Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot

Chapter 61: Third Master’s Gentleness

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Take a guess,” the driver provoked him, but Lu Zhiyuan didn’t utter a word. He removed his helmet and walked away. The driver couldn’t believe it. “Is a woman more important to him than his race? He actually gave up the game!”

Li Jiang hurriedly followed him. “Third Young Master, the match is about to begin.”

Lu Zhiyuan turned his head and gazed at his beloved race track, his face dark as water. “How long has she been missing?”

Li Jiang gritted his teeth. “Zhou Jinjin said he hasn’t been able to contact Miss Gu Ci.”

“Go and check the surveillance cameras at the hospital entrance,” Lu Zhiyuan decisively ordered. A match lasted for two hours, and he couldn’t afford to gamble. In a foreign country, every second delayed meant Gu Ci’s life was in danger.

“Yes, sir!” Li Jiang sent someone to inspect the surveillance cameras. “Third Young Master, you’ve already missed one game this year. If you miss this one too, you won’t be able to win the world championship.”

“The championship may be gone, but I can reclaim it!” Lu Zhiyuan gazed longingly at the track once more and reaffirmed his decision. Gu Ci was the one thing he couldn’t afford to lose.

The commentator was perplexed; he had no idea what had transpired. Five minutes later, the Dynasty team announced that driver Lu Zhiyuan had withdrawn from the race due to an injury, forfeiting all the points for the Grand Prize and effectively eliminating his chances of winning this year’s world championship.

In front of the TV, Gu Ci gritted her teeth. The camera captured the way Lu Zhiyuan looked back at the track. She saw longing, reluctance, and love in his eyes.

Gu Ci’s eyes reddened, and her heart ached. His gaze shattered her.

“Cici, Lu Zhiyuan gave up the competition for you. It seems you don’t know him well enough.”

Gu Ci concealed her heartbreak. She stared at Chen Rushi and spoke each word with determination. “Chen Rushi, I will never forgive you!”

Chen Rushi felt a strange pang, but he smiled. “Then remember me.”

Without Lu Zhiyuan in the race, Gu Ci lost interest as well. She turned and headed upstairs. Ji Chi entered the room. “Lu Zhiyuan is checking the hospital’s surveillance cameras. Sooner or later, he will find out about you.”

“What do I have to fear?” Chen Rushi remained calm and composed. “If he’s not the Third Master, what can he do to me?”

“Do you really believe he isn’t?” Ji Ran, hands in his pockets, adopted a relaxed posture.

“Young and impulsive, driven by love, quick to anger, and willing to abandon his goals for a woman,” Chen Rushi crossed his arms. “That’s not the Third Master’s style.”

Ji Chii thought to himself that the Third Master of the Black Eagle and the Third Master of the world champion were like ice and fire; their styles naturally differed.

“What about Miss Gu Ci?” Ji Chi pointed upstairs.

“Prepare a sumptuous dinner to welcome the world champion,” Chen Rushi’s eyes gleamed with arrogance and gentleness. “What can Lu Zhiyuan dare to do to me?”

Night fell, and the sky filled with stars.

Gu Ci watched as the security guards rotated their shifts frequently. She seized the right moment to push open the door. Just as she was about to jump down, she spotted a row of bright headlights in the distance. Three minutes later, five sports cars were neatly parked in front of the villa. Lu Zhiyuan emerged from one of them, donning a long black trench coat. His silent and cold gaze locked with Gu Ci’s on the second floor.

Gu Ci felt a mix of emotions. Lu Zhiyuan beckoned with his finger, and Gu Ci smiled faintly. The stars in the sky seemed to descend into her eyes. As she turned to go downstairs, she heard footsteps outside the door. Chen Rushi’s bodyguards entered.

She hastily pushed open the window and jumped from the second floor. Lu Zhiyuan was taken aback, fearing she might fall. He was about to teleport to catch her, but Gu Ci had already landed. Unfortunately, she landed on a small stone, spraining her right foot. Chen Rushi swiftly approached her and held her in his arms.

Ji Chi emerged from the door as well.

“Third Young Master Lu, what are you doing?” Chen Rushi inquired, wearing a gentle smile.

“Gu Ci, come here!” Lu Zhiyuan unbuttoned his cufflinks and nonchalantly rolled up his sleeves, exposing his exquisite wrists.

Gu Ci wanted to go to his side but felt a sharp pain in her ankle. Chen Rushi grasped her wrist.

Lu Zhiyuan advanced slowly. “Did he bully you?”

“No!”

Chen Rushi interjected, “I have affection for Cici and invited her over for a romantic dinner. Why would I bully her? Third Young Master Lu has misunderstood. It’s dinnertime. Third Young Master, would you like to join us?”

Lu Zhiyuan approached Chen Rushi. Unfazed, Chen Rushi was confident that Lu Zhiyuan wouldn’t dare to harm him. There was a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Zhiyuan threw a punch at Chen Rushi. The bodyguards behind him promptly drew their guns, aiming the black barrels at Lu Zhiyuan. Likewise, Li Jiang and his security team also brandished their firearms.

The tension was palpable.

Chen Rushi turned his head and touched the corner of his lips, detecting a trace of blood. He flexed the muscles on his cheeks, a flicker of hostility crossing his eyes. “Lu Zhiyuan, how dare you strike me?”

Lu Zhiyuan removed the white cloth from his chest and casually wiped his hands as if he had touched something filthy. His demeanor was casual and cold. “I struck you. What are you going to do about it?”

Chen Rushi’s gaze grew heavy. The bodyguards behind him were armed and aimed at Lu Zhiyuan. At his command, bullets could pierce through Lu Zhiyuan’s head.

Ji Chi chuckled. “Master Chen, Third Master, it’s just a misunderstanding.”

Chen Rushi suppressed the anger within him and raised his hand. His security guards bolstered their guns, as did Li Jiang and his team.

“He gave up the world championship for Cici,” Chen Rushi applauded. “The Third Young Master is truly infatuated.”

Lu Zhiyuan leaned in and lowered his voice. “Stay away from her. This is my final warning.”

With that said, he bent down, lifted Gu Ci horizontally, and effortlessly carried her to the car. Gu Ci looked at him in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Lu Zhiyuan’s eyes were profound and bottomless. He placed her inside the car and departed with an air of pride.

Li Jiang and the security guards also boarded the car and left together.

Chen Rushi’s face turned as dark as ink as he punched the pillar. “Lu Zhiyuan, I won’t forget this!”

Ji Chi spoke softly, “Master Chen, Third Master called to discuss the project in C Nation with you.”

Chen Rushi turned around and entered the villa, suppressing his anger in an instant.

In the car, Lu Zhiyuan drove in silence.

Gu Ci apologized, “I’m sorry.”

Lu Zhiyuan kept his gaze fixed ahead and replied casually, “I’m the one who caused you trouble. You don’t need to apologize.”

No matter how vigilant Gu Ci was, she couldn’t evade Chen Rushi.

Lu Zhiyuan spoke up, “Don’t worry. He won’t bother you for long.”

“Why?”

Lu Zhiyuan remained silent. The car stopped in front of a restaurant. Gu Ci questioned, “Why have you brought me to a restaurant?”

“To eat!”

Only then did Gu Ci realize her long-lasting hunger. She hadn’t eaten or drunk anything all day and was so famished that she had nearly forgotten. The aroma of food rekindled her empty stomach.

Li Jiang, accompanied by the security guards, stood guard on both sides. Their presence caused more than half of the customers to leave the restaurant. The experienced boss knew better than to protest. Li Jiang went to place the food order.

Lu Zhiyuan half-squatted in front of her as if proposing.

“What are you doing?”

“Your right leg,” Lu Zhiyuan replied, looking up. The moonlight gleamed in his eyes, giving an illusion of tenderness. He possessed a pair of captivating eyes..