Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities Chapter 865: I’ll Become What She Likes

Chapter 865: I’ll Bee What She Likes

Editor: Henyee Translations

Gu Zhaoming’s expression remained gloomy throughout, unmoved by Feng Jue’s words.

“Dad…” Gu Yang glanced at him, uncertain.

Meeting her gaze, Gu Zhaoming softened immediately and beckoned to her. “Yangyang, e here.”

Feng Jue reluctantly released Gu Yang’s hand, letting her go. “Go ahead, Sister.”

He was always obedient to his sister’s wishes. If she wanted him to step back, he would ply.

Gu Yang hesitated but obeyed her father’s call, walking over to him.

Ignoring Feng Jue, Gu Zhaoming looked at Gu Yang affectionately. “My dear, I will support your choice, no matter who you love. Even if he doesn’t reciprocate, as long as you love him, I’ll make sure he knows.”

Gu Yang was taken aback by her father’s declaration. “Dad, kidnapping is illegal.”

Gu Zhaoming affectionately tousled Gu Yang’s hair and spoke in a reassuring tone, as though calming a child, “Alright, alright, I’ll respect your decisions. I follow the law and won’t break it.”

Gu Yang remained silent, sensing a lurking darkness beneath her father’s playful demeanor.

Though Gu Zhaoming said nothing directly to Feng Jue, his unspoken message was clear:

His assurances to Ruan Xueling were inconsequential to him. Whether or not Feng Jue reciprocated his daughter’s feelings mattered little. Gu Zhaoming’s sole concern was Gu Yang’s happiness.

If Gu Yang loved Feng Jue, he would support her wholeheartedly and ensure Feng Jue remained at her side by any means necessary.

Conversely, if Gu Yang’s affections waned, he would use whatever means necessary to remove Feng Jue from her life.

Gu Zhaoming’s gaze narrowed as he observed Feng Jue, the adopted son who appeared pliant but harbored an inscrutable depth. His expression darkened. “And what if one day, Yangyang doesn’t love you anymore? Will you disappear quietly then?”

Feng Jue’s smile faltered slightly. “That’s impossible.”

Stepping protectively in front of Gu Yang, Gu Zhaoming stared coldly at Feng Jue. “If Yangyang decides she doesn’t want you, will you still insist on keeping her by your side?”

Seeing through Feng Jue’s facade of obedience, Gu Zhaoming sensed a calculating nature beneath the surface. He considered the possibility that Feng Jue might indeed resort to such measures.

Feng Jue was inherently stubborn. Once he set his heart on Gu Yang, he vowed never to let go.

“There won’t be such a day,” Feng Jue replied firmly.

Gu Pei, who didn’t approve of him, couldn’t help but quip, “Aren’t you overly confident? My sister isn’t someone who hangs around waiting for anyone.”

Gu Yang herself was taken aback by Feng Jue’s unwavering resolve.

She cherished Feng Jue deeply and wanted their relationship to endure.

But her feelings and mitment were contingent on his reciprocal love for her.

Like the bright moon on a snowy night, steadfast through frost and snow.

Should Feng Jue ever waver, she too would endure the pain of separation.

She felt that she wasn’t as resolute as Feng Jue believed.

Looking past Gu Zhaoming, Feng Jue gazed at Gu Yang tenderly. “Even if one day Sister doesn’t like me anymore, it doesn’t matter. I will bee the person she loves.”

“No matter which path she chooses, I will be that path.”

“But I won’t ever let go.”

Gu Yang was taken aback.

Suddenly, she recalled something Zhang Ailing once said:

“When you love someone deeply, you would be willing to lower yourself to the dust, and flowers would bloom.”

Hu Lancheng hadn’t allowed Zhang Ailing to bloom, but she was determined to let her Little Blood Bank bloom.