Gold Digger, but Forced to Marry the Big Boss Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Wang Zhi froze.

Here it comes, the inevitable rich family drama of breaking up lovebirds!

Even though he was prepared, Wang Zhi still felt a bit wronged.

He had been performing so diligently, so why did Gao Bochong choose now to intervene? It couldn't be because he met Jiang Xubai and thought he was more qualified to be his brother-in-law, right?

Wang Zhi was a bit unhappy, straightened his back, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Mr. Gao, I know about Fengming and Mr. Jiang's past, and I understand that Mr. Jiang is more suitable for the Gao family than I am."

After saying this, he sneaked a glance at Gao Bochong and found him frowning.

Did he say something wrong?

Sure enough, when Gao Bochong spoke, it was to refute him: "Why do you think you're not suitable for the Gao family?"

…

Huh?

Wang Zhi couldn't quite follow Gao Bochong's train of thought.

If he was more suitable than Jiang Xubai, why would Gao Bochong say these things to him?

Wang Zhi was silent for a moment, deciding to change his approach.

When he didn't speak, Gao Bochong was also dissatisfied.

What did he mean by saying he wasn't suitable for the Gao family?

Was the Gao family some kind of dragon's den or tiger's lair that required such caution?

Standing there, Gao Bochong's expression grew increasingly uncertain. Rationally, he knew that what Wang Zhi had just said was a form of showing weakness, but every time it involved Wang Zhi, reason seemed to give way to emotion…

Wang Zhi made him somewhat emotional.

It was like being doused with cold water, and Gao Bochong finally calmed down from that emotional impulse.

With a cold face, he was just about to tell Wang Zhi to go back when Wang Zhi suddenly looked up.

The two stood under a streetlamp, half of the bulb was broken, casting only a sliver of light, with tiny flying insects flickering around it. Wang Zhi's eyes were dark, the once bright light dimmed, as if submerged in water, carrying a hazy dampness, falling heavily into Gao Bochong's eyes.

"Mr. Gao…" Wang Zhi's voice carried a slight tremor, as if trying hard to control himself, maintaining a calm tone, but the corners of his eyes were red, and his delicate, jade-like nose was tinged with a rosy hue, "I know Fengming has liked Mr. Jiang for a long time, and I understand Mr. Jiang is so good that even after all these years, Fengming still can't forget him, and you also prefer him as your brother-in-law…

"I really like Fengming, it's the first time in my life I've liked someone this much. When I first saw him, I wanted to be with him. Later, when Fengming agreed to be with me, I really felt like I was dreaming. But now that Mr. Jiang is back, my dream should end."

Wang Zhi lowered his eyes and said very softly, "If Fengming wants to pursue his own happiness, I… I'm willing to step back."

The wind rustled the treetops, making a soft sound, and the distant world condensed into a small fruit core. In this small space, a dream of the mundane world, Gao Bochong clearly knew he got the answer he wanted, yet his heart sank.

If he said anything more, Wang Zhi would cry.

But he didn't want him to cry.

So, what did he really want?

This was a rare occurrence. In the business world, Gao Bochong was always victorious, never doubting himself because he had absolute reason and calmness, knowing the results he wanted to achieve.

And he always got them.

But now, dealing with Wang Zhi, dealing with such a weak and harmless little actor who seemed like he would cry if spoken to a bit harshly, Gao Bochong fell silent.

He had judged wrong.

He had judged that Wang Zhi was with Gao Fengming for money and had found many reasons and evidence for it.

But it turned out those reasons and evidence were so fragile in the face of Wang Zhi's tears.

What was he doing?

Gao Bochong said, "I understand."

His voice remained steady and cold, seemingly unmoved by Wang Zhi's words.

Only Gao Bochong himself knew.

In that moment, he was at a loss because of Wang Zhi's tears.

And…

He was aroused.

-

After returning home, Wang Zhi really wanted to throw himself directly into bed, but his cleanliness compulsion got the better of him, so he forced himself to take a shower and change into pajamas before rolling into the soft bed.

So tired.

Dealing with Gao Bochong was exhausting.

Wang Zhi used his phone's camera to check his eyes, which were still red.

They'd probably be swollen tomorrow, but luckily the TV series was already finished filming, otherwise, how could he face the camera…

Wang Zhi thought aimlessly.

He wondered how his performance just now was.

But… it wasn't entirely an act; there was a bit of genuine emotion. Hearing what Gao Bochong said, Wang Zhi really felt a bit tired. If he married into the Gao family and had to face Gao Bochong's cold words every day, even if he was given a lot of money, he might not be able to endure it.

…But if it was a lot of money, he could still endure a bit more.

Wang Zhi instinctively opened his bank account and stared at the balance.

The balance wasn't too much or too little; for an ordinary person, it seemed like a secure amount, but for someone in the entertainment industry like him, it felt so meager and thin.

He wanted a lot of money, enough to never worry about money for the rest of his life. To not wake up in the middle of the night, unable to sleep because he was worried about where to get money the next day.

Money is really nice.

Wang Zhi chuckled softly.

A lot of money could buy him.

The phone vibrated lightly, and Wang Zhi lazily lifted his eyes to see a message from Gao Bochong.

Huh?!

Wang Zhi sat up from the bed, a bit afraid to open the chat.

What would Gao Bochong say to him? Would he really tell him to get lost?

He was just being a bit dramatic, not really wanting his wishes to come true qaq

After hesitating for a while, Wang Zhi mustered the courage to open it and was suddenly stunned.

The messages from Gao Bochong were usually very brief, but this time, it was rare for it to be more than one line.

Gao Bochong: "You don't need to step back. The Gao family doesn't have a tradition of choosing a fiancé and then breaking off the engagement, and I won't allow such a thing to happen."

The phone vibrated again.

Gao Bochong: "Also, I don't think Jiang Xubai is better than you, nor is he more suitable for the Gao family than you are."

Wang Zhi's breath hitched, and he read the two sentences again.

Was it the meaning he understood?

Was Gao Bochong saying that he would supervise Gao Fengming and not allow him to abandon Wang Zhi and be with Jiang Xubai?

Gao Bochong actually said such things!

Wang Zhi's first reaction wasn't happiness but disbelief.

The high and mighty Gao Bochong actually went out of his way to assure him that his position was secure and wouldn't be replaced!

Was he dreaming…

Wang Zhi softly fell back, holding the phone to his chest. The phone was slightly warm in the summer, pressed against his heart, as if each heartbeat was being scorched.

This feeling hadn't appeared for a long time… no, to be precise, the last time was when an unfounded scandal was suddenly resolved, and he felt the same way.

Unbelievable, incredible.

But also… really happy.

Ah, he was really happy!

He hadn't even realized that when Jiang Xubai appeared, he felt a sense of crisis. The position he had worked so hard to reach could be easily replaced by Jiang Xubai just standing there.

He wasn't angry at Jiang Xubai, just… so tired.

That kind of tiredness came from having no backing, nothing to rely on, having to take every step on his own. Did he really need Gao Fengming, need to cling to a big tree to survive?

Not necessarily.

He could survive on his own.

But he was just… so tired. He also wanted to live an easy life, to get those things that others could easily obtain.

And now, Gao Bochong had handed that "easily obtained" thing to him.

He had a backing now.

Even if this backing was unpredictable, not knowing what he was thinking, sometimes being very harsh to him, seemingly not liking him at all.

But genuinely, every time he needed it, it was him who stood up.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Wang Zhi quietly stared at the ceiling until his heartbeat returned to normal. Then he held the phone and carefully typed a line.

-

In the bathroom, cold water poured down heavily, hitting Gao Bochong and sliding down his strong, muscular body. The boiling heat was finally suppressed, and Gao Bochong turned off the shower, wrapping himself in a towel as he came out.

His expression was very cold—

He hated this feeling of being out of control.

Emotions, reason, even his body.

Unable to admit it, but unable to ignore it, he had an unspeakable side to his feelings for Wang Zhi beyond emotional control.

When Wang Zhi looked at him with those slightly red, tear-filled eyes, countless images flashed through his mind, all of Wang Zhi with tears in his eyes.

Pressed against the sink, trembling like a small animal, Wang Zhi.

Half-kneeling on the ground, soft red lips parted, lips stained with a rose color, allowing crystal-clear saliva to slide down, Wang Zhi.

Kissed on the back of the neck, trembling all over, Wang Zhi who came in an instant.

Just one night.

But it turned out, he remembered every scene clearly.

It turned out those emotional outlets were here.

So all his unusual treatment of Wang Zhi had an answer.

He wanted Wang Zhi, just like that night.

To possess him, to own him, to make his tears fall only for him.

They were a perfect match.

The phone on the table lit up with a faint light, like the wings of a firefly, softly gliding through the unlit room.

Gao Bochong opened his phone and saw the message from Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi: "Thank you, big brother."

The last smiley face was the same as every time before.

So sweet and obedient, so compliant that it seemed like no matter how he was treated, it didn't matter.

But actually, it did.

Those deliberately soft approaches to please weren't for himself, just to marry into the Gao family.

To marry Gao Fengming.

He loved Gao Fengming, loved his brother.

And they were going to get engaged.

His tears would no longer fall for him.

His fingers hovered over the phone screen for a long time, and finally, Gao Bochong only sent a simple three words.

He called him big brother, so he had to be the adult and let them be happy.

Since they had true feelings for each other… how could he possibly force it?