I Rely on the Gossip System to Fake Being a Master [90s]
I Rely on the Gossip System to Fake Being a Master [90s] Chapter 58: The Fifty-Eighth Melon (Part 2)

Wang Laoshi, standing nearby, couldn’t help but glance at Gu Xicao. This sounded familiar. Wasn’t she nicknamed the “marriage-wrecker” by the newspapers? And now it seemed to be true.

Wan Lingfeng was stunned. Though he had a good temper, that didn’t mean he had no temper. He frowned, clasping his hands together tightly. “Master Gu, there’s an old saying: ‘Better to destroy ten temples than ruin a single marriage.’ I don’t understand what you mean by this.”

“Exactly! Why are you against me marrying brother Wan?” Zhao Fang’s lips trembled, her face filled with sadness. Her eyes reddened as she continued, “What did I do wrong? Or is it, brother Wan, that you secretly look down on me because I have a mentally challenged brother? Are you afraid we’ll drag you down?”

“No, no, Ah Fang! I never thought that!” Wan Lingfeng waved his hands so quickly they seemed to blur. “I’ve never despised you. I make enough money to support both you and your brother.”

Zhao Fang’s brother, seeing her pitiful expression, clenched his fists and pointed at Gu Xicao. “Bad woman! Bad woman bully my sister!”

Gu Xicao raised an eyebrow and glanced at Zhao Fang, who looked tearful, then at her brother. “Your acting is quite impressive. You two could win Golden Horse Awards if you entered the entertainment industry. Why waste your talent scamming a poor policeman?”

“What are you implying?” Zhao Fang’s voice turned sharp, her expression changing.

“Should I make it clearer? Are you two siblings, or are you actually husband and wife?”

What?!

Wang Laoshi’s jaw nearly hit the floor. “Boss, are you saying this man is Zhao Fang’s husband?”

“Why? Is it so hard to believe?” Gu Xicao asked.

Wang Laoshi coughed awkwardly. “It’s just… this kind of thing seems unbelievable. Who would marry off their wife to another man?”

“You’re talking nonsense!” Zhao Fang screamed, her voice shrill. “He’s my brother! It’s clearly written on our IDs!”

Wan Lingfeng added, “Yes, I’ve seen their IDs. They’re listed as siblings!”

“Mr. Wan, you’re a policeman, so you should know how household registration works in Hong Kong, right?” Gu Xicao asked, tilting her head.

Wan Lingfeng nodded. “I don’t know all the details, but I do know a little.”

“Then you must know that for illegal immigrants, their records here rely solely on what they claim. For example, I could say my name is Gu Xicao, but in reality, it might be something else,” Gu Xicao explained, tapping the table. “Even birthdates can be falsified. Someone who’s 30 could claim to be 20. If a married couple pretended to be siblings, what’s so unusual about that?”

Wan Lingfeng was completely stunned.

It was true. In fact, even for locals, with enough money, household records could be manipulated.

Lin Jianyi’s expression darkened as he glared at Zhao Fang and her “brother.” “What exactly is your relationship? Be honest!”

Zhao Fang stubbornly insisted, “We’re just siblings! Brother Wan, don’t listen to the nonsense of this young girl. How could my brother possibly be my husband? If he were, why would I even think of marrying you?”

“That’s because the two of you have your eyes on Mr. Wan’s money,” Gu Xicao said calmly. “You two are Burmese immigrants who originally came to Hong Kong hoping to strike it rich. But after realizing it wasn’t as easy as you thought, especially since neither of you are willing to work hard and endure hardship, you decided to target unmarried older men. And as luck would have it, you encountered Wan Lingfeng, a kindhearted man. After learning he’s a frugal police officer, you set your sights on him. Isn’t that right?”

Lin Jianyi narrowed his eyes, his hand instinctively moving toward the gun holstered behind his back. He fixed Zhao Fang and her brother with a steely glare. “Do you have anything to say for yourselves? Master Gu has never been wrong, and she definitely wouldn’t falsely accuse anyone without reason.”

Zhao Fang exchanged a glance with Zhao Yongchao.

Zhao Yongchao gave her a subtle signal. Zhao Fang understood and secretly pinched her own thigh hard. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes, and she pulled out a handkerchief to dab at them. “Brother Wan, I’m not a scammer. You know how I’ve treated you this whole time. Have I ever spent a penny of your money in the past six months we’ve known each other?”

Seeing Zhao Fang cry, Wan Lingfeng’s heart softened slightly. Hesitating, he said, “Xiao Fang doesn’t seem like that kind of person. Master, could you have made a mistake?”

Zhao Fang’s so-called brother glared at Gu Xicao with an exaggerated look of anger and even spat in her direction.

Wan Lingfeng gestured toward him. “Master, look at him. Does this look like the face of a scammer?”

Leaning back in her chair, Gu Xicao slid it slightly away and smirked. “Mr. Wan, if he didn’t act like a fool, how else would he get you to take care of him as well?”

That… that actually made sense.

Wan Lingfeng suddenly felt conflicted, his mind spinning as if it might explode. A straightforward and honest man, he had always lived a modest life. He never imagined he’d find himself in such a tangled situation.

“If you want to prove they’re scammers, there’s one way to do it,” Gu Xicao said, noticing Wan Lingfeng’s distress and catching a meaningful look from Lin Jianyi. She clicked her tongue and pulled her chair closer. “The only question is whether Miss Zhao and her brother are willing to cooperate.”

Zhao Fang’s heart skipped a beat, almost jumping out of her chest.

Clutching her handkerchief tightly, she bit her lip and adopted an expression of aggrieved yet determined defiance. “We’re completely innocent. We have nothing to hide. Do whatever you need to do, as long as it helps Brother Wan trust me and my brother.”

If Wang Laoshi didn’t already know that Gu Xicao spoke with conviction and never made baseless claims, even he might have doubted if they were accusing the wrong people, given Zhao Fang’s pitiful demeanor.

“Alright, Uncle Wang, come over here,” Gu Xicao gestured for Wang Laoshi to approach. She leaned close and whispered something in his ear.

Wang Laoshi’s face showed a mix of surprise, excitement, and nervousness. He glanced at Gu Xicao. “Do you really think this will work?”

“Whether it works or not, we’ll find out soon enough. Just remember, it’s that specific item,” Gu Xicao hinted.

“I got it. It’s been stashed away for a while, but luckily, you’ve got a good memory and still remembered it,” Wang Laoshi said as he turned to leave the office to fetch the item.

Zhao Fang and Zhao Yongchao were both on edge, their nerves fraying as they had no idea what Gu Xicao intended to do.

Gu Xicao noticed Zhao Yongchao’s tense posture despite his feigned vacant expression. The corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Trying to pull tricks in front of her? Did they think she wouldn’t see through it? She had eyes like a three-eyed deity.

Soon, Wang Laoshi returned, holding a black plastic bag in his hand. Whatever was inside made the bag look a little lumpy. Wang Laoshi grinned mischievously as he handed it to Gu Xicao.

Gu Xicao waved her hand in mock disgust. “No, don’t give it to me. Hand it to him.”

She pointed at Zhao Yongchao.

Zhao Fang froze momentarily before quickly stepping in front of Zhao Yongchao, her face full of righteous indignation. She bit her lip and glared angrily at Gu Xicao. “What are you trying to do? What are you giving my brother?”

“Little sister, I’m scared… scared…” Zhao Yongchao wailed, pretending to cry as he sat on the floor, tears and snot running down his face.

Zhao Fang’s eyes reddened as she embraced him tightly. “Brother, it’s my fault. If I hadn’t overreached and dreamed of getting married, you wouldn’t have been humiliated like this! Brother Wan, let’s call off the wedding. I’m not worthy of you!”

She grabbed Zhao Yongchao and began to walk away.

Wan Lingfeng panicked and quickly followed. “Xiao Fang, don’t be like this! Don’t be like this! I swear I don’t look down on you. It’s not true…”

“Brother Wan, at this point, does it even matter whether you look down on me or not?” Zhao Fang turned her head away, sniffing as tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked like someone made of pure steel.

Gu Xicao almost wondered if she was playing the villain in some melodrama.

Still, playing the role of a malicious antagonist in middle-aged romance? She’d pass on that.

She signaled to Wang Laoshi.

Wang Laoshi immediately caught on and grinned wickedly. He tossed the black bag onto Zhao Yongchao. “Be careful—it’s full of cockroaches!”

The contents of the bag spilled out onto Zhao Yongchao, scattering all over him. His eyes caught a glimpse of the black objects, and he immediately jumped up, screaming and slapping at himself. “Oh my god, oh my god!”

“Ah!” Zhao Fang screamed as well, flailing her arms and shaking her head, stomping on the floor as if to crush the crawling creatures.

At first, Lin Jianyi was startled, thinking Gu Xicao had gone overboard. But on closer inspection, he realized the objects weren’t moving. He picked one up for a closer look. “These are toy cockroaches.”

“Toy cockroaches?!” Zhao Fang’s frantic movements froze mid-motion.

She looked down and realized they were indeed toys—crude ones at that. In her panic, she hadn’t noticed. If she’d been calmer, she would’ve realized they weren’t real.

“Of course. We’re not cruel enough to use real ones for a test,” Gu Xicao said innocently, spreading her hands. “What kind of people do you take us for? Social deviants?”

Zhao Fang and Zhao Yongchao could have ground their teeth to dust from sheer frustration as they looked at Gu Xicao.

Gu Xicao’s smile didn’t waver. “But Mr. Zhao, it’s quite miraculous how quickly your condition improved. One scare and suddenly you’re speaking clearly, your expressions are normal, and you’re not drooling anymore. Quite a recovery, isn’t it?”

Wan Lingfeng turned to Zhao Yongchao, completely stunned.

Zhao Yongchao’s face, now filled with anger, looked nothing like someone mentally impaired.

This was clearly a normal, fully functioning middle-aged man!

Dreamy Land[Translator]

Hey everyone! I hope you're enjoying what I'm translating. As an unemployed adult with way too much time on my hands and a borderline unhealthy obsession with novels, I’m here to share one of my all-time favorites. So, sit back, relax, and let's dive into this story together—because I’ve got nothing better to do!

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