My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again

Chapter 788: Yours, Dead or Alive (2)

Mr. Gu Sr. had already woken up and would attend Gu Yu and Zuo Si’s wedding, which would be held three days later. He would be the witness to the wedding ceremony.

The news was published by a VIP member verified by Sina Weibo, therefore proving the authenticity of the user. Thus, it was still seen by a lot of Weibo users even though the post was came out in the middle of the night. The news became a topic of trending search in no time and the ranking rose at every refresh, increasing the popularity of the topic.

The topic topped the ranking when morning came, with the small word of “hot” added to the side.

The news on the marriage alliance between the Gu Corporation and the Zuo Corporation was already a hot topic. The news of Mr. Gu Sr. awakened from his coma and wanted to witness the wedding alliance ignited a new hotter topic.

Although Gu Yu and Xu Weilai displayed their affection publicly, they were married in secrecy after all. Wedding ceremony was never held for their marriage. Now, not only was Gu Yu giving Zuo Si a wedding ceremony, Mr. Gu Sr. would be the witness as well. It was an immense honour given to Zuo Si, which also shown the place Zuo Si had in Gu Yu’s heart.

Some even commented that Mr. Gu Sr. regained his consciousness from the excitement towards the wedding of Gu Yu and Zuo Si. He opened his eyes because he wanted to witness his grandson’s wedding. Gu Yu gave up on Xu Weilai and chose Zuo Si because she brought luck to Gu family.

Even though it was the weekend, Xiao Chun was up early. She ended up browsing Weibo as she did not need to work this very weekend. Fury filled her eyes when she saw the post with bitter comments on Xu Weilai. In anger, she logged on to her Weibo account and went up against these netizens with arguments siding with Xu Weilai until they had no words to fight back.

Her anger dissipated a little after a few rounds of keyboard battles in Weibo. She put down her phone and rested her chin on her hand while her gaze followed Xu Weilai’s movement, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. “Weilai, I would have been furious at these comments if I were you. Look at what they said about you. I suspect Zuo Si hired paid posters to promote herself and crush you.”

“No. I’m already furious even when I’m not you.”

Xu Weilai moved the fried eggs onto her plate from the pan and walked towards the dining area with two plates in her hand. She then untied her apron after she put down the plates and pulled out a chair to sit.

“Let’s dig in. Hurry and eat up. We’ll visit Grandpa after breakfast.”

Xiao Chun stopped talking about the ridiculous posting and commentaries on Weibo when she realised that Xu Weilai was not upset over them. She nodded and generously sugar-coated her praises. “Breakfast made of love by my Lil’ Weilai is the best. I’ll finish every bit of them. It was Yu’s lost to not know how to cherish you. He can eat no breakfast made by his wife for the rest of his life marrying someone like Zuo Si. That woman has no feminine side on her.”

Xu Weilai smiled and nodded. “Yes, you’re right.”

Xiao Chun drove to the hospital with Xu Weilai after breakfast. They even picked up a bouquet of fresh flowers from the florist on their way.

Xu Weilai stayed back at the hospital to continue chatting with him while Xiao Chun left for the dinner appointment with her mother, Bai Yufang. She drove back to the Xiao Residence alone.

Bai Yufang was usually busy with her patients and spent most of her time in the hospital. Xiao Chun herself was usually busy with her own work. It was rare for them to spend time with each other because of their busy schedule. Bai Yufang offered to make dinner at home since it was rare for them to make time to meet.

Xiao Chun changed into indoor slipper when she reached the entrance and walked into the residence. “You’re back.” She was greeted by Bai Yufang, who walked out of the kitchen. A gentle smile lit up on her face when she saw her daughter.

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