such a deep wound not hurt?

The doctor commented, “There was a time when he fell from a car and broke his bones, yet he didn’t even cry out in pain. His skin is thick, and his flesh is tough. This injury will heal fine.”

Gu Ci’s face turned even paler. Lu Zhiyuan glanced at the doctor coldly. His heart skipped a beat, and he fell silent, refraining from saying anything more. Lu Zhiyuan’s car accident had made the news, and a group of reporters had gathered outside the hospital. The Dynasty team’s manager held a press conference, and Li Jiang escorted Lu Zhiyuan and Gu Ci back to the hotel.

After Li Jiang dropped her off at the hotel, he left with understanding.

Lu Zhiyuan lay on the bed to rest, but he couldn’t find sleep. Gu Ci sat silently by his side, her eyes red as she stared at him. Her gaze seemed to convey the message, “Kiss me, hurt me. I’m yours.”

How could Lu Zhiyuan resist such a plea? He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, pressing his lips against hers.

He had wanted to do this ever since he was in the hospital.

Gu Ci responded with warmth. By the time she regained her senses, Lu Zhiyuan had already pressed her onto the bed. The young and passionate Lu Zhiyuan struggled to control his desires.

“What are you doing…” Gu Ci’s voice dropped a few decibels, carrying a hint of complaint and playfulness.

Lu Zhiyuan took her hand and showed her how to please him.

“You’re so energetic and lively. You should understand…” Lu Zhiyuan’s voice grew husky. Gu Ci’s body went numb as she listened. She was powerless to resist his advances, and soon her clothes were drenched in sweat.

He left bite marks on her collarbone.

The pain brought him back to his senses. Lu Zhiyuan placed one hand beside her ear and struggled to contain himself.

Accidentally, she brushed against him with her leg.

His eyes burned with desire. The one complaining was actually him. “Gu Ci, don’t provoke me.”

Gu Ci obediently lay beneath him, as if giving him full control. The intensity of the scene was so overpowering that Lu Zhiyuan struggled to maintain control.

She propped herself up and pecked his lips. “You’re the one who provoked me.”

Once again, they became lost in each other under the covers, sweating profusely. The wound on Lu Zhiyuan’s abdomen couldn’t extinguish the flames of their youthful passion. Gu Ci bit down on his shoulder, and tears streamed down her face.

They held each other tightly for a long time.

“Don’t be afraid!” Lu Zhiyuan hoarsely reassured her, seeing through her fear. “I’m here.”

Just like the last time they went racing, Gu Ci had lost control. She didn’t want him to race.

The two of them lay side by side under the covers, facing each other.. Gu Ci asked, “Did the accident happen because you were distracted from our argument?”