GBT Chapter 10
by VolareThe smoothness of events had an element of luck, but it was also within his expectations.
Shen Ji had been a dictatorial leader for many years, used to being high above and looking down on everything, dismissing it with disdain. In his view, using manpower and resources on things related to some nonsense destiny and masters was a waste of time; he didn’t have the leisure.
As for the Old Lady, her precious son wasn’t seriously injured, and the person responsible had died, so she didn’t pursue it further, out of compassion.
Then the Master revealed the “truth,” and she just wanted to send the jinx away.
The older generation of large families tend to worship Buddha and seek out masters, meddling with matters of fate.
When family members do too many immoral things, they want to escape karmic retribution.
Jiao Bai had researched the Shen family mother and son; this was a golden finger for someone who had followed the comic.
Jiao Bai got up. If Shen Ji inadvertently discovered the loophole one day, investigated the matter, and wanted to settle accounts, he would deal with it then.
Anyway, today was the first day of leaving the doghouse.
Jiao Bai took a few steps forward and suddenly stopped. Qi Shuang’s smug expression made him suspect a possibility. He pressed the Qin Lin Garden landline and told the servant who answered that he wanted to speak to Qi Shuang.
“Wang Chuqiu, why are you calling me at this juncture, and on the landline!” Qi Shuang held the phone, his delicate face a little distorted. He had blacklisted this person, but he didn’t expect the other party to call the landline, and at this time, was he crazy!
Qi Shuang lowered his voice sinisterly: “I’m telling you, although I have your weakness in my hands, you have mine too. Let’s not…”
Jiao Bai interrupted him: “Where is the Master?”
Qi Shuang was silent.
“Did you silence him?” Jiao Bai stood by the road and raised his voice.
“Am I an idiot? If the Master dies at this time, it will only make people suspect that everything was premeditated by me, with the goal of eliminating you, my opponent.” Qi Shuang said dryly, “The person is currently under control, waiting for me to become Mrs. Shen…” He didn’t say the second half of the sentence, it was roughly that. He had thought that even enlightened masters who had seen through the world and were unafraid of life and death could be threatened and used by him, so one day in the future, they might collude with others. Such a big variable, he must eliminate it.
The silence on the phone seemed like a silent condemnation. Qi Shuang said acrimoniously: “Wang Chuqiu, I don’t believe that when you told me the hiding place of his wife and children, you thought I would let their family of three reunite after it was done. What kind of good person are you pretending to be now?”
Jiao Bai said in a faint voice: “I want Zhang Zhen’s contact information. Get it for me.”
“…Who did you say?” Qi Shuang was both shocked and mocking. So this guy painstakingly broke free from the Old Lady’s control because he wanted to climb up to that person in West City. He was really crazy.
Jiao Bai hung up the phone without saying anything more.
In “Broken Wings,” Qi Shuang’s Second Older Brother accidentally ran into the Master’s wife and children while sketching in another place and told Qi Shuang. Later, Qi Shuang used this information. The author didn’t specify the Master’s ending, leaving it blank.
Because Jiao Bai intervened in advance, this part of the plot had changed, and some links had remained the same.
Jiao Bai stayed quietly in place for a while and then strode forward. He didn’t know how long he walked along the road before catching a ride with a kind couple.
It took less than ten kilometers for the couple to go from showing affection to crying and cursing.
This all stemmed from—the female host finding a pair of stockings in the car that weren’t hers.
Regardless of the outsider taking a ride, the female host directly stuffed the stockings into the male host’s mouth.
The style was domineering, but not advocated, because the level of danger was off the charts.
The car swerved on the road like a snake, and the male host parked urgently on the side of the road. He spat out the stockings and started arguing with the female host, quite justifiably.
Jiao Bai in the back seat inadvertently found himself in a large-scale infidelity scene. He wasn’t prepared at all and was very embarrassed.
Jiao Bai waited for the couple to finish arguing and stop fighting, then asked to get out of the car.
No one paid attention to him.
Jiao Bai: “…”
Alright, if you don’t mind, then I’ll just watch.
Anyway, I’m not in a hurry.
Jiao Bai listened to the female host’s heart-wrenching cries and glanced at the male host, who was scrolling through his phone as if nothing had happened. He crossed his arms and thought, “Broken Wings” is indeed a paradise for soap opera lovers. Even the extras with three legs are scumbags in here.
The phone in his pocket buzzed. Jiao Bai took it out and looked at it. He wrote down the received number. That night, when he grabbed the owner of the number, he vaguely felt the other party’s undiminished kindness and humanity.
“Zhang Zhen…” Jiao Bai read the name of the number’s owner, calculating something.
West City.
Zhang Zhen was cracking walnuts to eat. Usually, he was mainly responsible for the Third Brother’s personal safety and some things in the gray area, which involved fists and guns and didn’t require him to work in the company.
Now the Third Brother had given him an office, and his position was a nominal assistant. He had almost finished a bag of walnuts.
When Zhang Zhen went to the tea room to make tea, several assistants who were gossiping looked at him in unison, their eyes shining.
“What?” Zhang Zhen said sternly.
The assistants weren’t afraid at all. They knew that this young man had a martial prowess that was the opposite of his cute appearance. It was said that he had single-handedly ventured into dangerous situations to save the chairman’s life. Since then, the chairman had regarded him as a confidant and brother, but they had never seen his heroic or even bloody side, only his blushing, innocent appearance.
Everyone affectionately called him…
“Beauty Zhen.”
One assistant asked a question on behalf of the group, “Which little fairy is by the chairman’s side now?”
Zhang Zhen: “…”
“No change.” His words were astonishing.
The assistants were shocked. Although they had high degrees and excellent work abilities, it didn’t affect their gossiping, especially about the chairman.
“Still that cross-dressing lead singer?”
“Isn’t it usually changed monthly? August has continued into September?”
Zhang Zhen made tea: “Yeah, extended.”
The assistants took a breath. This was shocking news. The old rules had been broken. Could they possibly have a chairman’s wife soon?
Zhang Zhen blew on the tea and took a sip. It would be great if they did. When the Third Brother was angry, someone could coax him, so the people below wouldn’t be anxious, constipated, and breaking out.
This year’s New Year’s wish was still the same.
Seeking a Third Sister-in-law.
A few minutes later, Zhang Zhen’s WeChat received a friend request.
The verification message was: J.
Didn’t recognize them.
Zhang Zhen was thoughtful. His number wasn’t something anyone could easily get. Who was this “J”? Zhang Zhen thought for a moment, confirmed that he hadn’t given his contact information to anyone recently, and determined that this person was someone’s lover in the circle or a young master or young lady from some family who didn’t know where they got his contact information and wanted to climb onto the Third Brother’s bed through him. This situation wasn’t uncommon before. He wanted to ignore it, but in the next moment, he held his breath.
The “J”‘s profile picture…
Zhang Zhen looked at those bright color blocks, and the shrewdness between his eyebrows was swept away, replaced by a daze. He couldn’t help but click accept.
[You have passed “J”‘s friend verification information. Now you can start chatting.]
Zhang Zhen woke up as if from a dream. He regretted his carelessness and was about to delete the person when there was already a message in the chat box.
-Hi.
-Hello, sister.
-I saw your little ad on the wall in the hallway. I’m a senior in high school this year, and I’m bored at home after a bike accident.
-I’ll give you money. I don’t want your little videos, just chat with me, okay?
Zhang Zhen: “…”
He could find out this stranger’s information with a simple check, down to where they lived and how many people were in the family.
But a string in his brain was a little wrong, causing his work efficiency to drop sharply, and he hadn’t asked his friends to investigate for a long time.
Wanted…
Wanted what?
Zhang Zhen didn’t know. He just stared at the stranger’s profile picture, and a trace of memory unconsciously flashed in his eyes, which were half-covered by slightly curled long eyelashes. He had lost his childhood memories and forgotten some things.
This color block felt familiar to him. He really wanted to bring something home.
Zhang Zhen came out of the strange and uncomfortable emotions. He stood up, cracked his knuckles, and pressed the table with his fair and powerful hands. Well, let’s do it this way. He wouldn’t delete it for now.
He would delete it when this “J” showed his fox tail.
Deep down, Zhang Zhen hoped for an exception, that not everyone who added him was coming for the Third Brother. He was tired of that kind of routine.
This was also the reason why he didn’t want to investigate.
Looking forward to it.
Heaven seemed to have heard Zhang Zhen’s voice. J only talked about small things every day, complaining about how boring it was to recover from the injury, and occasionally would look forward to what would happen if he went to college, and the Moments he posted were all about youthful pain… He was really just an ordinary high school student who added the wrong person.
Zhang Zhen had gotten used to opening WeChat from time to time and feeling the naivety and brilliance of young people from the chattering content.
If there were no accidents, he wouldn’t investigate it. He would just treat it as a life adjustment, harmless.
For some reason, when Zhang Zhen made this decision, there was a strange feeling of being figured out about the course of his mind, which made him go to the gym to do a few sets of boxing to calm down.
Mid-November, Zhang Zhen was interrogating a mole, and the pocket of his leather jacket “dinged.” He bit off the bloody leather glove, took out his phone, and poked WeChat.
J: Sister, I’m back to school [hands on hips]
Zhang Zhen snorted softly. It was still awkward to be called sister for nearly three months. When he saw his brothers looking at him in horror, he immediately pulled down his face and coughed.
“I’m going out for a cigarette.”
Zhang Zhen went outside, leaned against the wall, and tapped the phone keys to reply to the high school student: Study hard.
J: Of course (￣︶￣)
Nancheng Three Middle School, Senior Year (7) Class.
The class advisor led a strangely dressed, thin boy into the classroom. The students cast curious glances at the new classmate.
The sun was covered by dark clouds. The new classmate took off the hood of his hoodie, pulled down his mask, and revealed an extraordinarily pale face.
Liang Dong, who was turning the book in the back row, seemed to have seen a ghost: “Damn… Damn, damn, damn!”
Shen Er’an’s head rested on the desk, his hands folding a dragonfly in his pocket. His elbow was suddenly nudged, and he turned his head, a hint of displeasure in his dark and gloomy eyes.
“An Ge, sorry, I didn’t mean to, it’s just too damn,” Liang Dong said in a rough voice. “You look up at the new classmate. I guarantee you’ll say damn too after you see him. If you don’t believe me…”
Shen Er’an glanced at the podium and slowly straightened his arched back.
The boy on the podium had delicate eyebrows and eyes, and looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind: “Hello everyone, my surname is Jiao, grass radical, followed by the Jiao of dating, single name Bai, Jiao Bai.”
He smiled, and the small tiger teeth at the corners of his lips appeared and disappeared as he spoke. There was a scene of lush grass and warbling birds in his eyes: “Nice to meet you. Please take care of me in the high school life to come.”
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The author has something to say:
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Some of the cute ones didn’t understand the relationship on the blurb, so I’ll mention it here.
The official scumbag CP of the comic “Broken Wings” is Li Jue and Shen Er’an, with a BE ending.
Shen Ji is the scumbag father of Shen Er’an, Qi Yi Liao is an old friend of Shen Ji, and Zhang Zhen is Qi Yi Liao’s right-hand man.
Jiao Bai’s original body is one of the wife candidates that the Old Lady chose for Shen Ji, Wang Chuqiu. The other candidate is Qi Shuang. Qi Zi Zhi is Qi Shuang’s eldest brother.
The lowly shou Li Jue is the white moonlight of Jiao Bai’s original body.
Little Chili Jiang Yan is Qi Yi Liao’s person. Shen Ji took a fancy to him, and he used Jiao Bai’s original body to exchange puppies with Qi Yi Liao. Jiao Bai came in at this time.
Eight out of ten important characters have appeared, so we can officially get started. See you tomorrow!