Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot

Chapter 79: Third Master, Let Me Off the Blacklist

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Really?” Zhou Li was an original composer, but he had been venturing into more mainstream music arrangements due to the limited market. If he could find someone to collaborate with on composing, it would be more efficient. He had listened to all of Gu Ci’s original music and liked it very much. “Can we arrange music together?”

“I’ve applied for medical school, and my studies will be very demanding. I can only collaborate with you in my spare time. You’re a top student, and your schedule is packed.” Gu Ci was clear and organized. “Here’s the plan: you make the request, I compose the song, and after you listen to it, you give feedback, and we make any necessary modifications. This model is more suitable for us. We can arrange a time to discuss it together. What do you think?”

Zhou Li took a sip of his tea, pondered for a moment, and then smiled. “Alright, what do you think about the song split?”

“How about 28% for me and 72% for you?”

“Alright!”

The two of them, being straightforward individuals, quickly reached an agreement. After discussing the work in the live broadcast room, Zhou Li mentioned inviting a business partner for dinner. However, he didn’t expect to be recognized by fans. Moreover, they were at the Gloabel Center, and many fans flocked to the afternoon tea restaurant there. Zhou Li panicked, and Gu Ci grabbed his hand, pulling him along as they ran. The fans chased after them relentlessly, taking photos and causing quite a commotion. In the end, Gu Ci managed to lead Zhou Li into a private elevator, leaving the fans behind. It was regrettable, but they had to let it go.

“Your fans are really passionate,” Gu Ci said, panting a little. As she caught her breath, her mask slipped off, revealing the bruise on her chin. Zhou Li noticed it immediately. “What happened to your face?”

Gu Ci lightly touched the bruise. “Got into a fight.”

Zhou Li was surprised. He didn’t expect the seemingly cold and unapproachable Gu Ci to have a fiery temper. No wonder she always wore a mask.

“A fight… Did you win?”

Gu Ci was taken aback. “His injuries were more serious than mine.”

“Good for us then.”

An awkward silence hung between them, but soon they couldn’t help but burst into laughter. The distance between them seemed to have diminished. Little did they know that the elevator doors would open at that moment.

Lu Zhiyuan and Li Jiang stood outside the elevator, just about to enter it, when the doors opened, revealing Gu Ci and Zhou Li, who were smiling at each other.

Gu Ci was speechless.

Li Jiang’s scalp tingled, and Lu Zhiyuan entered the elevator with an icy expression, filling the confined space with a cold atmosphere. Zhou Li suddenly felt the pressure of a male defending his territory.

Lu Zhiyuan didn’t say a word, but his presence exuded a powerful aura.

Gu Ci maintained her calm composure, but inside, she couldn’t help but complain. She and Gu Ziyu must have gone against the flow of the universe to encounter Lu Zhiyuan in this private elevator. This was Lu Zhiyuan’s personal elevator.

Summoning her courage, Gu Ci pressed the button for the second underground floor to send Zhou Li to the parking lot.

Inside the cramped elevator, it felt like they were in the Asura Arena.

Li Jiang paid no mind to the situation and instead focused on studying an advertisement posted in the elevator as if he were appreciating a flower. He even memorized the phone number on the ad.

“Cici, sorry for the trouble today,” Zhou Li said, unable to bear the heavy and awkward atmosphere. “I’ll treat you to a meal next time. What kind of cuisine do you like?”

“Anything you choose,” Gu Ci replied, her thoughts in disarray. She stole a glance at Lu Zhiyuan from the corner of her eye.

Lu Zhiyuan’s expression remained calm as water, but his eyes were frosty.

“What cuisine do you like?”

“Cantonese cuisine.”

“I’ll remember that.” Zhou Li smiled. “I know a fantastic Cantonese restaurant.

Let’s go there in a couple of days.”

Li Jiang’s lips twitched, and his breathing grew lighter.

Gu Ci felt as though she was treading on thin ice. Thankfully, the elevator finally arrived at the designated floor. Gu Ci stepped out without looking back. She didn’t need to turn around to know how terrifying Lu Zhiyuan’s gaze was.

After seeing Zhou Li off to his car, Gu Ci purposefully waited for three minutes. Lu Zhiyuan had already gone upstairs. Gu Ci let out a sigh of relief. However, as she made her way upstairs, she was greeted with Zhou Jinjin’s name trending on the search results.

Her name and Zhou Li’s were trending together.

To make matters worse, the trending topic revolved around their alleged romantic relationship.

Videos of Gu Ci dragging Zhou Li by the wrist and running together had been shared everywhere, impossible to hide. Gu Ci felt a headache coming on.

What kind of fate was she entangled with?

Zhou Li clarified that it was a coincidence that they were discussing live broadcast business with Zhou Jinjin. He had left to avoid being exposed by his fans. However, confusion still lingered.

Zhou Jinjin was a genius when it came to public relations. After discussing it with Gu Ci, she ended the live broadcast early.

For her first live broadcast, she had invited both Zhou Li and Gu Ci as guests, which helped settle the commotion. While the situation eventually calmed down, someone was furious. Gu Ci attempted to call Lu Zhiyuan.

She was still blocked.

As the lights came on, Gu Ci went upstairs to look for Lu Zhiyuan. Third Master was busy with official matters, and Li Jiang was preparing dinner for him. Gu Ci offered, “Let me do it.”

“Miss Gu Ci, you don’t know Third Master’s preferences. Let me handle it.”

“Trust me, I know better than you.” Gu Ci glanced at the vegetable salad and apples that Li Jiang had prepared, setting them aside. She opened the fridge and started preparing Lu Zhiyuan’s dinner from scratch.

Li Jiang went to the study. “Third Master, Miss Gu Ci is preparing your dinner. Shall I leave?”

Lu Zhiyuan paused momentarily while reading a report, remaining silent. After three seconds, he let out a soft sigh and didn’t say anything more. Li Jiang tactfully left the top floor.

Gu Ci defrosted the prawns, cooked the rice, made a serving of braised pork with taro, stir-fried some vegetables for Lu Zhiyuan, and poured a glass of apple juice. Once the food was ready, Lu Zhiyuan appeared as if on cue, and the living room filled with the aroma of the dishes.

Lu Zhiyuan examined the spread and narrowed his eyes.

“Let’s eat,” Gu Ci said, pushing the apple juice toward him.

Lu Zhiyuan took a sip. It was the perfect temperature. The rice was fragrant, and the aroma of the braised pork filled the air. It had been a while since he had eaten a proper meal.

Li Jiang always made him a vegetable salad.

Lu Zhiyuan enjoyed his meal, and Gu Ci sat across from him, quietly eating her cherries. After finishing his bowl of rice, Lu Zhiyuan asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Third Master, remove me from the blacklist.”

Lu Zhiyuan placed his bowl down, momentarily taken aback. Gu Ci swiftly snatched the bowl away from him. Lu Zhiyuan was stunned. Gu Ci then scooped another bowl of rice for him. “Is the food to your liking?”

Lu Zhiyuan remained silent, continuing to eat.

Gu Ci smiled softly as she watched him. “You must be tired of eating salad every day.”

Lu Zhiyuan didn’t say anything and continued eating.

Gu Ci looked at him, her smile faint. “You can’t be an ascetic monk, can you? You obviously enjoy meat, yet you eat vegetables every day without a word. Are you a saint or a god?”

Lu Zhiyuan put down his bowl. The prawns and braised pork had been devoured.

After wiping his mouth with a wet towel, he asked, “How do you know what I like?”

“You told me yourself.”

“I know everything about what happened between you and him, but I’ve never shared it with you.”

A faint smile tugged at Gu Ci’s lips. “If he didn’t tell me, how would I know?”

Lu Zhiyuan’s eyes grew darker. Gu Ci smiled, trying to appease him. “Remove me from the blacklist.”

“He will block you too.”

“If he blocks you, you can unblock him.”

Lu Zhiyuan replied calmly, “You can solve your own problems..”