Chapter 119: Luo Xing and Gu Shiyan Leave Together

Chasing the Cold-Hearted School Hunk for Four Years Jiang Miaomiao Miao 2441 words 2026-04-01 06:59:45

“Did Luo Xing not tell you she wasn’t coming?” Xu Yan’s expression showed surprise, as if in doubt.

Shen Que lowered his eyes and shook his head.

The three of them stood on Seventh Avenue in Times Square. Towering skyscrapers stretched into the clouds, and amidst the bustling crowds, noise was inevitable.

Yet, Shen Que’s heart was unusually calm.

Luo Xing and Gu Shiyan had both returned to the country ahead of time; Shen Que was the last to find out.

Was Luo Xing deliberately keeping this from him?

“Uh, it’s nothing. Let’s just have fun ourselves,” Qi Changbai noticed Shen Que’s gloomy mood and put an arm around his neck. “Maybe she had something come up.”

…

On the tarmac, a white private jet touched down.

Assistant Song was already waiting outside the airport, accompanied by Lawyer Huo. During a lull, the two chatted casually.

“Breaking up that quickly?” Assistant Song glanced over. Huo Xingzhou, dressed in a black and white suit, looked as decisive as ever.

“We just had different principles. There’s no denying the greed for money, but deceiving me was unacceptable.” Before Xiao Xiao’s “chance meeting” with him, Gu Shiyan had already called Huo.

Gu Ming was ruthless in pursuing his goals; it was Gu Shiyan who had him replace the documents originally kept in a safe.

In contrast, the second will made by Gu Lao was left carelessly in a room by Huo Xingzhou.

Xiao Xiao didn’t even glance at it and went straight to his study.

“Sigh,” Assistant Song sighed helplessly. “Few can resist temptation. No wonder…”

The massive airport bustled with people, but two figures stood out prominently.

A tall man wore a mid-length black trench coat, its hem flapping with each stride. His long legs were striking, but even more captivating was his deep, handsome face—noble and proud.

The only mismatch was the delicate pale pink suitcase he carried.

Beside him stood a girl roughly as tall as his shoulder. Her buttermilk-colored wool coat with a turned-down collar was open, revealing a Miu Miu blouse and skirt set underneath. The orderly ruffled edges and exquisite handmade flowers lent a French courtly style, while the black ribbon tied into a bow at her neck fluttered in the breeze.

“I’ll take it myself,” Luo Xing reached out to grab her suitcase.

Gu Shiyan glanced aside, lowering his eyes slightly. “You came to Beijing to see Grandpa. Does Grandma know?”

Luo Xing paused, momentarily distracted from her suitcase. “She’ll know when she sees me.”

Gu Shiyan said no more. He understood why Grandma forbid Luo Xing’s visit—there were too many complicated ties involving Grandpa.

Luo Xing’s presence would only make things worse.

Gu Shiyan had planned to return today, but just as he opened the hotel door, Luo Xing was already packed and waiting outside.

“I want to see Grandpa Gu,” she said.

“Miss Luo?” Assistant Song took the suitcase from Gu Shiyan’s hand, surprised to see Luo Xing. “Why are you here?”

“To find my grandmother,” Luo Xing answered with a bright smile.

Huo Xingzhou looked at her in surprise. The Gu family’s private jet rarely carried outsiders.

This meant the young lady had an extraordinary connection to the Gu family.

“Luo Xing,” Gu Shiyan looked at her, shaking his head. “I carried your bags the whole way, and you never even smiled at me.”

Luo Xing smiled at Assistant Song. “Could you give me a ride along the way?”

Huo Xingzhou was stunned, staring straight at Luo Xing. “You’re Luo Xing?”

“Yes. And you are?” Luo Xing had noticed him earlier but refrained from speaking since Assistant Song hadn’t introduced him.

“I’m Huo Xingzhou, the Gu family’s personal lawyer. Pleased to meet you.” Huo extended his hand.

Luo Xing shook it with a smile and nodded. “Hello, Lawyer Huo.”

She felt Huo’s gaze on her was somewhat ambiguous and quickly withdrew her hand.

Luo Xing had just arrived at the hospital when a message from her mother appeared on her phone. They had heard their team won an award and decided to wait for Luo Xing’s return to celebrate with a big meal.

[Oh, by the way, Xingxing, your grandmother went to Beijing. Since your father is also in Beijing, just go find him when you get there. I took a leave from the hospital to spend our wedding anniversary in Beijing.]

Luo Xing sent an “OK” emoji in reply.

“Hey!”

Suddenly, she tripped and almost fell, but Gu Shiyan caught her.

Looking down, Luo Xing saw a remote-controlled airplane at her feet, which she had just stumbled over.

“What are you doing? You stepped on my plane!” a chubby child ran over and tried to push Luo Xing, but Gu Shiyan grabbed the fabric on the child’s shoulder with one hand.

“Bad person! Let go! Bullying a kid!”

There were many adults accompanying family members in the hallway, all turning to look.

The child’s parent quickly came over with the receipt, glaring at Gu Shiyan. “What are you doing? You’re a grown man, bullying a child?”

Seeing it was a hospital, Luo Xing didn’t want to argue and spoke gently, “Your child was playing with toys in the corridor and almost tripped me.”

“Is that so? My child has been playing here all along. Why hasn’t anyone else tripped, only me? What, do you intend to attack a child?” The woman hugged her child’s head as the child pouted, about to cry.

“Playing and fooling around is prohibited in the hospital. Your child’s behavior might cause patients to fall,” Gu Shiyan said calmly.

Assistant Song and Lawyer Huo stood nearby, their appearance impeccable. The woman snorted coldly. “Do you think this hospital belongs to you? You say no, so no? Because you’re in a group, you think you’re right?”

Assistant Song stepped forward, “Ma’am, the hospital does indeed forbid children from playing.”

And this hospital was actually owned by his family.

Assistant Song pointed to the nearby prohibition sign. “If you can’t control your child, we’ll have to ask you to leave.”

Gu Shiyan placed a hand on Luo Xing’s shoulder. “Let’s go. Leave this to Assistant Song.”

Unexpectedly, the woman became even more furious. She refused to let them leave. “Look! My child is crying because he was bullied, and now they want to kick us out. Do they think this hospital belongs to them?”

It was early winter, and many people were catching colds and fevers, making the hospital crowded. Soon, a crowd gathered.

Assistant Song immediately called security, but the throng made it difficult for them to leave.

Gu Shiyan answered a call on his phone.

“Are you back yet?” It was Gu Liang’s voice.

Gu Shiyan was about to speak.

The voice continued, “Grandpa’s condition is critical. Hurry! Everyone else is here, only you are missing!”

Luo Xing stood beside Gu Shiyan, clearly hearing the urgency in the call.

“Gu Shiyan…”

She didn’t know what to say.

Looking around, she raised her voice, “Could everyone please make way?”