Chapter 357 Find Your Inspiration

Gu Rong pursed his lips and remained insistent. "What is wrong with you, Yating? You just said that Chyou is a good woman. Why can you not consider her?"

Yating exhaled a soft breath.

Gu Rong didn't want to have any clashes with his son, but he wanted to clear the doubt in his mind. "Are you still into that woman?"

Yating gave him a squinted stare. "Don't call Ai 'that woman' Dad…"

"Fine. I don't want to fight with you. But I want to know. Are you still into her? If it's like that, then it's pointless Yating! She is already happy with Liu Jun. How long will you compromise because of her?"

"I am not compromising anything, Dad. I just don't feel like going further."

Also there is the fact that she already likes Cheng Yin. But she doesn't want anybody to know that, so I will keep quiet about it.

"It's not just possible, okay? We are good friends, and we will remain that way."

Hopeless son! Where would you find such a diamond like her?

"...You may think that now, but don't give up so soon. I want you to take her seriously. I believe you will definitely like her if you just spend more time with her. That's why I won't accept your decision right now."

"You…" Yating gave up. "Do what you feel is right. My answer won't change."

He snorted. "We will see that. Anyway, drop me to the Gu Corps."

"What? Now? Aren't you going back home?"

"Why should I? I am free. Though the case is ongoing, I can still work."

"I mean you have just gotten free. First, eat something and take a rest. You want to dive straight into work like that?"

"I am not so weak like the younger generation these days who get easily tired," he waved his hand in dismissal.

His mouth twitched. "Don't act like an idiot. Just go home. Uncle Mo will take care of you. I am already handling the company. A few more days won't kill me."

"You have become so insolent," he glared at him.

"Yeah, whatever," Yating ignored him. "I am dropping you straight home. Get into the car."

,m —

The news of Gu Rong's bail traveled to Zhan Yahui's ears, who definitely wasn't so thrilled with this unexpected situation.

"How the hell Gu Rong suddenly got a bail?"

She pressed her brows and gritted her teeth.

The voice on the other side said, "They will grill that Wang guy even harder now."

She cocked her brow. "He won't say a word. He knows what happened to that other judge. If he loves his life, he won't blabber anything unnecessary. It was good taking precaution of not meeting him face-to-face."

"What should we do?"

"Nothing really. One is dead, the other won't open his mouth. There is nothing else in the Summit to prove dangerous to us. They will keep on investigating but will finally hit a wall one day. They will give up on their own. It is a hiccup but not worrisome. But still, keep an eye on him and that nurse who killed the other one, whatever his name was. I don't like loose ends, but we cannot touch them now until this case cools down."

She smiled. "But that also doesn't mean we will stay on the sidelines either if they…just keep an eye on them."

"Yes. As you say."

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Dream High.

Zhan Yahui folded her arms, and her eyes peered into 'Guiying' who was chomping on an apple. "Have you progressed anywhere with your story?"

'Guiying' shrugged. "I am trying. Oops. I mean, she is trying."

"Bring her out. I want to talk to her."

"Nope. She cries too much. I don't want to be annoyed."

"I am her editor. I need to talk to her or this won't go anywhere."

'Guiying' made a face. "Whatever. But if she is being too annoying, then I will be back."

Zhan Yahui witnessed the change in her expression as the Guiying she always knew stared at her. Her gaze was troubled, and she fidgeted with her fingers.

"What is the problem, Guiying?" She leaned back on her chair and asked.

Silence.

"Are you going to be like this forever because of a betrayal?"

She froze.

"You do understand that you would be left with nothing," she tilted her head. "Love is already gone. Your peace of mind…" she chuckled, "is already in someone else's hands inside you."

Guiying bit her lip.

"Now, do you want to lose your career too?"

Guiying trembled and slowly asked, "How…did you know?"

Zhan Yahui blinked, and then she understood it the next second. "Oh about the other you? That day after the Summit when I met you in the office. You were smoking. You were talking way differently. That's not the tone you use with anybody. It went on for sometime but when it didn't change, I had a feeling…though it was hard to believe it. I have heard of alter egos and split personalities. Never thought I would witness one."

She said nothing at first. Then she tremblingly asked, "Y-you are not freaked out?"

Zhan Yahui raised her brow. "Why should I be? You are not out to kill me, right? I am your editor. My job is to make you write stories and be the number one author."

"...Then why are you using 'her' against Liu Jun and Ai?"

Now, she was more amused. "Am I?"

Guiying blinked in confusion.

Zhan Yahui smiled. "I will ask you once again. Am I? Think about it carefully."

She lowered her gaze.

"Don't worry about Liu Jun and Zhou Ai, and you don't need to babble anything unnecessary in front of them," she narrowed her eyes. "Though I am pretty sure 'she' won't let you."

Guiying shuddered with the edge and warning in her voice.

"Anyway, back to the topic. I want you to be serious about your story."

"...I am not getting any ideas," she whispered.

"Then get some. Don't just sit idly by. I will give you some suggestions, but you won't get anywhere until you put in effort even if it's your imagination. So go out and search. Your inspiration itself will come looking for you."