"You can't dismiss me with one sweep and deny me a chance. How can you understand that I'm more suitable for you than Di Mingjue?" Gu Xiuyu stepped forward excitedly.
Noticing his hand moving by her leg, Ye Ziyu backed away to avoid his touch.
Gu Xiuyu clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on her feet.
If she was already by his side, and he still couldn't win her heart, what was the point of him?
His eyes moved up, and Gu Xiuyu stared at the knife in Ye Ziyu's hand. "Since you're willing to die for him, I'm willing to do the same for you."
No longer fearing Ye Ziyu might act rashly, he strode towards her.
The wound on her neck began to ache, and Ye Ziyu could no longer exert force.
During the struggle, Gu Xiuyu raised his hand and grasped the knife in her hand.
The blade and his palm met, and blood instantly flowed from his fingers.
The more Ye Ziyu refused to let go, the more obsessively Gu Xiuyu tightened his grip. His blood dripped into Ye Ziyu's palm, sticky and filled with the smell of blood.
Losing her grip weakly, Ye Ziyu glared at him. "Get out, I don't want to see you."
Gu Xiuyu held the knife handle and glanced at Ye Ziyu's neck. "I'll go down to get the medicine box."
"Get out!" Ye Ziyu pointed at the door and yelled.
"I'll be back up shortly." Gu Xiuyu turned and walked out of the room.
This was not a place he could just come and go as he pleased.
After he left, Ye Ziyu locked the door from the inside. Looking at the closed door, she then moved the bedside cabinet next to it to barricade it.
Gu Xiuyu went downstairs and crouched by the cabinet, searching for the medicine box.
Chen Yaping heard the noise and walked over. As she approached, she noticed small, plum-blossom-like blood droplets on the floor.
"Mr. Gu, your hand!" she exclaimed, pointing at Gu Xiuyu's hand as she entered.
Gu Xiuyu paid no attention to the injury on his hand; his eyes were solely focused on the wound on Ye Ziyu's neck. Picking up the medicine box, he walked past Chen Yaping.
"Ziyu, I've brought the medicine box, open the door now!" Gu Xiuyu knocked on the door through the wood panel.
After his words, there was no sound from inside for a long time.
Gu Xiuyu had no choice but to try the doorknob. After several attempts, he failed. He stood frozen, looked at the lock, and bent down to place the medicine box by the door.
Chen Yaping, seeing him come down, quickly stepped forward. "Mr. Gu, let me bandage your wound!"
"Get away, don't get in my way." Gu Xiuyu shoved her away rudely.
Stumbling, Chen Yaping quickly steadied herself against the sofa to avoid falling.
With the keys to all the rooms, Gu Xiuyu rushed towards the second floor.
He inserted the key into the lock, turned it a few times, and opened the locked door. The cabinet behind it was no match for him; he rammed his shoulder against the door, and it swung open.
Inside, Ye Ziyu looked at Gu Xiuyu, who had entered so easily, with a blank expression, as if she had anticipated that her efforts would be futile.
"Let me bandage your wound. You're so concerned with your appearance, you mustn't let the wound leave a scar." Gu Xiuyu picked up the medicine box from the floor, walked around the bedside cabinet, and came to Ye Ziyu's side.
Ye Ziyu sat on the bed, looking up at him. "I can marry you, but I have one condition."
"As long as it doesn't involve leaving this place, I can fulfill whatever you ask," Gu Xiuyu reminded her.
Opposing him wouldn't lower his guard. Rather than letting her body be riddled with wounds, it was better to appease him and make him submit to her.
"I want everyone to know about our wedding," Ye Ziyu said. "You said you could give me a grand wedding banquet, so we should announce to everyone that we're getting married, not sneakily doing it here."
Gu Xiuyu looked at her determined expression.