Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Gu Zhaoming stared at Feng Jue, who looked back at him calmly.

The young man had a first-rate appearance and bearing. He was fair-skinned, handsome, tall, and slender.

Unknowingly, the pitiful orphan who had been coerced and lured into the Gu family to be a blood bank for his daughter had grown into an unfathomable figure. Or perhaps, he had been a wolf in sheep’s clothing from the beginning.

The thought of his daughter being kidnapped right under his nose made Gu Zhaoming uneasy. His dislike for Feng Jue intensified, and he wanted nothing more than to pick up the stick beside him and break Feng Jue’s legs.

“Dad, why don’t we sit down and talk?” Gu Yang suggested, pulling Gu Zhaoming’s sleeve as she sat down on the sofa.

Ruan Xueling and Gu Pei also took their seats.

Gu Jin, already aware of her sister and Feng Jue’s relationship, had fought with Feng Jue a few times and was not surprised by their announcement. She lounged on the sofa, watching the unfolding drama with lazy interest.

Feng Jue stood upright, under the scrutiny of the entire family.

“Dad…” he began.

“Don’t call me Dad,” Gu Zhaoming interrupted coldly. He did not have such an unfilial son!

Feng Jue replied obediently, “Alright, Uncle. You’re right. Sister and I are not married yet. It’s indeed not the time to call you Dad.”

Gu Yang: “…”

Gu Zhaoming: “…”

Had Feng Jue, who had been calling him Dad for the past few years, been mocking him?

Gu Zhaoming gritted his teeth in anger. How old was his daughter? And this guy actually wanted to get married? Dream on!

Narrowing his eyes, Gu Zhaoming said in a low, cold voice, “Feng Jue, since you’re dating Yangyang, there’s no reason for you to stay at your girlfriend’s house.”

He glanced out the window, his smile not reaching his eyes. “It’s getting late. I won’t keep you at home for the night.”

Gu Zhaoming was extremely glad that Gu Jin had developed Blood Healing and cured Gu Yang’s hemophilia. Feng Jue, the so-called “Little Blood Bank,” was no longer essential to Gu Yang.

Gu Zhaoming’s moral compass was not particularly high. He felt no guilt about burning bridges after crossing them. In the past, it was fine if he did not know that Feng Jue was coveting his daughter. But now that he knew, of course, Gu Zhaoming would not leave her at home as an eyesore, nor would he provide Feng Jue with a favorable position.

Hearing that Gu Zhaoming wanted to chase Feng Jue out of the house, Gu Jin and Gu Pei were in high spirits.

Gu Jin looked at Feng Jue with a half-smile, her mood improving. She waved her hand dismissively. “Take care. I won’t see you off.”

If this dog did not stay in the Gu family, there would be one less person at home to snatch her sister.

Gu Pei shouted impolitely, “Butler, see the guest out!”

Feng Jue: “…”

He now understood why his sister insisted on waiting until they went to university before announcing their relationship. After all, once he was in university, he would live on campus most of the time and rarely stay at home. Even if he was chased out of the Gu family, he would still see his sister often.

Gu Yang had already anticipated this situation and wasn’t too surprised. Although she hated to part with her boyfriend, she knew it was inappropriate for Feng Jue to stay in the Gu family as an adopted son. Besides, her father, despite his outward smile, clearly wanted to hit someone. She didn’t want to add fuel to the fire, so she obediently kept quiet.

Ruan Xueling hesitated. “That’s not good, right? Jue is unfamiliar with the capital. It’s fine if he’s in school usually, but where can he stay during the holidays?”

Feng Jue’s eyes lit up when he heard this. He felt that he could still salvage the situation.

However, Gu Jin mercilessly exposed him, not giving him a chance to act pitiful and weak. “He has plenty of houses in the capital.”