Sensational! Fake Noble VS Real Genius

"Not only do I not like you, I despise you," Gu Chengan glared viciously at Gu Zhiqi.

Gu Zhiqi, listening to the youth's words, kept a smile on his lips, speaking in a lazy, indifferent tone, "If you don't like it, just hold it in."

"Who do you think you are? A divine being?"

"Don't tell me you think the whole world is yearning for your affection?"

"Wake up, kid, there aren't many people who care about that little affection of yours."

Gu Zhiqi's voice was casual and languid, he didn't seem to care much, but with each sentence, the expression on the youth's face grew uglier.

"You…" Gu Chengan's face looked terrible, and after a long while, he clenched his teeth and managed to squeeze out the word "you," but couldn't say anything more.

Gu Zhiqi merely glanced at him indifferently, then turned her head, her gaze returning to the flower bed.

The flower bed was planted with a variety of flowers and plants, with an ice-white flower in the center blooming most profusely, standing out the most.

Unable to outtalk Gu Zhiqi, Gu Chengan just glowered at her, and noticing that she kept staring at the flower bed, a hint of wariness suddenly rose in his eyes. He strode over to Gu Zhiqi, blocking her from the flower bed, "I'm warning you, don't touch anything in the flower bed!"

Seeing the flowers blocked, Gu Zhiqi's brows twitched almost imperceptibly, but considering they weren't her property after all, she didn't say anything and just turned to walk into the house.

Seeing Gu Zhiqi turn to leave, Gu Chengan felt like he had finally gained the upper hand and snorted lightly, "At least you have some self-awareness."

While speaking, he took several large steps to catch up with Gu Zhiqi, "The Gu Family doesn't want you, but you insist on sticking around. My family doesn't welcome you, and still, you won't leave. Gu Zhiqi, how shameless can you be?"

Gu Chengan's reference to the Gu Family naturally meant the Sea City Gu Family.

After Gu Xiyue returned to the Gu Family, Gu Chengan had been closely following her affairs. Although Gu Xiyue never spoke to him about it, people in the group would.

Moreover, the affairs of the two occasionally caused an uproar online.

Not long ago, the incident of Gu Zhiqi refusing to leave the Gu Family's residence and threatening to commit suicide had spread online, making it difficult for Gu Chengan to remain unaware of it.

Gu Zhiqi ignored Gu Chengan and kept walking towards the house.

Her disregard infuriated Gu Chengan. He reached out and grabbed Gu Zhiqi's arm, "Hey, are you deaf? I'm talking to you..."

"Crack"

"Ah!"

Gu Chengan had barely touched Gu Zhiqi, not even finishing his sentence, when he screamed in agony.

Gu Zhiqi's brows tinged with impatience and defiance as she looked at Gu Chengan with a cool gaze, "Babble all you want, but don't touch me, got it?"

Gu Chengan grimaced in pain, clutching his dislocated arm, glaring daggers at Gu Zhiqi.

"Gu, Zhi, Qi!" He spat out her name between gritted teeth.

His eyes brimming with rage, Gu Chengan, one hand cradling his arm, raised his leg and swept it towards Gu Zhiqi.

Gu Zhiqi stepped to the side, dodging the attack.

Seeing her evade, Gu Chengan spun around and kicked again, only for Gu Zhiqi to sidestep once more.

Gu Chengan was startled by Gu Zhiqi's quick reflexes, his expression growing serious.

As he was about to kick again, his collar was grabbed from behind.

Gu Chengan only saw a flash before him, and the surroundings instantly changed from the courtyard to outside of it.

"Bang"

"Hmph"

A fist slammed into Gu Chengan, forcing a muffled grunt from him.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Boom"

A flurry of punches rained down, each blow landing with force. Gu Zhiqi was too fast; Gu Chengan had no time to react.

A minute later, Gu Chengan lay on the ground like a rag doll, unable to get up, while Gu Zhiqi cast him a nonchalant glance and sneered, "Trash."

Gu Chengan "…"

His face distorted with fury!

Gu Zhiqi dusted off her clothes, smoothing the wrinkles, and turned around.

Then she noticed an old man standing not far away, leaning on a hoe.