Volume One, Chapter Five: The Mysterious Totem

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Ding Wen handed it to her. “Here, take it. It was given by a competing company. Your phone looks really old. If you can’t be reached in time, Director Gu will get upset.”

Feng Xi whispered, “Thank you, Assistant Ding.”

Ding Wen looked at Feng Xi, who resembled a little white rabbit, and sighed. “Sigh, you really are different from her.”

Feng Xi looked up in confusion, but Ding Wen quickly changed the subject. “There’s Director Gu’s business card inside. Keep his number.”

Feng Xi nodded. The two walked out of the hospital together. Ding Wen watched her enter the medical university’s gate before leaving.

When Feng Xi returned to the dorm, Lin Xin was sitting on the desk reading. She looked up from the pile of medical books. “Feng Xi, why are you back so early today?”

It was only half past nine. Feng Xi happily shared with Lin Xin, “I’m so happy! Today, Director Sun transferred me to work for a very wealthy patient as a caregiver. I won’t have to work so late anymore.”

Lin Xin pushed up her glasses. “But don’t you need a certification to be a caregiver? Have you passed the exam?”

Feng Xi took the phone box out of her tote bag. “I’m not entirely sure, but Director Sun promised me I’m set. I’ll be able to earn more money from now on.”

“That’s great! Then maybe you can spend more time focusing on your studies.”

Lin Xin and another roommate, Liu Wanwan, had repeatedly offered to lend Feng Xi money, but she refused every time. Seeing her earn more living expenses genuinely made Lin Xin happy.

The phone Ding Wen gave her was obviously a high-end brand. Feng Xi vaguely recalled seeing the logo somewhere.

She unwrapped it, activated the phone, and carefully read the manual. The tiny print was pitifully small. After a long while, she realized her old phone model was too outdated to transfer data all at once; she had to manually input everything into the new phone.

Starting with phone numbers, Feng Xi saved her grandfather’s number first, marveling at how smooth the new phone operated—no lag at all. Even some usually overlooked features felt very handy.

Her cousin had started working and bought a new phone for her aunt, who then passed the old phone to Feng Xi right after her college entrance exams.

Although the new phone only cost about a thousand yuan, Feng Xi had always stuck with the old one to save every penny. The battery was severely aged, needing charging twice a day, and sometimes the phone would shut down instantly if multiple apps ran in the background.

Some male students in her department liked Feng Xi, including wealthy and handsome second-generation rich kids. They had given her jewelry, clothes, and bags, but she refused them all because she couldn’t offer anything of equal value in return. That would make her feel inferior.

When it came to love, she would rather miss out than be humiliated.

After transferring everything from the old phone to the new one, Feng Xi remembered Ding Wen saying there was Director Gu Qingchen’s business card inside. She turned the bag upside down on the desk, and sure enough, a delicate card fluttered out.

The name “Gu Qingchen” was embossed in gilt letters. Below it was a row of numbers—the phone number. On the back was a black emblem resembling an ancient totem. It looked neither like an animal nor a plant—complex and mysterious.

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She vaguely guessed Gu Qingchen’s identity must be unimaginably wealthy.

Right now, Gu Qingchen was like a lion wounded by heartbreak, and she was willingly offering herself like a little white rabbit, hoping only to earn a bit more living money under his care. Once he recovered, she would quietly leave without a trace.

Feng Xi opened the browser on her phone and took a photo of the card, using image recognition to search.

What came up startled her.

The totem belonged to the Zhou family, whose ancestors began doing business during the Qing Dynasty and developed into the foremost commercial association by the Republic era.

They had funded their ancestors in resisting foreign invaders back then.

Their business flourished increasingly, expanding overseas, becoming pioneers in new ventures.

Today, they were the financial backers behind many well-known brands.

Searching Gu Qingchen’s name yielded mysterious results—no detailed entries, only that he was “The Most Influential Businessman of the Year.” But under “Relations,” it boldly stated “Mayor Gu Xun.”

Clicking Gu Xun’s name revealed a concise but powerful description: “Mayor,” “Minister,” spouse: only daughter of the Zhou family.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three shocking revelations hit Feng Xi like thunder!

Gu Qingchen was not only the mayor’s son but his mother was the sole heir of the Zhou family.

She vaguely remembered seeing a plaque outside one of the hospital buildings that bore the words “Donated by Zhou Group.” That meant Gu Qingchen’s powerful shareholder relative was likely from the Zhou family.

Feng Xi’s hand trembled holding the phone. A chill ran down her spine. She had suspected Gu Qingchen’s noble status, but not this dazzlingly golden. He was truly a shining golden trophy.

She regretted provoking Gu Qingchen. Now she feared that if he were displeased, he could crush her like an ant.

It was far too dangerous. Feng Xi resolved to simply be a devoted caregiver, take good care of this golden boy, not hope to become a replacement for his first love, and be careful not to bear the brunt of his resentment toward that former sweetheart.

She was a poor, humble girl who could not withstand the wrath of this golden child.

Indeed, she had leapt into a fire pit.

Regret was overwhelming.

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Liu Wanwan, wearing a facial mask, passed behind Feng Xi and bent down to look, then exclaimed.

“Oh my god, Feng Xi, where did you get this?”

Startled by her sudden appearance, Feng Xi patted her chest. “What is it?” She secretly hid Gu Qingchen’s business card under her hand.

Liu Wanwan picked up the phone box on the table, looked it over, and then fixed her gaze on Feng Xi.

“I mean this phone. The new model just launched, the official website was a frenzy, and the lines outside the mall stretched hundreds of meters,” Liu Wanwan examined the phone from every angle, “and yours is even the highest configuration!”

Lin Xin, hearing this, came over curious to watch the spectacle.

Feng Xi found it hard to say anything. Could it be that she had hit the jackpot by getting close to Gu Qingchen, and he gave her a new phone on the very first day?

Liu Wanwan’s big eyes looked at Feng Xi, and Lin Xin squeezed in close. The two almost pushed Feng Xi off her chair.

Liu Wanwan came from a wealthy family, a traditional Chinese medicine lineage. Besides being pressured to study medicine, her biggest hobby was dressing up. She was pretty and loved shopping.

If she said something was hard to get, it really was.

Holding the phone, Liu Wanwan said, “This phone is pricey, but for someone determined, it’s not impossible to get. Besides, wealthy big bosses often use such gifts to please girls. Just don’t fall for those old and ugly rich men who trap you.”

Feng Xi nodded vigorously but thought to herself, Gu Qingchen was neither old nor ugly—he was handsome, wealthy, and precious.

She wanted to come up with an excuse to brush it off, but Lin Xin spoke up, “Ah, employers are rich and generous. Xi Xi’s old phone was so broken she couldn’t even answer calls. It’s just a replacement.”

Feng Xi thought: the employer is rich indeed, but not foolish—I'm the only fool here.

Liu Wanwan nodded. “True, it’s not exactly a valuable gift, but you still need to be careful. Don’t foolishly throw yourself at him.”

Feng Xi felt helpless inside. She had already thrown herself at him—foolishly, no less.

She didn’t know whether she had fallen into a fire pit or a golden trap.