Gold Digger, but Forced to Marry the Big Boss Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Gao Bochong: "Got it."

Looking at those three short words, Wang Zhi felt a bit uncertain.

Could Gao Bochong be angry?

He stared at his phone for a long time before switching back to the AI interface and rereading his conversation with the AI.

His question was: What should I do if I fall for someone I shouldn't?

And the AI's answer was: "If you're sure it's someone you shouldn't like, then what you need to do is distance yourself. Detach from the relationship and view it with a more rational attitude; you might find a different answer."

Distance, huh?

Well… isn't it said that you should say no to bad habits?

So liking Gao Bochong probably counts as a bad habit too.

Unhealthy, abnormal, shouldn't even exist.

What kind of canary falls for their benefactor? Even in novels, that leads to a fiery end.

Wang Zhi doesn't like those intense love-hate plots. After filming every day, he just wants to watch something lighthearted. Similarly, in his relationship with Gao Bochong, he just wants to enjoy a relaxed interaction, not a love-hate drama.

So distancing is the right choice.

He must have just been caught up in the moment.

The physical connection made him mistakenly think it was a soul connection, but in reality, once the clothes are off, the hearts are still miles apart.

Would Gao Bochong ever truly love someone?

Wang Zhi suddenly remembered a conversation he had with Gao Fengming a long time ago. Gao Fengming said that Gao Bochong "doesn't like anyone." At the time, Wang Zhi didn't understand, but now he kind of gets it.

Gao Bochong is too rational.

The only out-of-line thing he did was marry him.

But that doesn't mean he likes him; it's just because he has the power and ability to do so.

But he could marry anyone, so why choose him?

Is it because he took her first time, and the men of the Gao family are very traditional?

If he's so traditional, why would he steal his brother's fiancée?

Because…

The two little figures in his mind looked at him, as if asking him why.

But Wang Zhi couldn't come up with an answer.

He couldn't even explain why he dared to like Gao Bochong.

Maybe it's because Gao Bochong was too good to him. Whatever material things he wanted, Gao Bochong gave without hesitation. He wanted unconditional support, and Gao Bochong provided it without him even asking.

A man who gives his time, energy, and money—it's strange not to like him.

The mountain wind blew through the valleys, the maple leaves in the crisp mist seemed to be coated with silver frost, the red of the maples like torches, the autumn colors deep and heavy. Wang Zhi took a deep breath, looking into the distance, his gaze complex.

But he pulled himself together.

It's okay, it's just a momentary impulse. Love is just dopamine secretion, and when the time comes, it will dry up. He just needs to stay away from Gao Bochong, far enough to calm down, and everything will return to normal.

His phone buzzed again.

Wang Zhi glanced down, suddenly pausing.

Gao Bochong: "…Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?"

In the office, Gao Bochong frowned, while Ning Quanwu scratched his head in frustration. "Oh, what kind of question is that? Just say, 'Honey, I'm sorry, don't stop me from seeing you,' and then transfer 5 million to him!"

Gao Bochong coldly replied, "Shut up."

Everything was fine last night, so why suddenly this morning did Wang Zhi not want him to visit?

He hadn't done anything wrong.

But… maybe Wang Zhi was in a bad mood. He was his husband, so it was normal for him to vent his anger and act spoiled with him, after all, he was the closest person to him.

Ning Quanwu wasn't angry at being yelled at, just thought that Gao Bochong didn't know how to handle relationships.

Whether it's a man or a woman, they all need to be coaxed.

Keeping everything bottled up, who knows what he's thinking? With that cold face, it looks like the whole world owes him money. Wang Zhi being with him must be suffering a lot.

Ning Quanwu was about to say more when he saw Gao Bochong's fingers move, transferring money.

The amount was 5.2 million.

Ning Quanwu felt comforted, "Not bad, old Gao, you've learned to infer from one thing to another."

He even knew to send such a romantic number.

Gao Bochong's expression was still grim because Wang Zhi hadn't replied.

Ning Quanwu said, "Maybe he didn't turn on the transfer notification and doesn't even know you sent him money?"

Gao Bochong's frown eased a bit, and he tried transferring 52,000 to Wang Zhi on WeChat.

This time, Wang Zhi finally replied.

Wang Zhi: "I was busy just now, just saw it."

Wang Zhi: "No, I'm not unhappy, it's just that the filming schedule is a bit tight lately, I want to focus a bit more ^^"

Then, the 52,000 was returned.

Wang Zhi: "I can't accept something for nothing."

…

Can't accept something for nothing?

That phrase again!

They're married now, how can it be the same as before?!

Gao Bochong slammed his phone down in frustration, but couldn't hold back and coldly sent a message: "Suit yourself."

Ning Quanwu said, "Why are you mad at Wang Zhi…"

Before he could finish, he saw Gao Bochong retract that angry message and send another one.

Gao Bochong: "Not accepting means you're angry."

Then he sent ten transfers of 52,000 each.

Wang Zhi: "…"

Wang Zhi: "Really not angry."

Probably afraid he'd keep sending money, Wang Zhi finally accepted the money.

Only then did Gao Bochong let out a cold laugh, impatiently saying to Ning Quanwu, "Do I need to learn this?"

Ning Quanwu: …

Heh.

Ning Quanwu was really amused by Gao Bochong, then saw him suddenly stand up.

Ning Quanwu asked, "When are you going to sign my documents?"

Gao Bochong said, "No rush."

No rush?!

Wasn't he the one who said work must be completed on time every day, that time is the most precious thing?

Ning Quanwu really wanted to get a master to check if Gao Bochong was possessed: "During work hours, where are you going?!"

He shouted so miserably, but Gao Bochong didn't stop, finally answering, "To the film crew."

Nothing happened last night… no, if he had to say, last night when he went to the film crew, he saw Wang Zhi talking to that Xu Youyi. Although they kept a normal social distance, Gao Bochong couldn't mistake the light in Xu Youyi's eyes when he looked at Wang Zhi.

That was the fire only present when looking at someone you like.

Did Xu Youyi not know Wang Zhi was his wife? Yet he dared to covet! Did he think that just because he let him off for Wang Zhi's sake, he had the right to compete with him for Wang Zhi?

Pausing, Gao Bochong recalled Tianwen's comment on him.

Possessiveness is love.

Not just liking, but love.

He knew he liked Wang Zhi, wanted to have him, possess him, but was that love?

Gao Bochong couldn't tell, because the only conclusion he got from his parents' marriage was that love is an unstable emotion, even if there was love, it couldn't guarantee the marriage's longevity.

But he wanted to be with Wang Zhi forever.

Even if Wang Zhi didn't love him.

…

Gao Bochong's expression was dark and uncertain.

Wang Zhi didn't love him, not even like him, maybe in his eyes, his only merit was being generous, able to provide him with a comfortable life.

…Wang Zhi even complained he was too big.

The emotions in Gao Bochong's heart surged, like a small knife slowly and sharply cutting through his heart, the pain delayed, reminding him that his wife didn't love him.

This was correct.

He thought.

Love doesn't explain anything, it's an unstable factor, not loving might last longer.

But thinking of Wang Zhi, thinking of him whispering about liking, about loving him, yet not from the heart, just to appease him, Gao Bochong couldn't calm down.

The elevator descended to the garage, and before the driver could bring the car, Gao Bochong was already in the driver's seat, stepping on the gas, speeding away.

It was raining today, the fine rain like a gray curtain, heavily covering the mountains. The mountains were dotted with green, in the light purple mist, the maple leaves burned like flames, on the winding mountain road like a crouching dragon, the sports car roared past, shaking the fallen leaves by the roadside.

In the car, Gao Bochong's expression was icy, ignoring the danger of the slippery ground, pressing the gas to the floor, the car tail drifting, leaving fierce marks on the road.

In the film crew, Wang Zhi suddenly looked up, somewhat puzzled, looking towards the gate.

Beside him, Xu Youyi softly asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Zhi shook his head, "Nothing."

Why did he suddenly feel like Gao Bochong was here?

It must be an illusion, after all, Gao Bochong hadn't replied to his messages.

Wang Zhi glanced at his phone, seeing the screen still dark, slowly retracting his gaze.

Xu Youyi noticed his distraction but didn't point it out, just smiled and said, "I find this prop very interesting, it's modeled after the Song Dynasty, but the technique is deliberately made to look like Ming and Qing, you can tell it's a replica at a glance, but Ming and Qing items are antiques now, someone might think they found a treasure."

Wang Zhi listened with interest, "Isn't this just exploiting people's greed, thinking they found something good, but actually getting tricked."

Xu Youyi laughed, "Yes, greed leads to loss."

Wang Zhi followed him looking at the props, learning a lot, and gradually seemed to guess a bit about what Ning Ruji was filming, probably a story related to antiques, as for whether his role was a love-struck fool, Wang Zhi wasn't too sure.

So, he was really out of his mind to discuss love-struck fools with Gao Bochong.

Just then, the director called for people, Wang Zhi stood up and said, "I'll go over first."

Xu Youyi smiled, "Go ahead."

After Wang Zhi left, Xu Youyi picked up the prop Wang Zhi had just been playing with, his fingertips touching it, still feeling the warmth from Wang Zhi's palm, Xu Youyi fondly played with it for a while before reluctantly putting it down.

Outside, the weather grew colder, Xu Youyi holding an umbrella, suddenly saw a tall figure walking in from the gate. Xu Youyi frowned, recognizing it as Wang Zhi's husband, Gao Bochong.

He glanced at the time, a bit displeased.

He used to only come at night, why was he here in the afternoon now?

Really… an eyesore.

Did he think just because he was Wang Zhi's husband, he could be so brazen?

Xu Youyi held the umbrella, walked out, standing in Gao Bochong's path.

Gao Bochong wasn't using an umbrella, wearing a black cashmere coat, his shoulders covered in fine rain like silver threads, his expression already cold, darkening further upon seeing Xu Youyi.

Xu Youyi pretended not to notice Gao Bochong's displeasure, smiling, "Mr. Gao, why are you here so early today?"

Gao Bochong simply said, "To see my wife."

He usually called him "Zhi Zhi" in front of others, but deliberately referred to Wang Zhi as "wife" in front of Xu Youyi.

Not missing the implication, Xu Youyi couldn't help but frown.

He knew Gao Bochong was deliberately asserting his dominance, but he indeed lost in this regard.

But… this wasn't forever.

Even if Wang Zhi married him, it was just a momentary impulse, it didn't prove they wouldn't divorce in the future. He just needed to wait.

Besides… seeing Gao Bochong's expression, did they have a fight?

Xu Youyi's frown relaxed, elegantly saying, "I just looked at the props with Xiao Zhi, the director called him away, Mr. Gao, let me take you to him."

Gao Bochong coldly said, "No need."

Xu Youyi seemed not to understand his refusal, "No need to be polite with me. Xiao Zhi and I are old acquaintances, I'm used to looking after him. You're his husband, there's no need for us to be so hostile. After all…"

Xu Youyi smiled, "We all want Xiao Zhi to be better, don't we?"

Gao Bochong stopped, looking at Xu Youyi.

His expression in the autumn wind was extremely stern, looking terrifyingly grim, the natural pressure from being in a high position, enough to make anyone tremble.

Even Xu Youyi paused under his gaze, hearing Gao Bochong ask, "Are you saying this to provoke me?"

Xu Youyi didn't expect him to be so blunt, instinctively looking at him.

The two locked eyes, in the cold autumn rain, Gao Bochong's cold eyes hidden behind icy glasses, looking at him without any warmth, as if looking at a pebble in his path, even if it caused him some trouble, it would be fleeting.

That was a completely, purely superior gaze.

Xu Youyi hated such people, so he smiled slightly, "I didn't mean that. I just thought of how Xiao Zhi was in school, he's smart, kind, even if he seems aloof, he's actually very soft-hearted. Whoever treats him well, he'll repay with even more kindness, his only flaw is probably being too soft-hearted, sometimes unable to distinguish between being moved and liking.

"He married you, just a momentary impulse, someone like him is suited for a more gentle, considerate man, willing to accommodate him, not someone like you—career-focused."

His tone was gentle, but his words were piercing.

Gao Bochong politely listened, then asked, "Are you done?"

Xu Youyi said, "Does Mr. Gao want to hear more?"

"No." Gao Bochong smiled slightly, taking off his glasses, folding them into his chest pocket, then looked up, his sharp eyes coldly sweeping over Xu Youyi, as if piercing through his hypocritical facade, "Listening to you is only because you're Zhi Zhi's senior. You're right, he's a kind child, so he can't tell what kind of intentions people around him have. But that doesn't mean you have the right to speak so arrogantly in front of me. Xu Youyi…"

Gao Bochong said lightly, "You seem to think you're someone who can be compared to me."

Xu Youyi's hand tightened on the umbrella handle, "Mr. Gao, you have money, but do you really know what Xiao Zhi needs?"

"I don't know, and you do?" Gao Bochong raised a corner of his mouth, "He's my wife, whatever he wants, I can give him. As for you—"

Gao Bochong punched, his fist landing heavily on Xu Youyi's cheek, Xu Youyi caught off guard, fell to the ground, Gao Bochong leaned down, easily grabbing his collar, pulling him up, patting his face, "What do you think you are?"

Gao Bochong never needed to get his hands dirty.

The environment he was in was more lethal without bloodshed, such brawling didn't fit his style, he had plenty of silent ways to make someone disappear.

But now, he didn't want to wait.

This man, relying on his past friendship with Wang Zhi, dared to speak so arrogantly in front of him, who was he to say he wasn't suitable for Wang Zhi?!

What did he know?

He was the most suitable for Wang Zhi, whatever Wang Zhi wanted, he could offer with both hands, could Xu Youyi do that?

Gao Bochong's grip tightened, watching Xu Youyi struggle to breathe, the anger in his heart never dissipating.

Not far away, someone suddenly exclaimed, and Gao Bochong felt a soft breeze, but unlike every other time, it didn't fall into his arms, instead grabbing his hand, shocked, "What are you doing?!"

Wang Zhi thought he was seeing things.

He actually saw Gao Bochong fighting with Xu Youyi?!

…Not fighting, it was a one-sided beating.

Looking at Xu Youyi being choked by Gao Bochong, Wang Zhi felt like he was dreaming.

But under his palm, the tension in Gao Bochong's muscles wasn't an illusion, Wang Zhi had experienced Gao Bochong's strength, so he knew, in this state, Gao Bochong wasn't joking.

Facing Wang Zhi's shocked expression, Gao Bochong's tone was still calm, "He spoke disrespectfully to me."

"Just for speaking disrespectfully, you want to choke him to death?!" Wang Zhi's voice involuntarily rose, "Let go first!"

But Gao Bochong glanced at him, "Aren't you going to ask what he said?"

Wang Zhi felt his heart pounding, pounding so fast it made his head hurt, he looked at Gao Bochong, but it was like seeing a long time ago, when he was small, thin, carrying a large, worn-out backpack, standing helplessly in a corner.

The person standing in front of him then, like Gao Bochong now, was tall, teasingly and easily snatching things from his hands, mocking his helplessness.

The past and present overlapped, Wang Zhi seemed to be speaking to Gao Bochong, yet also declaring to those people through time, "…No matter what, you shouldn't hit people!"

Gao Bochong sternly said, "He covets my wife! Wang Zhi, can't you see he likes you? He wants to take you away from me, he… he actually wants me to lose you!"

It was the first time he spoke to Wang Zhi like this, his tone fierce, like a provoked beast, barely restraining his rationality, yet unable to control showing his terrifying fangs.

Wang Zhi instinctively tensed, as if some deep-seated fear was triggered, he looked at Gao Bochong in horror, like looking at an incomprehensible monster he wanted to escape from, even knowing Gao Bochong wouldn't hurt him, his face lost all color, looking extremely pale.

He didn't know what his expression was like now, he just saw, under his gaze, Gao Bochong suddenly took a step back, then slowly released his grip.

The distance widened, the terrifying atmosphere dissipated, Wang Zhi finally stopped trembling.

The cold rain hit their faces, without the glasses' cover, the emotions in Gao Bochong's eyes were no longer hidden, looking at Wang Zhi, extremely complex.

Wang Zhi couldn't discern, his mind was a mess, he couldn't think about the myriad emotions in Gao Bochong's gaze, just squatted down, helping Xu Youyi up.

Xu Youyi's glasses were askew, hanging crookedly on his nose. Wang Zhi softly asked, "Senior, are you okay?"

Xu Youyi coughed twice, wiped the blood from his mouth, "I'm fine."

Wang Zhi was still worried, "Let's go see the doctor first."

Xu Youyi said "okay," and Wang Zhi supported him towards the on-set doctor, halfway there, he suddenly thought of something, turned to look.

Gao Bochong was still standing there.

The rain fell harder, he was completely covered by the rain curtain, that tall figure still imposing, but wet, had a sense of embarrassment.

Like an abandoned big dog, watching its owner walk away, wanting to rush over, but not daring, only able to wait alone and persistently, even if never to be waited for, would keep waiting.

Wang Zhi's eyes inexplicably felt hot, yet he mocked himself.

What was he thinking?

He actually felt sorry for Gao Bochong.

Clearly, it was Gao Bochong who hit someone, clearly, Gao Bochong was so omnipotent, he should sympathize with his senior, like sympathizing with his once-bullied self…

But just now, Gao Bochong's gaze was too strange.

Wang Zhi could even recall countless details, the rain rolling down Gao Bochong's face, coldly tracing his sharp and stern features, he was high above, unshakable by anyone.

How could he look at him like that?

Not like looking at a kept canary, not like looking at an easily crushed ant.

It was like he was looking at someone who held his life and death power.

Just one look from him, and he could wither or flourish, be sad or happy.

…How could he be so important in Gao Bochong's heart?

Wang Zhi bitterly smiled.

Liking Gao Bochong was already absurd, discovering his feelings the next day, then having a big fight with him over another man, he was truly one of a kind among foolish men.

Someone draped a blanket over Wang Zhi's shoulders, startling him, instinctively jumping up.

Xu Youyi seemed startled by his reaction too, retracting his hand, "I was just afraid you'd catch a cold."

Wang Zhi realized he overreacted, took the blanket, thanked him.

Xu Youyi said, "Sorry, because of me, you and your husband fought."

Wang Zhi shook his head, "I should apologize on behalf of Bochong… he's not usually this violent, this time probably…"

"Probably what?" Xu Youyi smiled, "He wasn't wrong, Xiao Zhi, I do like you."

Wang Zhi was a bit surprised, but not too surprised, just a bit numb—

Compared to Xu Youyi's liking, just now, Gao Bochong troubled him more.

"Senior, I'm not in the mood to talk about this."

But Xu Youyi said, "Why? Xiao Zhi, can't you see, you and Gao Bochong aren't the same kind of people. How could someone from such a wealthy family look up to us ordinary people? He can hit me today, maybe one day he'll hit you too, what will you do then?"

Wang Zhi's mind was in chaos, but hearing the last sentence, he instinctively retorted, "He won't."

Xu Youyi didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"I said, he won't." Wang Zhi finally found his thoughts, saying word by word, "He won't hit me, nor look down on me. Even if he thinks I'm a gold digger, he won't mock me, he'll just give me more money."

Xu Youyi never expected Wang Zhi to say this, incredulously, "Why… why do you think that?"

"Because…" Wang Zhi said, "Because he never says, but does it all."

He knew why he liked Gao Bochong.

His sense of worth was low, so low that he wrapped his longing for love in a desire for money.

Did he really want a lot of money?

He just wanted a lot of love.

So much that no matter if he was poor or rich, obedient or willful, there would be someone by his side, never leaving.

People couldn't do it, but money could, so he loved money.

But Gao Bochong did it.

Above money, his heart beat for him.

…

But his liking was insignificant.

Gao Bochong just said, Xu Youyi wanted to take his wife.

His wife, not his lover.

He was an old-fashioned, promise-keeping man, no matter who became his wife, he would treat them well, marking them as his territory, not allowing anyone to touch.

Not just him, anyone else would be the same.

The bright eyes dimmed, Wang Zhi wrapped the blanket tighter, softly saying, "I just know."

He just knew.

Because the man he liked was like that.