A_Ray_of_Light

Years later, the people of Yucheng still regard the bygone scandal of the aristocratic family as an after-dinner topic.
A cunning woman of the streets ascended to the summit of society, becoming the esteemed lady of a high-priced aristocratic family. 
She was addicted to gambling, once accumulating millions in debts.
Her demeanor was worldly and vulgar, known as a prominent socialite.
Yet, Gu Hansheng still favored her.
Until, this femme fatale of the century dug her own grave, causing the demise of Mr. Gu's beloved, the White Moonlight.
Henceforth, she vanished from Yucheng without a trace.
People say: "Blood debts must be repaid with blood, and death settles it all."
No one knew that night became a thorn in Gu Hansheng's heart.
On the snowy streets, a woman wrapped in a coat stood trembling beneath neon lights, delicately reaching for the car door.
The window lowered, a man gazed at her, softly laughing: "Madam Gu, there is no one in this world more cold-hearted and ruthless than you."
She grasped the door handle, lips pallid, face filled with grievance, "Hansheng, I'm cold."

The dead are colder than you.

The black silhouette departed into the night.

In the rearview mirror, snowflakes fluttered like tattered fragments, nearly engulfing the woman's shoulders.

In later recollections, in the midnight reveries, Mr. Gu could always hear her saying, "Hansheng, I'm cold."

The most missed when departing

"Ah, where have you gone, Ah Shu?"

A middle-aged woman's voice, faintly tinged with tears and despair.

Liang Shu sat on the bed, one hand hugging her knees, her gaze falling on the handbag on the sofa, she closed her eyes briefly, "Auntie, I..."

"Do you still have any money on you? Hurry to the constable's office. Your uncle will be beaten to death if you're late."

But she remained silent, hung up the phone, and rushed out with the bag of money still warm.

Nineteen thousand, barely weighing heavily, the money Gu Hansheng gave her, less than a day, all gone to waste.

The night wind blew in waves, Liang Shu bit her lip, staring coldly at the man in front of her, his back hunched, his mind somewhat hazy. Her clenched fingers instinctively rose—

But that slap never landed on his face. Mei Aunt rushed out from inside, looking at her with a mournful gaze, "Ah Shu, don't be like this, he's covered in injuries..."

Liang Shu looked at her, a cold smile playing on her lips, "For this rotten person, you can still protect him like this? Besides drug addiction, he indulges in smoking, drinking, gambling, and prostitution. Yet you still want to protect him?"

Her eyes and brows were filled with strong sarcasm, unable to hold back a laugh, "What's there to love about this person who's rotten to the core?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she raised her hand again, only to be caught by Mei Aunt's wrist, "Ah Shu, I won't allow you to do this!"

"You're really despicable! He drinks, fights, and causes trouble, and you clean up after him! If he goes out whoring and gets someone pregnant, are you going to take that woman for an abortion or raise the child for her?! He's nothing but a maggot in human skin, yet you still treat him like a human being..."

Perhaps even Mei Aunt herself didn't expect it. Her slap directly knocked Liang Shu unconscious.

Seeing Liang Shu's body falling like a withered leaf, tears burst out of her eyes. Without caring about anything else, she stumbled to support her, calling out "Ah Shu" repeatedly.

She slapped Jiang Jiucheng's leg hard, hearing him grunt in pain, "Damn woman, are you trying to kill me?"

Mei Aunt stared at him fiercely, "If anything happens to Ah Shu, Jiang Jiucheng, I'll make sure you die!"

As Gu Hansheng's dignified leather shoes stepped onto the long steps at the entrance of the building, he could already faintly hear the sobbing curses.

At the end of the stone steps, three figures crowded together, a disheartened man, a woman who was getting older but still exuded elegance, and a young woman with her face covered by thick, long hair.

An oddly familiar feeling struck Gu Hansheng's eyes. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he was interrupted by his assistant, Ji Chen.

Gu Hansheng said, "Daring to bully the young master of the Jing family, it's unforgivable!"

Ji Chen said solemnly, "The other party was straightforward, took over ten to twenty thousand to bail the person out. They mentioned that the person has already left. I'm afraid..."

When Gu Hansheng turned his head to look back, the trembling figure gradually disappeared under the steps.

"I'll carry her. How do you plan to carry her?"

The woman's sharp and sarcastic voice came slowly through the air, "If you dare touch her, I'll chop off your hands!"

Gu Hansheng was a big shot. Seeing him personally coming to pick up the person, no one dared to delay. He immediately ordered someone to take the person out properly, a rebellious teenager of less than eighteen years old.

Gu Hansheng didn't even look at him, just listened to the man saying, "This is nineteen thousand, every cent accounted for, the person's bail money."

The man stared at the money, his brow slightly furrowing, "Hmm, donated."

Chapter 9: Passing By