Chapter 377: Chapter 377

Ji Yu didn’t have a good impression of this man.

However, the man seemed quite interested in Ji Yu.

"Miss Ji, aren’t you even a little curious about my identity?"

"Not curious." Curiosity could kill the cat at times, and Ji Yu had no desire to know anything about him right now. She only knew that she felt no particular emotion about this matter in her heart.

"It seems you’re truly unique." He observed Ji Yu, unable to comprehend her reaction to the current situation.

Still, that wouldn’t obstruct his upcoming plans.

He gazed at Ji Yu with focused intent, which irritated Gu Qixiao. Without hesitation, Gu Qixiao pulled Ji Yu to his side. "Sir, I think it’s best if you respect the situation here. I don’t know what intentions you harbor, but I hope you won’t continue harboring strange thoughts toward Yu."

Gu Qixiao cared deeply for Ji Yu.

"You may be a bit too tense. I’m merely curious about what Miss Ji might be thinking," he said with an innocent smile, his appearance harmless.

But Ji Yu couldn’t shake the feeling that this man was up to no good.

"My matters are none of your concern. We still have other things to take care of, so please get out of the way."

There were still plenty of tasks awaiting her.

Upon hearing her say this, the man’s expression didn’t falter. With gentlemanly composure, he stepped aside, evidently not wanting to leave a negative impression on Ji Yu.

In truth, Ji Yu had already started developing differing thoughts about this matter.

She couldn’t help but feel that this man was peculiar.

"Gu Qixiao, have you met him before?"

"He’s the fifth son of the Charles family, but all the other sons are already dead. He should be the only one left now." Gu Qixiao knew of the man’s identity; he’d heard of him before. Now it seemed this man indeed had some other intentions toward Ji Yu.

"His gaze was so harsh when he looked at me, as if there were an underlying hatred between us. But I’ve never met him before." Ji Yu didn’t believe there was any connection between them; she had never seen Charles previously.

"Perhaps there was some intersection in past events, but you’ve forgotten. We’ll do some thorough investigation when we return."

Gu Qixiao held Ji Yu’s hand, hoping she wouldn’t become even more distressed.

But Ji Yu couldn’t shake her concern about the matter, feeling that the man certainly had problems.

"Gu Qixiao, I feel uneasy. It’s as if something’s about to happen." Ji Yu had always been quite attuned to her sixth sense, and now she was genuinely growing flustered.

"Whatever happens, I’m here with you, aren’t I? Yu, look at me—do you think I’m someone you can’t trust?"

Of course, she trusted Gu Qixiao, but her inexplicable unease persisted. It felt as though something crucial might befall someone close to her.

She didn’t know how to act or what she could do to prevent all this.

"I need to calm down. I’ll speak with Mr. Li about the other matters later."

Ji Yu was genuinely rattled now.

No one knew how much time had passed, but eventually, the banquet dispersed, and Ji Yu’s emotions slightly settled.

Gu Qixiao felt distressed seeing Ji Yu in this state, worrying that she might still feel wholly unsettled because of the situation.

"Yu, trust me. As long as I’m here by your side, nothing bad will happen." He lightly planted a kiss on the corner of Ji Yu’s mouth. It was clear he’d already grown wary of the situation.

He would protect Ji Yu. No matter what challenges arose, if it was someone Ji Yu didn’t like, he would ensure they were dealt with entirely.

Ji Yu took a deep breath, admitting to herself that her earlier behavior had indeed been quite poor. How could she allow something to frighten her?

"I refuse to believe this situation will defeat me."

After steadying herself, she proceeded to meet with Mr. Li.

When Mr. Li saw Ji Yu, he greeted her with a smile. "I knew Miss Ji would be someone who honors her promises. I invited you over today to discuss cooperation—as well as someone I’d like you to meet."

When he mentioned this friend, his tone seemed hesitant.

Ji Yu had a hunch that this friend was likely the central figure here today.

"Since you already have confidence in my skills, Mr. Li, why not simply bring the individual out? Let me examine their condition to provide the most precise assessment."

If Ji Yu didn’t understand the specifics of the case, she certainly wouldn’t proceed with surgery.

Seeing Ji Yu’s readiness, Mr. Li understood her mindset and promptly had the person brought in.

The individual’s condition appeared quite severe, allowing Ji Yu to infer some general details. "This must be the result of a fire. It’s a miracle he survived. If you’re hoping for him to return to his previous state, I’ll need to carefully consider the options."

Finding an appropriate solution would be crucial.

The man stared blankly at Ji Yu, likely because such a condition had persisted for far too long. Having encountered countless doctors, he’d grown numb by now.

"Whatever Miss Ji requires for the examination, just inform me. I’ll arrange everything immediately."

"I need to look over his condition first. Please wait." In truth, Ji Yu had sensed something amiss from the start. Content orıginally comes from novel※fire.net

The man’s face seemed oddly familiar.

After inspecting him, Ji Yu’s brows furrowed even deeper. "Could you perhaps be related to Charles? Why does your face bear such a striking resemblance to his?"

This was the face Ji Yu had reconstructed based on his skull, and it was virtually indistinguishable from Charles.

Ji Yu had struck upon a critical point, and the atmosphere in the room instantly grew heavy.

"Miss Ji..." Mr. Li looked anxious upon hearing her remark, but he seemed to believe there was still hope since Ji Yu had managed to discern the truth.

Ji Yu thought back to what Gu Qixiao had told her previously.

"What’s this person’s relationship with the Charles family?"

She wasn’t keen to uncover any secrets but had to ascertain whether this man posed future threats to her.

"I am him." The silent man finally spoke, revealing his identity. His bitter smile accompanied by his scarred face made him look both sinister and desolate. Yet, he seemed to care little about these externalities anymore.

Perhaps he’d grown accustomed to living with such a distorted visage; he no longer regarded it as a matter of consequence.