Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon

Chapter 1202: Not Gu Shan

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Captain He glanced around and declared, "Since that’s the case, this matter no longer concerns the staff of Sister Hua’s Gourmet Shop. Li Hua, you and your team are free to leave. Once the trial concludes and the compensation is awarded, we’ll have someone deliver it to you directly. Su Shen, take your wife and head home too. From here on out, the court will handle everything. Justice will be served."

Without hesitation, Su Shen supported Gu Zi as they exited the interrogation room.

Behind them, Zhang Mei’s shrill cries echoed in desperation as she begged Gu Zi to help her, but Gu Zi found her voice utterly grating. She didn’t even bother turning around. Instead, she nudged Su Shen to quicken his pace and strode out without a second glance.

As she passed through the doors, Gu Zi deliberately shot a cold look at Gu Shan and Li Li. The two of them were clearly in on this together—no doubt they had coordinated their stories from the start. Gu Shan had obviously made up his mind to abandon Zhang Mei and their daughter entirely. And the so-called "son" he had mentioned? It must be Li Li’s child.

What a family—one criminal after another, shielding each other, cheating, lying. It was all so rotten to the core. Gu Zi thought to herself, ’This clan is beyond redemption. I’ll have nothing to do with any of them ever again.’

A few days later, the verdict was announced. Lin Miao, identified as the mastermind, was once again sent behind bars awaiting formal sentencing—and this time, she dragged Zhang Mei down with her.

Gu Shan, however, managed to slip through the cracks. He insisted he’d known nothing, and somehow convinced the court of his innocence. He was exonerated of all conspiracy charges, released immediately after testifying in court.

Not even bothering to properly recover his health, Gu Shan rushed to file petitions and reports. The severity of Zhang Mei’s involvement had triggered swift consequences from above—the authorities directly handed down a divorce ruling.

Elsewhere, Gong Zhan had returned. Tired of waiting and done with the farce, he filed for divorce himself. Given Lin Miao’s egregious misconduct, the court declared the marriage void—even without her signature. And just like that, Gong Zhan finally reclaimed his freedom.

With the dust settling, Su Shen was needed back in the capital where company affairs had piled up in his absence. He returned immediately.

Gu Zi, on the other hand, didn’t rush to leave. Her brother was still recovering from a leg injury, and her sister-in-law was pregnant. With the opening of a third branch in the works, Gu Zi decided to stay and help. Her presence would undoubtedly make the launch smoother, faster, and more efficient.

As it turned out, everything progressed seamlessly. On opening day, the restaurant was packed to the brim—inside and out.

Because both co-owners were pregnant, a wide platform had been set up outside to make it easier for them to stand and address the crowd. Thunderous applause erupted as they gave their speeches, and even the media had turned up for interviews.

Beyond the bustling crowd, a tall figure stood quietly in the shadows. Wearing protective goggles, he was deliberately hiding his face. His gaze, however, was locked on the woman on stage—Gu Zi.

She was visibly pregnant, but aside from her rounded belly, she hadn’t changed one bit. Her complexion was even more radiant than before, her skin glowing with a luminous softness. She stood up there like she belonged under a spotlight—like someone who had grown into her fullest brilliance.

And for the first time, Gong Zhan truly saw it—her brilliance, her strength, her beauty. But it was too late. She was already someone else’s wife, someone else’s mother. This would be the last time he came to see her.

He hadn’t treasured her when he had the chance. Losing her, he realized now, was the punishment he deserved. All he could do was silently wish her the best—hope that her life would only grow more beautiful, that she would have everything she had ever dreamed of, and that happiness would forever be hers.

Then he turned and walked away.

His next stop: the police station.

He wasn’t there to visit Lin Miao out of concern—he had no illusions about that—but to make things absolutely, irrevocably clear. He needed to say everything now, so there would be no misunderstanding later. He was done with her, and if she had even an ounce of shame, she would never come looking for him again.

His time stationed in the capital had changed him. He’d discovered a new version of himself—someone with endless potential, even in unfamiliar surroundings.

Once he finished this final conversation, he would spend a few days at home. Then he would tell his parents and sister that he was applying to remain permanently with the military district in the capital. That’s where his value as a soldier could truly shine.

Meanwhile, Lin Miao was still being held in the detention center next to the police station. She was due to be transferred to prison very soon. Just before her departure, an officer came to her cell and said, "Someone’s here to see you."

She was stunned. She hadn’t expected anyone to visit her now.

Her first thought was Gu Shan. He was her biological father, after all. Surely, he wouldn’t abandon her completely. If he came to help her get out, she wouldn’t even mind calling Li Li "Mom." As far as she was concerned, Zhang Mei was useless—every time she tried to help, she only dragged Lin Miao down. Who needed a mother like that?

She quickly tidied herself up and followed the officer out. She was determined to speak well, to convince her father to forgive her and get her out of here. She couldn’t bear another day in that freezing, lifeless cell. A few more years in there and she’d go mad.

But when she stepped into the visitation room, Gu Shan wasn’t there.

Instead, sitting across from her was her ex-husband, Gong Zhan.

He looked different. His skin had darkened, his frame had grown leaner, more toned. He exuded a quiet masculinity that hadn’t been there before. But his expression was cold, his eyes distant—he didn’t even bother to meet her gaze.

In that moment, Lin Miao knew.

It wasn’t Gu Shan. He had already given up on her completely.