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The Unstoppable Lady: Fortune Meets Power (Web Novel) - Chapter 2017: Confession (Jiaojiao vs. Godfather Special) (Part 2)
Chapter 2017: Confession (Jiaojiao vs. Godfather Special) (Part 2)
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He removed the bullet himself and lay down in the healing chamber.Each time he got injured, the energy in his body dissipated significantly.
Before long, he slipped into a weak, unconscious state.
When he opened his eyes again, he found Gu Jiao also lying motionless beside him in the healing chamber.
The chamber sensed his awakening and lit up with a soft, warm light.
By the light, he saw clearly that Gu Jiao’s blood was continuously being transfused into his body.
He didn’t know how long it had been transferring, but her once rosy face had turned deathly pale, even her lips had lost their usual color.
"What are you doing?" he asked hoarsely, frowning.
Gu Jiao’s eyelids twitched slightly but didn’t open, lying on her side next to him, as docile as a kitten.
"Isn’t... it my blood that’s needed?"
She said softly.
Those words, abrupt and contextless, made it sound like she was talking nonsense from exhaustion.
But the Godfather still understood.
She knew everything now.
He had taken her in, nurtured her carefully, sparing no expense to make her strong, all so that one day he could use her blood to sustain his life.
"I am willing," she said lightly, her forehead resting against his firm shoulder, "I am willing to give my life to you."
...
Gu Jiao fell ill.
She had an unusually different constitution, and this was the first time she had been so seriously ill.
A fever of 41 degrees; holding her felt like holding a hot little furnace.
The Godfather rarely cooked, but he made her a pot of vegetable meatball ginger soup.
Gu Jiao took a sip and was instantly awake!
Her mind cleared up, her nose unblocked, and cold sweat poured down her back.
It was truly... indescribably awful!
"It seems the effect is good," said the Godfather, seeing her eyes change from dazed to clear, "I’ll cook it for you again tomorrow."
To avoid experiencing the Godfather’s disastrous cooking again, her fever forcibly broke that night.
Even her cells despised his cooking skills!
The Godfather didn’t let her return to the Organization immediately, so she recuperated in the medical chamber for a whole month.
During this month, she unlocked many new skills, like cooking, drinking, and singing songs from a hundred years ago.
She had a terrible tolerance for alcohol, getting drunk with just one sip.
Once drunk, she wouldn’t stop; with one hand coolly holding a bottle and one foot arrogantly propped on the table, she said, "Little Annihilator! Music!"
Mengmeng’s cute AI voice chimed in: "About to play music for you."
The Godfather sat expressionlessly on the sofa, watching her act wildly drunk.
The Godfather had accidentally discovered a year ago that the Annihilator’s consciousness hadn’t entirely dissipated; it was just extremely weak from its journey through the black hole and space, and was erratic.
Yet somehow it always responded when she called.
She had even nicknamed it to her liking.
So that’s how she knew her blood was crucial to him... mystery solved.
No matter how much you guard, it’s hard to guard against an internal threat.
A song from over a hundred years ago, and she sang it with so much passion.
With gestures, she approached him, staring intently, and switched to an operatic tone in a second: "In this dazzling world~ she sings of meeting an old friend in a foreign land~ with every step a note of longing~ in the audience, one has just earned high honors~ and fails to recognize the long-lost acquaintance on stage~ as he utters about the wedding night~ everyone celebrates the match of beauty and talent~ unaware the play harbors a lovesick fool~"
Despite her usually terrible acting, when drunk, she could convey the song’s mood with great intensity.
With a smile over her shoulder, a hundred charms blossom, more or less.
He lowered his eyes, sipping the champagne in his glass.
He could handle his alcohol well, but at this moment, he seemed a bit tipsy too.
Gu Jiao, with hazy eyes, looked at him: "If you went to ancient times, you could definitely be a top scholar, um... a martial scholar! Then I’ll be your scholar’s wife, hee hee hee."
She giggled foolishly.
The Godfather: Heh, she’s so drunk she doesn’t know what she’s saying.
Another hour passed, and Gu Jiao finally calmed down. He thought she had tired herself out and was about to get up and tidy the place.
But then she moved up to him, her hands behind her back, her flushed face raised, staring unwaveringly at him: "I have a secret to tell you, I like you."
She whispered it softly, her tone carrying a hint of tipsiness.
The Godfather was slightly stunned but replied in the usual tone, "You’re drunk."
The AI voice sounded: "Gentle reminder, the medical system has detected an accelerated heart rate; emergency treatment needed?"
The Godfather glared fiercely at the camera on the wall.
Gu Jiao gazed intently at him.
The Godfather’s expression remained unchanged, as cold as snow: "Don’t forget the rules of the Organization."
