"How could this be...? How on earth could this happen to me?!"
Standing in the middle of her vast, completely gutted living room, Gu Li felt an overwhelming sense of horrific unreality.
Barely two short hours ago, she had been sitting on an imported Italian leather sofa, casually debating whether to fly her private entourage to Bali or Phuket to escape the summer heat. Now, she didn't even possess a bed to sleep on tonight.
"Gu Li, please don't cry... I'm sure the bank made an administrative error!" Lin Xiao pulled a tissue from her purse, stepping forward frantically to comfort her. "How could Uncle Gu possibly owe them such a terrifying amount of money?"
Smack!
Gu Li violently slapped Lin Xiao's hand away, forcing her tears back into her eyes as she roared, "Get out! All of you, get the hell out of my home!"
"Gu Li, if... if you truly have nowhere to stay tonight, why don't you come back to my apartment first?" Lin Xiao ignored the sting on her cheek. After all, she had played the role of a submissive maid beside Gu Li for years; she was entirely accustomed to her mistress's violent outbursts. "Your penthouse is currently..."
"Get out! I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?!" Gu Li raised her hand and delivered a hard, stinging slap across Lin Xiao's face.
She refused to let anyone witness her in such a pathetic, stripped state—especially not Lin Xiao!
Admittedly, Gu Li had taken financial care of her so-called best friends over the years. But just as no dog owner would ever view their pet as their social equal, Gu Li's core arrogance dictated that she could never descend so low as to accept charity from her own servant.
Lin Xiao, her cheek burning red, stared blankly at the hysterical heiress. Yet her habitual compliance forced her to try one last time. "Gu Li, really... you need to come with me. This place isn't suitable for a human being right now!"
The bank enforcers hadn't just repossessed the furniture; they had stripped the mattress, the bedsheets, and even the silk window drapes. If Gu Li remained here tonight, she would be forced to sleep flat on the cold, bare hardwood floor.
"Get lost!" Gu Li shrieked, her voice cracking with pure venom. "You are nothing more than a dog I keep around! Who the hell gave you permission to pity your owner?!"
In Gu Li's eyes, Lin Xiao's concern was nothing short of an insulting handout. 'When did I, the great Miss Gu, ever degrade myself to accepting scraps from a pet?!'
"Gu Li, what the hell is wrong with your attitude?!" Tang Wanru couldn't stomach the abuse any longer. Stepping forward, she shielded Lin Xiao and yelled at Gu Li. "Lin Xiao didn't do anything to provoke you! If you're so powerful and brave, why didn't you scream like this at those bank enforcers who stripped your house?!"
"Who the hell do you think you are?!" Gu Li sneered, shoving Tang Wanru's shoulder. "Seeing that I'm in trouble, even a common brute like you dares to bark at your master? Let me tell you, Tang Wanru—even if my family falls into ruin, I am still an elite heiress, and a low-class athlete like you will never be qualified to shout in my face!"
Gu Li didn't dare to physically slap Tang Wanru, because Tang Wanru was a state-level city athlete with arms thicker than Gu Li's thighs. If a physical brawl broke out, five Gu Lis combined wouldn't survive a single minute against her.
"Lin Xiao, we're leaving right now!" Tang Wanru gritted her teeth in disgust, grabbing Lin Xiao's wrist and dragging the crying girl out the door. "Let this arrogant bitch freeze on the floor alone!"
"Get out! Every single one of you, get the fuck out!"
The second the heavy doors slammed shut, leaving her entirely alone in the empty, hollow penthouse, Gu Li completely collapsed onto her knees, screaming hysterically at the bare walls.
"You ungrateful, filthy bitches! The second you see I don't have money, you all run away like rats! I'd rather raise actual street dogs than spend a single yuan on parasites like you!"
She desperately wanted to grab an expensive vase or glass ornament to smash against the wall to vent her boiling rage, but the penthouse had been swept cleaner than a sterile lab table. There wasn't a single item left to break.
'Ungrateful dogs... every single one of them...'
Gu Li began sobbing uncontrollably, her tears falling onto the cold floor. In truth, she hadn't genuinely wanted to drive Lin Xiao away, but her terrifying, ingrained vanity refused to let her servant see her reduced to a penniless stray.
'I am the untouchable Miss Gu... I cannot accept charity from a dog!'
With trembling, tear-stained hands, she pulled her smartphone from her coat pocket—the sole personal item the bank officers hadn't confiscated.
She frantically dialed her boyfriend Gu Yuan's private number, her voice breaking into pathetic sobs as the line began to ring. "H-Hello, Gu Yuan? It's me... you have to help me—"
In front of Lin Xiao and Tang Wanru, she was forced to maintain her untouchable, high-society persona. But in front of Gu Yuan, she didn't need to put on a mask. They had been in an intense relationship for eight years; he had seen her throw hysterical tantrums, scream in humiliation, and look completely disheveled countless times before. There was zero pride left to preserve between them.
However...
"Listen to me very carefully, you little curse," a sharp, venomous female voice exploded from the speaker, completely cutting her off. "From this exact second forward, my son Gu Yuan is permanently severing every single tie with you! If you ever dare to contact him again, I will have you destroyed!"
Gu Li froze, her mind going completely blank.
Why was Gu Yuan's private phone in the hands of his mother, Ye Chuanping?!
"I... I need to speak to Gu Yuan!" Gu Li forced her tears back, her voice tightening. She knew perfectly well that Ye Chuanping had always harbored a deep disdain for her, but Gu Li had never cared to play the submissive daughter-in-law. In her mind, she was marrying Gu Yuan, not his mother, so Ye Chuanping's personal feelings were entirely irrelevant.
"Get lost, you toxic jinx!" Ye Chuanping's voice escalated into a hysterical, screeching barrage of abuse. "You cursed good-for-nothing, cheap whore, worthless pig! You are never, ever permitted to breathe the same air as my son again! If I see your face near him, I will personally destroy what's left of your pathetic life!"
Click.
The line was cut before Gu Li could even formulate a response.
Gu Li sat on the bare floorboards, completely paralyzed with shock. In her mind, even though Ye Chuanping disliked her, the matriarch was a high-society socialite who commanded the multi-billion-yuan Ye Group—a textbook model of an elegant, ruthless corporate businesswoman. How could a woman of that caliber spew such vulgar, street-level obscenities?
Meanwhile, inside a private, high-security suite across town...
"Xiaoping... you really ought to be more mindful of your public etiquette," Executive Vice Mayor Xu Guangxi noted with a dry, amused chuckle as he watched Ye Chuanping lower her phone.
"I... I am deeply sorry, Godfather!" Ye Chuanping's aggressive demeanor instantly vanished. She quickly forced a submissive, sweet smile onto her face, dropping to her knees before Xu Guangxi. "I simply couldn't contain my anger at that jinx..."
"It is of no consequence," Xu Guangxi replied smoothly, sitting imposingly on the velvet sofa. "Gu Yuan made a catastrophic error in judgment by offending the Young Master. As his godfather, my heart breaks for him as well."
Xu Guangxi leaned back, adjusting his posture as Ye Chuanping—wearing nothing but a thin, translucent silk robe—eagerly crawled forward on her hands and knees. She bowed her head between his thighs, opening her mouth to submissively service his cock to beg for her family's survival.
"Godfather... Gu Yuan is still so young and immature," Ye Chuanping whimpered between her rhythmic swallowing, her eyes looking up at him pleadingly. "You... you must find a way to spare his life!"
"Of course," Xu Guangxi chuckled softly, enjoying her oral submission. "He is my godson, after all. How could I not take good care of him? Isn't that right, my dear godson?"
Xu Guangxi gestured toward the floor beside the couch.
Lying directly on the hardwood floor was Gu Yuan. Both of his legs had been broken at the knees, encased in makeshift splints. He lay completely motionless, staring blankly at the ceiling with hollow, dead eyes.
His entire worldview had been utterly shattered. He had spent his entire life believing his mother was an untouchable, multi-billionaire corporate matriarch who ruled Shanghai's elite. He had never imagined in his wildest nightmares that his proud, domineering mother would act like a helpless, submissive dog in front of this politician, eagerly begging on her knees.
"Why isn't the boy responding to his godfather?" Xu Guangxi noted with a cold smile. Reaching down, he clamped his hand into Ye Chuanping's styled hair, roughly pulling her head back mid-service while using his other hand to hard-slap her bare breast—smack!
"Ah...! Godfather, please! Calm your anger... please be gentle!" Ye Chuanping gasped, her hair pulled tight as her bare chest twitched, frantically trying to soothe the Vice Mayor with frantic, submissive praise.
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