Gold Digger, but Forced to Marry the Big Boss Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Wang Zhi's fingers suddenly turned cold as he looked at the man in front of him. His fingertips twitched slightly, beyond his control. The man was still talking, his mouth opening and closing, but Wang Zhi couldn't hear what he was saying. All he could hear was a buzzing sound, like the chirping of cicadas, echoing both in the present and in the summer of over a decade ago.

That summer was scorching hot, with heat waves rolling in. The college entrance exams were just around the corner, and the Ministry of Education, in collaboration with the Meteorological Bureau, planned to conduct artificial rainfall in three days. However, the days leading up to the rain were even more stifling.

The humidity hung heavily in the air, and breathing felt like inhaling solidified liquid. Wang Zhi would always remember that day when he hurriedly walked out of a small alley, carrying a stack of exam papers. He was a top student, and many were willing to pay for his notes and papers. So, he printed them out, selling each sheet for five yuan, and they sold like hotcakes.

Recently, however, someone had complained about him, saying he was disrupting school discipline. The teacher, feeling sorry for him, only gave him a superficial scolding and advised him to be more discreet. Not wanting to cause trouble for the teacher, Wang Zhi moved his printing and selling operations outside the school.

Everything went smoothly. He left the exam papers at a small shop and then left. The midday sun was blazing, casting a mirage-like shimmer on the asphalt road. Wang Zhi was sweating, but his mood was light.

The college entrance exams were imminent.

For others, the exams might be nerve-wracking, but for him, they were a path that could change his destiny. The teacher had already told him that if he could get into one of the top two universities, not only would his tuition be waived, but a local entrepreneur would also sponsor him, helping him cover his mother's medical expenses.

How wonderful. Just thinking about the future made it shine brightly.

Wang Zhi smiled, but then he saw a tall figure standing ahead.

He frowned slightly, feeling unlucky.

Why did he have to run into him?

But the person walked over, teasingly saying, "Isn't this our top student? Why are you out here alone at noon?"

Wang Zhi glanced at him indifferently. "None of your business."

The person clicked his tongue, displeased. "Wang Zhi, stop pretending. Don't think I don't know you're out here selling those lousy exam papers."

Wang Zhi replied, "And don't think I don't know who complained to the teacher about me."

The person was momentarily stunned, seemingly not expecting Wang Zhi to know about it. Taking advantage of his distraction, Wang Zhi walked past him. But suddenly, the person reached out and grabbed Wang Zhi's hand tightly. "So what if you know? Wang Zhi, you're so poor that you have to sell these, and yet you still act all high and mighty in front of me?"

His grip was painful, but Wang Zhi didn't show it. He just looked at him and said calmly, "Let go of me. Teacher Xu said if you harass me again, your parents will be called to take you home."

The words provoked the person, and his grip tightened, making Wang Zhi finally frown. The person laughed maliciously, "Don't threaten me with my parents. Do you believe I'll beat you to death one day?"

Wang Zhi said, "I'm not gay."

"You!" The person turned red with anger. "Neither am I! You think I like you? You're disgusting!"

He hurriedly let go of Wang Zhi, who flexed his wrist and smiled slightly. "Good. Then please stay away from me, Kang Cheng."

…So it was him.

Kang Cheng.

Time flies and never looks back, but past memories remain vivid.

The face of the teenager from over a decade ago overlapped with the face of the man now, turning into a tear-streaked, miserable face. Wang Zhi couldn't remember how he fell into the water, only that when he saw it, he didn't hesitate or have any complex thoughts. He just jumped in decisively.

The water was deep, and even in such a summer, it was bone-chillingly cold. The teenager's bones were heavy and broad, and Wang Zhi dragged him like a piece of heavy wood. For a moment, Wang Zhi thought he might sink too, but he managed to pull him up.

He had completely lost the arrogance and swagger he had when he was threatening Wang Zhi, now just shivering and clinging to Wang Zhi's hand, not daring to let go.

The man in front of him was still rambling on, and Wang Zhi heard him say, "…Wang Zhi and I are best buddies. We were always together in high school."

Best buddies?

He was clearly a jerk who harassed and bullied him for three years.

Suddenly, someone held Wang Zhi's hand tightly, the warmth spreading through his cold palm, pulling him out of his memories.

He heard Gao Bochong say, "I'm Wang Zhi's husband. It seems he hasn't mentioned you."

"Wang Zhi's husband?!" Kang Cheng asked in shock. "Didn't he say he wasn't gay?!"

Gao Bochong replied calmly, "He always says that to people he doesn't like."

Wang Zhi suddenly wanted to laugh.

Gao Bochong really knew how to get under people's skin.

Sure enough, even after all these years, Kang Cheng was still so easily provoked, his face turning black instantly. "What do you mean? Was he lying to me?"

Gao Bochong smiled, "It seems Mr. Kang doesn't know my wife very well."

Wang Zhi finally laughed out loud.

As he laughed, both men looked over, Kang Cheng with a face full of shock, as if saying, "How could you lie to me?"

Wang Zhi watched him with interest for a while, confirming that he really seemed to think he had been deceived, and suddenly found it amusing.

Did he really spend three years in high school playing mind games with this idiot?

Wang Zhi hooked his arm around Gao Bochong's, gently pulling him back, signaling him to step back. Gao Bochong glanced down at Wang Zhi, raised an eyebrow, but still obediently took a few steps back.

Wang Zhi flexed his wrist and smiled at Kang Cheng.

He was now completely different from the past.

His features were still as delicate and clear, but his aura was worlds apart, like a jade statue covered in dust, finally carefully wiped clean to reveal its full beauty. Even in the simplest trench coat and shirt, he was dazzling enough to amaze everyone.

When he wasn't smiling, his eyes were cold, but when he did smile, soft ripples appeared in his dark eyes.

Kang Cheng's heart raced, staring at Wang Zhi in a daze, almost mesmerized.

Then, in the next moment, Wang Zhi raised his hand and punched him hard.

"Idiot." Wang Zhi looked at Kang Cheng, who he had knocked to the ground, and kicked him hard. "I've wanted to hit you for a long time."

When Kang Cheng was hit, the first thing he felt wasn't pain but a fresh and sweet scent, followed by the spicy sting of Wang Zhi's cold, soft hand touching his skin.

In that scent, Kang Cheng stupidly looked at Wang Zhi, and after a while, he suddenly reacted, jumping up in rage, "How dare you hit me…"

Before he could finish, several tall men came up, covered his mouth, and dragged him aside. Wang Zhi curiously glanced at them and asked Gao Bochong, "Who are these people?"

Gao Bochong replied, "Bodyguards."

Wang Zhi exclaimed, "Wow," playing along, "Is this considered going incognito?"

Gao Bochong said, "Too bad I can't have him dragged away and beaten with fifty strokes."

Wang Zhi was amused by him but also let out a sigh of relief. "Turns out it was that simple."

Just one punch to knock him down.

But back in high school, it felt so difficult. The thought of waking up the next day to face such blatant malice made it hard to sleep.

Even later, when he used his wits to deal with Kang Cheng, making him not dare to bully him openly, the pressure still lingered, casting a shadow over what should have been a carefree high school life.

Gao Bochong observed his expression and didn't press further, only saying, "If you need to, you can hit him."

Wang Zhi looked at Gao Bochong, "Really?"

Gao Bochong said, "Your husband has some influence."

Wang Zhi chuckled softly, resting his head on Gao Bochong's shoulder. "Forget it, someone like that isn't worth my husband using his influence."

Gao Bochong said, "Still feeling down?"

"Not really…"

Gao Bochong said, "You've shared a lot about your past with your husband today. In return, your husband will tell you about his past."

Wang Zhi was immediately interested, "What is it?"

He thought Gao Bochong would talk about past romances, but instead, Gao Bochong said, "When my mother passed away, I was quite young too."

Wang Zhi was taken aback, instinctively turning to look at Gao Bochong. Gao Bochong's lips curled up as he hugged him and continued, "My parents fell in love freely—in their environment, such feelings were rare, as most were arranged marriages. My mother's family was well-off, and she was an only child, pampered from a young age. She fell for my father, bringing a large dowry to marry him. My father swore to love her for a lifetime, to treat her well forever."

But unfortunately, promises change with the wind, and love fades away, leaving only a messy marriage.

"I never believed in love. I thought love was just a fleeting impulse, destined to fade with time. So back then, I never told you I loved you. In my heart, quantifying feelings as benefits seemed more solid."

Wang Zhi touched Gao Bochong's arm, wanting to comfort him, but he said, "But now, I understand how my mother felt back then. Love is such a beautiful thing. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy for that day."

"Zhi Zhi…" he said gently, "I love you. Thank you for letting me know your past and for letting me be a part of your life."

Wang Zhi's heart melted into a pool of spring water at his words.

"Thank you too…" Although a bit embarrassed, Wang Zhi still said, "Thank you for becoming my husband. I don't think anyone could be more suitable for me than you."

This was the most pleasant confession in the world.

The wind was cold, blowing through the small town, falling between them. But their hands were tightly clasped, finally offering their love to each other.

This was the initial heartbeat of a lifetime, arising without knowing, like a wildfire, only to find it had spread across the land when discovered.

Gao Bochong suddenly said, "I'll come home earlier every day to accompany you. Wife, why don't we move to your place?"

Wang Zhi was a bit puzzled, "Why?"

"So that if I make you angry, you can kick me out."

Wang Zhi wanted to laugh but held back, snorting, "Can't you just not make me angry?"

Gao Bochong gave him a look, his eyes somewhat subtle.

Wang Zhi didn't understand what he meant, still thinking that Gao Bochong was really good at sweet-talking. Had he really never been in a relationship before?

Could it be that even in love, a big shot has more talent?

But by night, Wang Zhi understood the meaning behind Gao Bochong's look—

He couldn't possibly not make him angry!

Wang Zhi cried with tears streaming down his face, his legs bent to the sides, almost touching his shoulders. He felt like he was about to cramp, but he couldn't care about that, only pushing against Gao Bochong's abdomen with both hands, trying to push him away. "Aren't you done yet?"

"Not yet." Gao Bochong's forehead was covered in sweat from restraint, his cold eyes now burning hot, staring at Wang Zhi, making him feel like he was being devoured bit by bit. "Baby, for your husband, bear with it a little longer."

"I can't take it anymore!" Wang Zhi, overwhelmed, cried and slapped Gao Bochong hard. "Gao Bochong, you don't love me at all, you just want to kill me!"

He hit hard, with a loud "smack," but Gao Bochong didn't mind, turning his head to bite Wang Zhi's finger, slowly grinding it with his teeth. "Next time you want to hit someone, tell me, wife. You're not allowed to reward those men anymore."

Wang Zhi couldn't hear what he was saying, only feeling like fireworks were exploding in his mind, his eyes unfocused, his whole body limp, lying there with his chest heaving.

Gao Bochong leaned down maliciously, whispering in his ear, "Now lying on you feels like lying on cotton. Baby, you're so soft."

Wang Zhi instinctively retorted, "…You're…you're the one who's soft."

Gao Bochong said, "Sorry, wife, I'll change."

Huh?

Wang Zhi thought blankly, how will he change?

Then he realized just how willing Gao Bochong was to correct his mistakes.