Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot

Chapter 67: Don’t Spread Rumors, Don’t Believe in

Rumors

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

At that moment, Jiang Junlin felt a chill run down his spine, sensing that Lu Zhiyuan, the Third Young Master of the Lu family, was far from ordinary.

In the following years, Lu Zhiyuan achieved great success and won the world championship. He was adored by his fans and always wore a cheerful smile, but the image Jiang Junlin had of him under the phoenix tree years ago couldn’t be washed away.

Late at night, Gu Ci stood on the balcony of the Global Center, playing the violin. Her music was soothing and beautiful. She played for three hours until Li Jiang sent her a text message.

“Miss Gu Ci, Third Master is asleep.”

Gu Ci put down the violin and rubbed her sore wrist. It was late at night, a time for relaxation. She opened the application form for University A and selected clinical medicine from the options of clinical medicine and music departments.

She loved music and found solace in playing the violin.

However, the two most important people to her, Lu Zhiyuan and Gu Ziyu, both needed doctors.

When Zhou Jinjin found out that she had chosen clinical medicine for an eight-year program, he was shocked. “You… Are you crazy? The clinical studies at University A are notoriously difficult.”

“I want to become a good doctor.”

“Why didn’t I know that your dream was to save lives and heal the wounded? You could have studied economics, finance, or even music. It would have been easier than medicine.” Zhou Jinjin’s heart ached. “You’ve chosen human anatomy, biochemistry, pharmacology, preventive immunity, internal medicine, surgery, neurology, and even Chinese medicine. It’s daunting.”

Gu Ci chuckled. “Are you still going for finance?”

Zhou Jinjin nodded. “I wanted you to choose finance. We could major in different fields but still share the same room.”

“I won’t be living on campus. Ziyu is also pursuing his PhD.”

“Ziyu is studying for a PhD?” Zhou Jinjin exclaimed. “Are you kidding me? Is he a genius? Even a genius can’t pursue a PhD at the age of six.”

“I’m planning to pursue a PhD.”

The reality of this dream shocked Zhou Jinjin. “Damn, I dare not call a six-year-old kid a primary school student anymore. If I’m not careful, he might surpass me. He’s studying for a PhD at six, and I entered university at eighteen. Am I just another statistic?”

“University A is the best university in the country. If you think you’re just a statistic, what about the rest?”

“Gu Ziyu is too exceptional!”

When Lu Zhiyuan and Gu Ziyu heard that Gu Ci had chosen clinical medicine during lunch, both father and son were equally dumbfounded. They exclaimed in unison, “Why?”

“Isn’t being a doctor a good profession?”

Lu Zhiyuan frowned. “What’s the benefit? It’s difficult, exhausting, and you have to study for eight years. You’ll become dull from all the studying.”

“Sister, change your major. Being a doctor is too tough.”

Father and son were united in their opposition.

“The acceptance letter will arrive in a few days.” Gu Ci brushed off their concerns. “In the future, I can be your personal doctor.”

“We’re not sick!” Lu Zhiyuan and Gu Ziyu exclaimed in unison once again.

Gu Ci shrugged. “You can avoid many things in life, but you can’t avoid hospitals.”

Lu Zhiyuan probed, “Then what specialization are you planning to choose after graduation? Internal Medicine, Surgery, or… Psychiatry?”

Gu Ci already had a decision in mind, but she smiled and replied, “No rush to decide on a specialty. After studying for a few years, I’ll see where my interests lie.”

Lu Zhiyuan’s gaze turned inscrutable, causing Gu Ci’s heart to skip a beat. “When we were young, we used to play house. You would be the racer, and I would be the doctor. We were both pursuing our dreams.”

Therefore, Lu Zhiyuan didn’t need to feel pressured or burdened.

“Do you truly enjoy it?” Lu Zhiyuan asked. “You clearly love music.”

“People’s preferences can change. I love music, and I love medicine,” Gu Ci was a stubborn person. Once she set her mind on something, it was difficult to sway her. “When the schedule allows, and if there’s no conflict, I’ll choose to double major in music.”

A few days later, Gu Ci received the admission letter from University A’s medical school. She also purchased books on clinical medicine and began self-studying. She continued to play the violin for a few hours at night, ensuring that Third Master could sleep soundly.

After Zhou Jinjin received his notice, the Zhou family organized a graduation banquet, and Zhou Jinjin went back to attend. Gu Wenliang’s two daughters were also admitted to University A, so it was a joyous occasion for the family. Gu Ci, as the top scorer in the college entrance examination, brought them great pride. However, Gu Ci ignored her father at the banquet and did not return to the Gu family. Gu Wenliang called her several times, but Gu Ci found it annoying and blocked his number.

Jiang Junlin also hosted a banquet to celebrate Gu Ci’s admission to University A and officially announce her identity, letting everyone know that he had her back.

During the banquet, the socialites and influential figures in the industry were discussing Gu Ci.

“Look at Old Madam Jiang’s expression. Even at such a joyous occasion, she can’t seem to smile. It’s clear that she doesn’t like Gu Ci at all.”

“Are the rumors true? Is Gu Ci as arrogant as they say?”

“Mom, we’re not in the same class, and we don’t interact with each other.”

“Oh my, she’s fierce in group fights.”

“Her temper… not the best.” A socialite in a long green dress chimed in, “We were classmates for three years in junior high. I’ve never seen her smile. Apart from Zhou Jinjin, she doesn’t pay attention to anyone else.”

“Fierce in group fights and solitary…” A wealthy lady sighed. “Jiang Mingyue was elegant and noble. I guess she didn’t pass any of it on to her daughter. No wonder the old lady doesn’t like her.”

When Gu Ci walked out with Jiang Junlin, holding his arm, she stunned everyone. She wore a white cheongsam with red embroidered roses from Dragon Phoenix. Pearl earrings adorned her ears, and her hair was elegantly tied up, revealing her slender and graceful swan-like neck. She exuded an aura of nobility and beauty akin to a frosted rose.

“Is this the little troublemaker you were talking about?”

“I should have believed that rumors shouldn’t be spread. The ancients were right.”

“Women shouldn’t be too beautiful. It’s clear that they won’t stay at home.” The noblewoman shook her head. “A gentle girl like Gu Chuyun is more likable.”

Those who were familiar with Hualan Bank and the close relatives of the Jiang family approached Gu Ci to greet her. Jiang Junlin introduced them one by one as if escorting her, and Gu Ci remembered each of their names.

Her words weren’t sweet, and her demeanor was cold. It was evident that she wasn’t to be trifled with. Nevertheless, her relatives found it acceptable. After all, they had witnessed Jiang Junlin growing up. Everyone said that they indeed resembled siblings.

No matter what the aristocratic families said behind her back, they greeted her with smiles and praised her.

Great-Grandfather Jiang’s eyes brimmed with tears. As he saw his granddaughter standing tall and slender, he sighed inwardly.

Grandmother Jiang’s attitude had softened under the influence of her husband, son, and grandson, but she still remembered Gu Ci’s disrespectful behavior towards her during her time at the Zhou family.

The old master advised her, “Lu Man mistreated her, so it’s understandable that she holds a grudge against Chu Yun. As an elder, you can’t harbor resentment towards a junior.”

“She’s a junior, yet she argues with her elders. She has no manners.”

Great-Grandfather Fang chuckled. “Just like Junlin.”

The old lady choked up, unable to speak. Other than losing her daughter at a young age, her life had been smooth sailing. Her husband loved her, and her son was filial. Almost everyone pampered and indulged her. However, he had given her a grandson who had been cold and serious since a young age. She wasn’t afraid of her husband, nor was she afraid of his son. The only person she feared was her grandson..