Chapter 2: Your Life Is Running Out (2)
Chapter 2: Your Life Is Running Out (2)
Squinting her eyes, Gu Shishi thought about the rest of the story in the book.
Gu Shishi, the cannon fodder, was betrayed by the servant and her plan was discovered by Huo Wencheng. He, on the other hand, wasn’t interested in her at all. Worst so, he was a vicious one – he had the servant waited outside the room and go get Huo Sishen as soon as Gu Shishi jumped out.
Which was how her fiancé was right there when she professed her love for his brother. And, the servant who pretended to be serving tea also witnessed the scene. Her poor reputation spread among the upper class overnight.
The cannon fodder female support character’s engagement was called off, and she was booted out of the Gu’s and she ended up killing herself at the start of the story.
So…. She became the cannon fodder who didn’t make it through three days?!
“Ge? Are you not in the room?” Huo Wencheng’s voice was getting closer. He was slowly but steadily getting closer and closer to where the closet was.
With a softer voice, Huo Wencheng suddenly switched to calling out for her, “Miss Gu?”
Gu Shishi felt goosebumps instantly.
She held her breath right away and didn’t dare to move a muscle. She worried that any small noise from her would give away her whereabouts.
As soon as he opened up the closet doors, she would come face to face with this asshole hidden under the appearance of a morally upstanding man!
How would she explain why she was hiding inside the closet?
STEP! STEP!
Huo Wencheng stopped in front of the largest closet in the room within a fraction of a second.
With only the closet door between the two of them, Gu Shishi thought she could even heard the steady breathing sound coming from him.
The distance between the two was less than the span of an arm.
Gu Shishi’s heart was about to stop.
She lifted her head.
Through the very narrow crack between the closet doors, the light that seemed to have come from outside the window flicked quickly and a shadow casted down on her.
Huo Wencheng’s hand was on top of the handle of the closet door!
With a slight creaking noise, the door opened up a little bit.
The stream of light widened by two folds!
She clutched her chest. Pale and ready to accept her fate, she closed her eyes. Suddenly, she then heard a cold and impatient voice, “What are you doing in my room?”
Contrary to the tender voice of Huo Wencheng, this coarse voice immediately gave people the creeps, and a feeling of impending danger that should not be taken lightly.
Every single hair on Gu Shishi’s skin stood up. Was she so nervous earlier that she missed his footstep?
This was the original owner’s fiancé, Huo Sishen?
She never jumped out of the closet, so theoretically the maid never reported her to him,, so would the storyline continue on like it should?
She gasped.
The tragic ending of the original owner made her body freezer, and all her blood rushed into her brain!
“Ge….”
As though he was shocked by electricity, Huo Wencheng immediately pulled his hand back from the closet door.
Gu Shishi’s heart was about to bounce out of her throat. She worried that he would tell on her.
“Ge, I heard that you were looking for me,” explained Huo Wencheng quickly.
“That was not true.”
The voice was still cold and the impatience in the voice more so than before, “Get out.”
“Ge, I….”
“Get out, and send people in to disinfect.”
Whatever Huo Wencheng was going to say, he swallowed the rest of his words.
Gu Shishi listened as attentively as she could and finally heard footsteps getting farther and farther away. She gathered that Huo Wencheng was finally gone and let out a big sigh.
Her possibly wife-cursing fiancée was a severe germaphobe and that had just worked to her advantage.
The disinfecting team probably wouldn’t pull open the closet door right away? She should be safe then.
But, right before she could relax herself, her left eye started twitching like mad.
(T/N: It’s a bad omen when your left eye twitches.)
Immediately she squatted there motionlessly like a quail.
Sure enough, almost a whole minute had passed before she heard noises from inside the room again. She could smell cologne, the scent of sandalwood, in her nose.
Her legs, which had been crossed this entire time, were already starting to get numb, yet she still didn’t dare to move a muscle.
Her instant fiancé seemed to have stopped right in front of the closet, like he was observing the closet?
He was still here?