My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Crazy Beauty
Chapter 109 The Other Side of Sister

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 The Other Side of Sister

"Married couple resemblance?"

"Who and whom?"

Madam Tang looked at Tang Chuxia, suspecting something was wrong with her ears.

Tang Chuxia looked at Gu Beihuai who almost stumbled at the door and couldn’t keep the smile from creeping up her cheeks.

"It’s me and Gu Beihuai!"

She spoke earnestly, but Madam Tang burst into laughter, "You child, always picking on people!"

Hehe...

Even Madam Tang didn’t believe it!

Tang Chuxia looked at Gu Beihuai sympathetically. What on earth had the original owner done to Gu Beihuai to make everyone disbelieve their involvement?

Such a challenging affair only excited Tang Chuxia even more.

Just as she was about to say something else, Gu Beihuai walked into the ward, "Lemon juice can wash it off!"

He interrupted what Tang Chuxia was about to continue saying.

Upon hearing this, Madam Tang opened the handbag she had brought, and there indeed was a packet of lemons, so she paid no attention to the words Tang Chuxia hadn’t managed to utter.

Only the reporter looked at them both suspiciously.

His gaze swept back and forth between Tang Chuxia and Gu Beihuai.

Was there really nothing between these two?

It just felt off!

After a struggle, Tang Chuxia finally managed to get rid of the excess gentian violet stains, and with her insistence, Madam Tang found a piece of gauze to cover the wound and hide the traces of the gentian violet.

The reporter held the camera and took pictures, and Tang Chuxia unconsciously struck a pose from her past life, only to be scolded by Madam Tang, "What are you doing? Just sit up straight!"

The reporter nodded along, "Right, right, we’re going to use two pictures, one where you hit someone and one portrait."

"That’s almost like a memorial photo, isn’t it?" Gu Nanzhi quipped before reflexively covering her mouth.

Thinking: Why did I blurt that out?

Tang Chuxia thought for a moment; without any memorial after the original owner left, wouldn’t that be inappropriate?

"It’s fine! Just take it like that!"

She didn’t think it mattered at all.

The reporter also took the time to explain, "The main thing is that our photos now have certain standards, we don’t just take them however we want!"

The guy was just following orders, Gu Nanzhi acknowledged with an "Oh."

Tang Chuxia cooperated well, although pretending to hit someone was a bit awkward without an actual target.

"Shall I pose with you?" Zheng Duoqing offered.

Gu Nanzhi pointed out, "Cousin, you just want to be in the newspaper!" And then made a funny face at him.

Zheng Duoqing chuckled, "Not really, we are just photographing Xiaxia anyway!"

The reporter kept nodding, "Yeah, yeah, we’re just here for Tang Chuxia’s photos!"

Tang Chuxia, not having much strength left, posed for the photos as requested and answered a few questions from the reporter, who then politely left.

With no strangers left, Tang Chuxia collapsed on the hospital bed.

"Mom, I’m so tired!"

She yawned, hardly able to keep her eyes open!

Madam Tang was overcome with distress and told her to sleep for a while.

She was definitely not getting discharged today, and Madam Tang knew her daughter’s body must be in a lot of discomfort.

After Tang Chuxia fell asleep, Madam Tang then told Gu Nanzhi and the others, "You all go back and rest, Xiaxia has me here!"

Gu Nanzhi and his sister left, and Zheng Duoqing, not one to be idle, naturally followed suit.

Tang Chuxia actually didn’t wake up the whole time, sleeping straight through to the next day.

Let’s rewind the clock and see what Tang Wanqiu did after she left the funeral.

Bursting out of the funeral, Tang Wanqiu caught up with Hu Mingcheng.

"You told me that it was your parents who wronged you all those years ago, so how do you explain this now?"

Hu Mingcheng’s eyes were bloodshot. Tang Wanqiu, on the verge of tears, reached out to grab Hu Mingcheng’s hand but he shook her off.

"Brother Mingcheng, you don’t believe me either?"

Hu Mingcheng lowered his voice and questioned, "Why would Tang Chuxia lay hands on you?"

He could feel that Tang Chuxia’s attack on Tang Wanqiu wasn’t impulsive or a bout of insanity; she was convinced that Tang Wanqiu deserved it.

But why?

At the funeral, why show such disrespect to your sister Wanqiu? Even if they weren’t born of the same mother, why be so cruel?

Hu Mingcheng stared at Tang Wanqiu steadily.

"How would I know? I’m guessing it’s because of our affair that she hates me so much?" Tears fell from Tang Wanqiu’s eyes.

Hu Mingcheng softened after all. He sighed and put his hand on Tang Wanqiu’s shoulder: "It’s all my fault for making you suffer."

Tang Wanqiu burst into tears and then clung to Hu Mingcheng.

Since everyone’s attention was focused on the mourning, no one noticed the oddity between the two.

After comforting Tang Wanqiu, Hu Mingcheng touched the spot where Tang Chuxia had kicked her: "Does it hurt?"

Tang Wanqiu lifted her hem, and when Hu Mingcheng saw the bruise, he couldn’t help but clench his teeth: "That crazy woman, how dare she be so vicious?"

A bitter smile spread across Tang Wanqiu’s face. She said helplessly, "It’s not all my sister’s fault. She’s also suffering."

Seeing that even now Tang Wanqiu was still speaking up for Tang Chuxia, Hu Mingcheng felt even more pity for her.

His previous guilt over breaking off the engagement with Tang Chuxia had also vanished.

The two left together.

While Tang Chuxia lay on the hospital bed, Hu Mingcheng was called away by his father. Tang Wanqiu endured a bout of Mrs. Hu’s insincerely concerned chatter before slipping out again in the middle of the night.

This time, she didn’t head to the dilapidated courtyard she had visited before, but to a residence in the center of the city.

She knocked five times on the door knocker, and the courtyard door was quickly opened from the inside. Seeing that it was Tang Wanqiu, they led her straight in.

When they reached the study, Tang Wanqiu said to the old man standing at the door, "Thank you, Uncle Mute!"

It turned out the old man was mute.

Uncle Mute nodded and left with a lantern in hand.

Tang Wanqiu entered the study. The man sitting behind the desk looked up at her, "Your information was flawed; it cost us many elites!"

Tang Wanqiu sat down across from the man and scoffed, "You have the nerve to say that!"

She deftly slid a box of cigarettes out from a box on the desk, lit one for herself, and then lazily retorted, "Why couldn’t so many people handle one Tang Chuxia? I thought you were supposed to be unstoppable?"

The man stared at the glowing ember between the woman’s fingers, "One Tang Wanqiu was supposedly worth all my men, but you never told me she had such formidable power!"

Their gazes locked in a showdown, neither one simple-minded. Tang Wanqiu exhaled a plume of smoke gently, the faint scent of orchids mingling with the smoke—not unpleasant but certainly not pleasant.

It was still a cigarette, after all.

"Tang Chuxia is just a bit stronger," said Wanqiu.

"You’re overestimating her!"

Tang Wanqiu said dismissively, only to receive the man’s scorn in return, "Just strong? Do you think I’m a fool? A real brute isn’t like her at all!"

The man abruptly stood up, his hands planted on the desk as he stared down at Tang Wanqiu, his body bending forward.

"Using me, Tang Wanqiu, comes with a price!"

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