After a hard time entering into a meditative state and enduring until 6pm in the evening, Quan Zhisui was finally able to eat dinner.
Without even needing Gu Lan to call her, the moment it struck the hour, Quan Zhisui burst out of her room. Her explosive speed at the start was like a young cheetah, flashing down the long mansion corridor in the blink of an eye to the very end. She didn't take the stairs or elevator either, directly leaping over the railing from the second floor.
With a 'pat' she nimbly landed.
Gu Lan was just about to go upstairs to call her for dinner, and seeing this scene, froze in shock on the spot, her front foot frozen on the first step of the stairs, her back foot still lifted in a stepping motion.
Frozen!
If she didn't see wrong, Quan Zhisui had jumped down from the second floor?!
Quan Zhisui didn't forget to politely greet: "Auntie Gu, I'm going to eat."
Then she exploded forth once more with a 'whoosh' rushing to the dining room, instantly sitting down at the table. Because she had run so fast, she even stirred up a gust of wind.
Gu Lan: "......"
On the table were only four small plates of cold appetizers, and no rice.
Quan Zhisui almost cried again, how could this little bit be enough for anyone to eat?
Just then, Gu Lan started bringing dish after dish out from the kitchen: "What would you like for the main dish, rice or noodles?"
"Rice! A big bowl!" Quan Zhisui excitedly shouted.
The meal lasted a whole hour, eating until stuffed. Gu Lan watched worriedly beside her, afraid she would eat herself to death.
However, until the end of dinner, she didn't see anyone else. Zuo Zichen, who was supposed to be home from school at 5:30pm, didn't show up.
Quan Zhisui had just arrived and naturally wouldn't ask much or get involved. After dinner she simply digested for a bit, then went to wash up. By 9pm she obediently went to sleep.
The bed was very big and soft, but she didn't sleep very well.
Bang bang bang! Bang bang!
In the middle of sleep someone was knocking on the door, the sound very loud and urgent.
"Young Miss Zhisui, I'm coming in."
Gu Lan's voice came, the lights in the outer living room turned on, and the bedroom door opened a crack.
"Young miss, the master is calling for you to go to the study."
"Now???" Quan Zhisui was shocked and speechless.
At this time it was 11:30 at night, the hour of zi, when the gallbladder meridian was active.
Gu Lan pushed open the bedroom door and walked in, "Young miss, go over quickly, the master has little patience and will get angry."
Quan Zhisui: "......"
She wanted to get angry too!
And so, in the dead of night Quan Zhisui was forcibly called to the study by her biological father.
Zuo Zhiyu's study was on the third floor, even bigger than the master suite on the second floor. At first sight it was nothing but luxury.
At this time he was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone, a lit cigar in hand. Also sitting on the same sofa was a beautiful woman, holding a wine glass drinking red wine.
After Quan Zhisui entered, no one paid her any attention. Zuo Zhiyu only glanced at her once before continuing his phone call. That beautiful woman should be her stepmother, who didn't even lift her head.
Quan Zhisui took a deep breath, suppressing her already somewhat angry mood.
Finally, Zuo Zhiyu finished his call and swept his daughter a glance.
So skinny like a monkey.
Zuo Zhiyun rather looked down on her, and didn't have Quan Zhisui sit. He directly opened his mouth, "Quan Zhisui, I'm your father."
"I know. Do you have something to tell me? I'm very tired." Quan Zhisui quickly finished speaking.
Zuo Zhiyu's brows furrowed, "You're very impatient?"
Quan Zhisui: "I really am tired."
What normal person would forcibly call someone up in the middle of the night past 11pm to talk?
Just then, Xu Zhiyi finally lifted her head, looking Quan Zhisui up and down, and spoke gracefully, "Quan Zhisui, when talking to father you must be polite."
Quan Zhisui yawned tiredly, nodding her head, "Oh."
Xu Zhiyi's brows furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed, her gaze smiling.
It seemed Zuo Zhiyu wanted to lecture Quan Zhisui, babbling on and on. Quan Zhisui let it go in one ear and out the other without retaining a sentence.
"Alright, go back and sleep early. Don't be late for school tomorrow."
Finally hearing these words, Quan Zhisui turned and left. She was dead tired.
Zuo Zhiyu watched Quan Zhisui's retreating figure, very displeased, "Truly ill-mannered."
But Xu Zhiyi's face was full of smiles, completely at ease.
Quan Zhisui took her mother Quan Feng's surname.
That woman Quan Feng was not simple. Xu Zhiyi had thought Quan Zhisui would have inherited something, but who knew she would actually be so foolish, clearly easy to control at a glance.
Quan Zhisui's eyes were tearing from exhaustion as she groped her way back to her room.
Passing by Zuo Zichen's room, his door suddenly opened.
Quan Zhisui reflexively glanced over.
She saw a tall, robust boy leaning in the doorway. He made a throat slitting gesture at her, and mouthed 'trash'.
Quan Zhisui: "......"
Alright, she clearly felt the malice from this family.
Having an older sister suddenly appear was an enormous blow to Zuo Zichen. He also couldn't accept that his own mother was originally a mistress.
Zuo Zichen saw Quan Zhisui's appearance, as thin as if malnourished, wearing such shabby clothes that offended the eyes. On her feet were a pair of tattered cloth shoes?
Truly worthy of being raised in a remote backwater!
At the same time, Zuo Zichen also didn't understand. This person who had been abandoned in the mountains for 17 years, why must she be brought back now?
Why bring her back? To be a laughingstock?
Why not just let her die in the mountains!
Zuo Zichen had thought his actions would make the other feel sad or afraid, but unexpectedly Quan Zhisui was very calm, calm as if she hadn't seen anything. She even yawned.
Following that, he saw this half-sister simply walk by the door of his room, stepping in those unsightly cloth shoes of hers, and return to the room beside his.
Zuo Zichen's anger had rushed up to his crown already, hating Quan Zhisui's existence even more. In his heart he wished she would die in a car accident someday.
......
Upon returning to her room Quan Zhisui immediately fell asleep. She didn't understand why this family hated her yet insisted on bringing her back, even impatiently forcing her, not giving her and her shifu and shixiong time to properly say farewell before forcibly separating them.
Whether they hated her or not, she didn't have much psychological pressure.
Because she had been called up to be lectured in the middle of the night, Quan Zhisui woke up a bit later than usual this morning.
At 5am sunrise, after washing up Quan Zhisui practiced her fundamentals in the backyard. She practiced faster than usual, afraid she wouldn't make breakfast or get to school on time.
After bringing her here this family just abandoned her, like it was just a formality.
From 6:55 to 7:15 she waited yet no one came and no car appeared.
Was Zuo Zichen not going to school? Was the driver sick?
"Young Miss Zhisui!" Gu Lan's anxious voice came from behind. "Young Master Zichen didn't eat breakfast and left early, having the driver take him first. The master and madam both need the cars today. I......you......"
