The Rebirth of an Orphan

Gu Lun took a deep breath. "I will never forget those eyes full of fear and hatred, staring at me fiercely. They were the eyes of a seven-year-old child. That was the first person I killed..."

"It's all over." Zhao Xihua didn't know what to say, but the shock and sharp pain in her heart made her panic.

"Hua'er," Gu Lun tightly grasped Zhao Xihua's hand, "Hua'er, do you think I am a monster?"

Gu Lun held Zhao Xihua's hand tightly, as if she was the last straw that could save him in his life, and he just wanted to hold her tightly.

Zhao Xihua calmed down, looked into Gu Lun's handsome eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"I do." Gu Lun looked at Zhao Xihua with almost pleading eyes.

Zhao Xihua looked at Gu Lun steadily and said, "I don't know what to say, but there is one thing. If it were me, I would also find a way to survive. This is our fate."

Gu Lun's eyes changed when he looked at Zhao Xihua. Suddenly, he hugged Zhao Xihua tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "With a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"

Zhao Xihua was stunned for a moment, closed her eyes, but a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

"So what role do you play in Tianmen Camp now?" Zhao Xihua asked curiously.

"Camp owner—" Gu Lun said calmly.

Zhao Xihua was stunned. No wonder he could interfere even in the Sun family. Even a powerful figure like Sun Cong, the second young master of the Sun family, could be his pawn. He is the leader of the Tianmen Camp, so I'm afraid that the Presidential Palace would be wary of him, right?

"What? Are you scared?" Gu Lun's voice returned to normal, with a hint of teasing.

Zhao Xihua smiled bitterly and said, "If I offend the camp owner one day, I hope the camp owner will show mercy."

“Hahahaha…” Gu Lun suddenly laughed out loud.

Zhao Xihua asked him with a serious look on his face: "Does your Tianmen Camp still have assassins?"

Gu Lun stopped laughing and said seriously: "Since I took charge of Tianmen Camp four years ago, there has been no assassin realm in this world.

Zhao Xihua smiled after hearing this, and then said, "Okay, you should have a good rest. I won't bother you anymore."

There was some disappointment in Gu Lun's eyes. No matter how sincerely he treated her, she was always so distant, which made him feel a little upset.

Zhao Xihua covered Gu Lun with the quilt and prepared to sleep on the small bed in the suite. But just as she was about to leave, Gu Lun grabbed her and said, "Gu Lun?"

"Hua'er, can I ask you something?" Gu Lun's voice sounded hesitant for some reason.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xihua asked.

Gu Lun seemed to have mustered up his courage but didn't dare to look at Zhao Xihua and asked: "I want to ask you...I want to ask you if you have..."

Gu Lun's tone was pleading: "Have you ever liked me? I mean, even a little bit... have you?"

Zhao Xihua's heart suddenly jumped up. Who is this Gu Lun? But he seemed to be serious. An indescribable feeling made Zhao Xihua stunned.

After a long while, Zhao Xihua smiled bitterly and said, "Gu Lun, someone like me is really not worthy of you. You should have someone better to accompany you for the rest of your life. There is no one like me anymore... no more."

Zhao Xihua turned and left, rushing out of the room as if escaping, standing in the corridor leaning against the edge of the corridor with a bitter face, Gu Lun, do you know that she no longer has the right to fall in love with others, not anymore.

Gu Lun, who was lying on the bed, was mumbling in a low voice: "I don't understand why you still like the boy from the Sun family. He is just a sickly guy. What's so good about him? Does he have martial arts? Can his Sun family compare to the Gu family? The key is that he is not as good-looking as me? Huaer, Huaer, the look in your eyes is really... I can't describe it... I can't describe it."

After a while, Gu Lun's wound was so painful that he fell asleep, but he knew that his wound was not as painful as he felt.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he remembered something and called out, "Someone come here." Pingshui heard it and hurried over to ask, "Son-in-law?"

"Go tell the people standing outside that what I said before is just nonsense and not to take it seriously. It's too cold outside so let her rest and don't catch a cold."

After hearing Pingshui's words, Zhao Xihua gave a slightly bitter smile, but felt a little warm in her heart. Forget it, she should cherish this warmth as long as she can.

It’s really time to take a break. There’s a lot of things to do tomorrow that are coming up.

Zhao Xihua became famous overnight in the Gu family. Even the most difficult people would be careful and keep their heads down in front of Zhao Xihua, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

The closer it gets to the end of the year, the busier it gets. As the commander of the Five Cities Armaments Department, Gu Lun is naturally too busy to get away from work and rarely goes home. The East Garden in the Gu Family Compound is almost the busiest place in the entire Gu Family.

"Young Madam," said Cheng Sao, who was hired by Zhao Xihua to assist her in accounting. Ever since Zhao Xihua helped her suppress Gui Sao in the eldest lady's room, she realized that she and the young madam were in the same boat.

She is also an elder in the Gu family and is very good at judging people. Although this young lady comes from a poor family, she is a powerful person. She chooses to follow the young lady, whether it comes to life or death.

Although Zhao Xihua had established rules in the Gu family based on He Ma's matter, the Gu family's affairs were too complicated after all, and she really needed a confidant to help her. Cheng Sao was just the right person. Although she was also good at scheming, Zhao Xihua could see that this person was useful.

"Madam, just now Mother Qian brought the housekeepers of two farms outside Beijing to Madam Hua's place. Normally, the people from there should come to you, but it is obvious that they are not taking you seriously." Mrs. Cheng's voice gradually became softer, and seeing that Zhao Xihua's face was not right, she did not dare to say anything else.

Zhao Xihua thought for a moment and asked: "Let me ask you, have the two farms in the suburbs of Beijing been managed by Madam?"

"Yes, it is Madam who has been taking care of them. If it weren't for the old man taking care of them, the head of the family would have given them to Madam as private property."

"Heh," Zhao Xihua said with a hint of sarcasm, and then asked, "Where did you see Mother Qian leading those people to the Madam?"

Mrs. Cheng said quickly, "It was right in front of the main entrance. I saw the butler acting suspiciously, so I went over to take a look. But when I looked over, I saw Mama Qian leading those people towards the second gate."

Zhao Xihua smiled faintly and said, "That's it. If you want to steal things from the farm, you can just carry them in through the west door. Why do you have to come in through the main door? Isn't it just to let people see you?

Mrs. Cheng was a little dumbfounded. Zhao Xihua continued to smile and said, "Madam must want me to see it. If I care about these things and snatch the things away, what do you think the Gu family will think? What will the head of the family think?"