Chapter 6: Gu Shisheng
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Yi Xun’s figure blended into the crowd, the one standing still among the waving hands. Tall and slender, dressed in a black long coat and pants that were a bit too large, giving a hollow impression. She wore a low-brimmed cap pulled down so far that her cheeks were barely visible.
Gu Yao dragged her suitcase out, searching for a moment before spotting her. She quickened her pace and called out, “You’re here?”
In return, she received a look full of friendly resentment, as if she was still annoyed that Gu Yao had gone out to play without her.
Gu Yao patted her shoulder and pointed to one of the suitcases. “Everything in here is yours.”
“Fine, I’ll forgive you this time. Let’s get in the car.” Only then did Yi Xun withdraw her gaze, took the two suitcases, and placed them in the trunk.
With her hands free, Gu Yao promptly settled into the front passenger seat. After Yi Xun got in, the car started moving.
“The hospital leaders called me over twenty times, and your mother called too. They said your phone was off and they couldn’t reach you,” Yi Xun reported while driving.
“Oh, no signal out at sea,” Gu Yao replied leisurely, glancing at her phone.
Yi Xun glanced sideways at her. “Come on, even if there was signal, you wouldn’t answer.”
“Annoying.” Gu Yao exhaled the word, leaned back against the seat, and changed the subject. “Let’s go to my place. I ordered hot pot delivery; it’ll arrive in an hour.”
“Oh.” Yi Xun nodded and then asked, “Was the cruise fun?”
“Not bad, but pretty monotonous.” Gu Yao yawned, gestured at Yi Xun, and answered a call.
“Principal.”
A middle-aged man’s voice came through urgently, sounding rather anxious.
Gu Yao, on the other side, answered unhurriedly, “Alright, I’ll come by tomorrow.”
Once home, the delivery arrived just on time.
The delivery man was on the phone, head down, when Gu Yao took the call and stepped out of the car. “Hello, I’m here.”
She didn’t wait for him to hand over the food but carried it upstairs herself.
She lived in a high-rise apartment with good security and environment. Bought years ago, the property had steadily appreciated.
The place had been empty for days, gathering a bit of dust in the air. Upon entering, Gu Yao opened the windows to air out the room while Yi Xun set the table outside.
When Gu Yao came back out, steaming hot pot was already laid out, ingredients neatly arranged in a circle on plates.
“I’m going to the bathroom.”
Yi Xun wiped her hands and entered the washroom. When she reappeared, she was a stunningly slender and beautiful young woman, completely different from before. Her glossy black hair was smooth and draped over her shoulders, accentuating her delicate, fair face.
Unlike Gu Yao’s fresh and pure appearance, Yi Xun’s beauty was sultry and mysterious, her eyes enchanting and hazy—anyone who looked would be captivated.
Yet, with such a lovely face, she usually concealed it.
She wrapped her hair in a net, wore a cap pulled down low, hiding all traces of her long hair from outside. Her figure was similarly disguised—layers of fabric wrapped tightly, topped with a loose, androgynous jacket, erasing all curves.
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She was always accustomed to hiding her feminine features like this. Though a slender and beautiful girl, she insisted on dressing plainly, looking like a fragile, tall slender boy.
Only in front of close friends would she casually reveal her true self.
Gu Yao was long used to this side of her. She dipped a slice of lamb into the hot pot and casually beckoned Yi Xun to eat.
After dinner, they looked over some souvenirs brought back from Japan for a while. By afternoon, Yi Xun took her leave, donning her full disguise again before going out.
“Where’s your anti-anxiety medication?” Gu Yao asked as she saw her out, leaning against the doorframe.
“The doctor told me to stop for a while.” Yi Xun smiled, pinching Gu Yao’s cheek. “You seem to have gained some weight.”
Gu Yao knew she was deliberately changing the subject and shot her a glare before closing the door.
Back home, after tidying up and enjoying a long soak in the bath, Gu Yao returned to her bedroom, drew the curtains tightly, lowered the air conditioning a few degrees, wrapped herself in a quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.
If there was one way she preferred to relax, it was definitely sleeping. Due to her work, she rarely got enough rest, so she craved sleep deeply—sometimes she could sleep straight through an entire day.
But that sleep was interrupted in the afternoon.
Her phone rang sharply and incessantly. Gu Yao reached out from her warm bed, grabbed the phone, and saw an unknown number.
She should have turned it off before sleeping.
Her head heavy and fuzzy, she rubbed her brow, forcing herself awake, and answered, “Hello?”
“Hello, is this Gu Shisheng’s family? I’m his homeroom teacher.” A female voice came through, a little high-pitched and strangely angry.
“No.” Gu Yao replied lazily, sitting up in bed. Her bare shoulders shivered in the cool air, and she shrugged, raising the air conditioning temperature.
“Then…” The voice hesitated.
“Hello, teacher, I’m his sister.” Gu Yao got out of bed and walked into the dressing room. “What did he do this time?”
When Gu Yao arrived at the school, it was afternoon recess. Students in uniform were scattered around in groups, laughing and playing, all quite tall and looking almost like adults.
As she passed, a boy whistled loudly. A water bottle was thrown at her feet, drawing laughter from the crowd.
Gu Yao stopped and looked toward the group, finding the insolent boy. She stared at him expressionlessly, then swept her gaze over the others laughing nearby.
The boy’s smile froze, as if feeling the gaze of the disciplinary director.
Moments later, the woman bent to pick up the bottle and threw it back without turning her head. It clanged perfectly into the trash bin.
The students erupted in surprise.
Inside the office, two boys stood with heads bowed in a corner. One had bruises on his face, looking pitiful. The other was lively and untroubled—it was Gu Shisheng.
Gu Yao knocked and entered, immediately spotting the colorful glow flashing from the sleeve of that boy hiding something behind his back—a strange color phone lock screen.
A parent had already arrived, talking with the teacher. Upon hearing Gu Yao, they all turned around.
“Are you…?”
“Gu Shisheng’s sister.”
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“Are you really Gu Shisheng’s guardian? Let me tell you, your child has gone way too far! Look at what he did to my kid! You can’t just bully others because you’re big and strong!”
Before the teacher could speak, the father burst out, agitated and scolding relentlessly.
“Yes, do you even discipline your child? Gu Shisheng is the most arrogant in the whole class and the worst at studying. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, and he doesn’t care at all. Having a special skill doesn’t mean he can be so careless!” the teacher chimed in.
Gu Yao stood quietly, occasionally glancing at her brother, who held his chin high with a defiant look, even snorting softly.
She turned back and bowed to the parent. “I’m very sorry. Though I can’t speak for him, please accept my apology on behalf of both your family and your child.”
Straightening up, she smiled at the teacher. “Teacher, I don’t know whether he’s disciplined or not—I’m not his mother. I only get dragged out for moments like this.”
Her blunt honesty left both the parent and teacher speechless.
Gu Yao calmly asked the parent, “Sir, would you mind taking your child outside for a moment? I will bring him back to apologize to you shortly. My brother is stubborn; private talks work better.”
The father thought for a moment, then silently pulled the boy out of the office.
After closing the door, only the teacher and the siblings remained inside.
Gu Yao didn’t even glance at her brother and walked straight to the teacher, her tone now sharp and arrogant. “Are you my brother’s homeroom teacher? May I ask your surname?”
“My surname is Li.” The female teacher looked puzzled.
“Alright, Teacher Li,” Gu Yao nodded. “Do you understand my brother’s identity and family background? Do you know he’s a young piano prodigy? His fingers are priceless. Judging by that parent’s appearance earlier, their family is probably average. If my brother was hurt even slightly today, my mother would intervene, and the school would have no choice but to expel the other student.”
Her slow, deliberate words were loaded with menace. Despite years of teaching experience, the teacher’s face turned pale.
She wanted to retort but knew well that Gu Shisheng’s family background was indeed special. His mother founded a famous musical instrument brand, and his father was a renowned pianist. Either parent’s involvement would command respect from the school leadership.
“Sis, what are you saying? It’s my fault, all my fault. I shouldn’t have hit anyone. I’ll go apologize right now.” The previously defiant Gu Shisheng suddenly lost his composure and shouted as he rushed over.
Gu Yao sized him up. “Knowing it’s shameful to use power to intimidate others means you still have hope. So, do you really want to apologize? Do you understand your mistake?”
Gu Shisheng paused, realizing this was his sister’s tactic to handle him. He hung his head, sulking. “I know I was wrong, please stop.”
He bowed deeply to the teacher. “I’m sorry, Teacher. I won’t do it again. I’ll write you a ten-thousand-word self-criticism.”
Then he rushed out to apologize to the other student involved.
The teacher sat there, stunned by the siblings’ performance.
Gu Yao approached and apologized sincerely. “I’m sorry, Teacher. That was just an act. My brother needs to be educated this way; otherwise, he never learns.”
She placed five hundred yuan on the desk. “This is compensation for the other student’s medical and emotional damages. Please pass it along.”
After the incident, Gu Shisheng couldn’t focus on his classes. Gu Yao took leave for him, and he left early with his bag.
Gu Yao’s car was parked at the school gate, but she didn’t get in. Instead, she leaned against the door, waiting for her brother.