Chapitre 4: Chapter Four: Return to the Huo family home

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"Believe it or not, I'll f*cking kill you with my eighty-meter machete!"

"I'm just joking. Do you really have to go that far? Listen to me slowly." Rong Xiao carelessly played with the key chain in his hand. "The scariest thing is that Gu Ruochu's family moved to the city a year ago. I can find out about Gu Yanwei and Zhou Yunxi's past, but I can't find any historical information about Gu Ruochu!"

"Can't find out? How is that possible?"

"..."

After about an hour, the doctor performed a simple physical examination on Gu Ruochu during his ward rounds. He took out his medical record and looked at it. "Mrs. Huo, your body is close to a full recovery. You can be discharged now."

"Thank you. Help me with the discharge procedures."

"You're welcome."

The doctor did not seem to be surprised that Gu Ruochu had asked to be discharged on her own. A refined smile appeared on his face as he asked the nurse to lead the way.

The nurse's gaze subconsciously lingered on Gu Ruochu's face. So this was the legendary Mrs. Huo. She did not look like the weakling that the outside world had described her to be. Instead, there was an additional sense of calmness. This was because her face had turned a little pale, but it could not hide her beauty.

Looking at her like this, it felt as if her heartbeat was almost abnormal...

Such a quiet and beautiful woman. Where did all the negative comments and rumors come from? She did not seem like a wretched person.

Gu Ruochu ignored the nurse's gaze. As soon as she arrived at reception, Rong Xiao appeared in the long corridor of the hospital. His eyes searched everywhere as if he was looking for someone.

He wore a pair of rimless glasses, a simple white shirt, and black pants. His lips were red, and his teeth were white. He looked harmless, and his short hair was dyed maroon. However, the tattoo on his arm looked a little sinister.

Gu Ruochu only had one sentence to describe Rong Xiao. He was a refined scum who drank alcohol and had a tattoo.

"Doggie, I'm here."

Rong Xiao looked towards the source of the voice and saw a woman in a hospital gown. She was smiling and calling him by his nickname. Rong Xiao was instantly enraged.

"How many times have I told you not to call me Doggie!"

When he was young, Rong Xiao was difficult to raise. It was said that a lowly name was easy to raise. His parents decided to call him Doggie. They had been calling him Doggie for more than twenty years. Rong Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

'Why does my back feel chills when I see this smile? This is the standard sign of Master Qi's disguise. IT CAN'T BE WRONG!'

"Master Qi, you've suddenly grown so feminine. I'm not used to it!"

"You're the one who talks too much!" Gu Ruochu punched him in the chest. The pain caused him to hiss. It was, indeed, Master Qi. He was still as violent as ever.

"Finish the discharge procedures for me. I'll wait for you there." Gu Ruochu pointed to the distance with her chin and sat casually on the side.

"All right, Master Qi. Please sit here."

Rong Xiao was not only her best partner, he was also her best friend. He knew everything about her, including the secret of her disguising herself as a man.

After finishing the discharge procedures, Rong Xiao asked, "Where do you plan on going now?"

"Back to the Huo family. I'm the young Madam of the Huo family now." Gu Ruochu glanced at him and said in a low voice, "From today, there is no Bai Qi in this world. There is only Gu Ruochu."

Rong Xiao's lips twitched as he felt an inexplicable sense of sadness in those words.

He had known Bai Qi for twelve years. At that time, they were in their prime and their clothes were still fresh. He never thought that, in the blink of an eye, things would change and the old Master Qi would no longer be around.

After helping her out, Gu Ruochu advised Rong Xiao to go back, and she then took a taxi to the Huo family home.

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