My Dear Mr. Gu

Chapter 17: You’re Wanted, and I’ll Kill You If I Catch You

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Huo Weiwu swept her gaze across Cai Ya’s house and curled her lips into a devilish grin. “Can I trouble you to tell me where the bathroom is?”

“Hmph, I’m afraid that someone like you would dirty the precious bathroom in my house. Bao Ma, take her to the bathroom near the garden,” said Cai Ya in a despicable manner.

“Sure, Madam.” Bao Ma started walking toward the garden.

Huo Weiwu followed her without a word. In her peripheral vision, she saw Lieutenant Guo send four men to tail after her closely.

“Bao Ma, do you think that your Madam wants me to get married to Gu Haoting?” Huo Weiwu casually grabbed a leaf while staring at the narrow stream behind the bathroom.

“It is not up to lowly servants like us to guess what Madam is thinking,” answered Bao Ma respectfully.

Huo Weiwu chuckled.

She liked interacting with smart people. “Do you want to render meritorious service?”

“What do you mean by that?” Bao Ma was puzzled.

Huo Weiwu threw the leaf on the ground and gazed sideways at Bao Ma. “I’ll pay you five thousand dollars and get you a new scooter.”

Bao Ma went silent.

…

Huo Weiwu entered the bathroom.

Suddenly, there was a thud, and Bao Ma screamed, “Someone, help! Miss Huo has jumped into the stream!”

The four men came rushing in from outside. They looked at the stream outside the window and jumped into the water one by one.

Huo Weiwu left the toilet cubicle and grabbed a silver key that Bao Ma had handed to her. She sent her a flying kiss and left quickly.

…

She leisurely rode the scooter along a dark alley.

Gu Haoting’s influence was widespread. If she remained in Ningchuan, he would surely catch her by tonight.

If she left the city, though, she could not drive her own car nor book any hotels under her identity. She could not even turn on her phone.

Huo Weiwu stopped the scooter and made a phone call.

“Yanzi, you look quite like me. Lend me your identity card for two months. I’ll pay you five hundred dollars every day. How does that sound?” asked Huo Weiwu with a smile.

“Sister Huo, you haven’t been to work in a month. Are you sure you have money?” Chang Yan asked with concern.

“Don’t worry, I have savings. I can pay you five thousand in advance first, and if I don’t return your identity card to you in two months, you can just report it as missing. How’s that? Do you not trust my character?” Huo Weiwu retorted.

“In that case, come over to my house to get it.”

Huo Weiwu hung up.

“I’m the one who forced Gu Haoting to marry me in the past, but I’m being inconsistent right now by running away.

“I’m that Gu Haoting will implicate my second oldest brother and cause him trouble.”

Huo Weiwu composed a short text for Gu Haoting.

“To my Majestic Commander: I’ve come down with a serious case of cold feet. In consideration of your safety, I’ve gone to seek treatment. I’ll be back in approximately two months and we’ll get married promptly. Until then.”

Huo Weiwu turned off her phone after sending it.

Gu Haoting was still on the way to General Mei’s residence when he received Huo Weiwu’s text.

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He knitted his eyebrows and, with a sharp gaze, made a phone call. In a stern voice, he barked, “Lieutenant Guo, where is Huo Weiwu?”

“I’m sorry, sir. I was just about to report to you that Huo Weiwu jumped into the stream. My men are looking for her now,” Lieutenant Guo replied nervously.

“You can go back to being a farmer in the countryside,” said Gu Haoting before he hung up. He then laid down an order. “I want everyone to be on the lookout for Huo Weiwu!”

The moment Gu Haoting arrived at General Mei’s residence, Mei Lin came skipping out of her bedroom. She said coquettishly, “Haoting, you’re finally here.”

Gu Haoting remained standing upright. His solemn gaze locked on her. He was in an extremely bad mood, but all he could do was suppress the burning anger in his heart and holler with a sullen face, “Are you fit to be calling me ‘Haoting’? Based on our age difference alone, you should be addressing me as ‘Uncle.’ I don’t have the habit of f*cking my niece.”