It's still so clear. I thought it happened so many years ago. I thought I had long forgotten it.
Actually, how could I forget?
It wasn't her.
Liang Feifan sped all the way to "Fei".
It was too early. The manager, who rushed over, was disheveled, frightened, and hesitant. The big boss usually didn't even allow hostesses to get close to him during business dinners. Where could he find one who suited his taste all of a sudden?
To your liking? — That should be how it's supposed to be, right?
So the girl Liang Feifan saw in the penthouse suite looked almost exactly like the woman he had just desperately wanted to strangle.
She even has the name Xiaoyan.
Liang Feifan gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, his cold lips pressed into a thin line. He stared at the delicate-looking girl in front of him as if he wanted to devour her.
Xiao Yan trembled slightly. This wasn't the first time she had met her boss. He was usually tall and handsome like a god, and although he was always cold, she had never seen him with such a murderous look in his eyes.
Being so young, she could only hold that gaze for a few minutes before bursting into tears.
The silence was broken, and Liang Feifan's hatred was released somewhat. After all, it wasn't her, so what was he doing?
"Shut up." Liang Feifan coldly uttered two words, wearily rubbed his temples, and stood up in front of the French windows.
Although Xiaoyan was a girl on the 17th floor, kept clean and tidy for important clients, she had also received long-term training. She tried her best to stop her tears, approached her boss, and gently massaged his head.
Liang Feifan frowned and waved his hand to stop him.
The girl froze, then timidly backed away, and the room fell silent once more.
Having spent a sleepless night, Liang Feifan was drifting off to sleep in the silence when a warm breeze swept over him from behind. A soft, young girl's body pressed tightly against him; Xiao Yan had already undressed without him noticing. Her trembling little hands, though clumsy, accurately grasped Liang Feifan's desire, gently kneading it up and down as he had been taught.
Xiao Yan slowly slid down, her hands kneading incessantly. Her small body arched between Liang Feifan's legs, then slowly climbed up his legs along their boneless, serpentine shape. At the same time, her small hands skillfully pulled and tugged, releasing his swollen desire from his underwear.
The desire surged even higher at the first touch of air. Xiaoyan pressed her face against it, her small tongue nimbly licking back and forth, then opening her mouth and taking it all in, swallowing most of the hot rod, the tip pushing down her throat. Liang Feifan gasped, the sweet little tongue constantly teasing and rubbing against his warm mouth, the girl swallowing involuntarily, and he almost ejaculated.
Enduring the throbbing numbness, he looked down at the girl kneeling between his legs, her fair and naked buttocks raised, tears still on her beautiful face, her cheeks deeply sunken from sucking his heat so hard, pure yet incredibly alluring, her long black hair hitting her back as her head moved back and forth, making him want to grab her, press her little head down and thrust into her warm, enchanting little mouth.
"Let go." A calm male voice said.
Xiao Yan was stunned. The desire in her mouth was hard as iron and was still throbbing slightly. The tip of the penis that had entered her throat was also secreting excited male fluid.
So……
She was still a virgin, after all, and her face flushed even more. But she had been taught and knew what to do in this situation. She moved her large, rough hands to her breasts, kneading them, and while sucking and swallowing, she moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm...so good...mmm...so delicious...I want more..."
Her jaw, aching from the excessively large object she was holding, was gripped by a strong hand with distinct knuckles. The forceful squeeze caused her pain, and her mouth involuntarily opened wider, but the desire within her receded. Liang Feifan pulled a few sheets of paper from the table, frowning as he wiped the glistening saliva from his desire.
I have to give a shout-out to the trainers on the seventeenth floor. Even someone as worldly as him has to admit that the girl's skills were truly top-notch. Her ventriloquism alone was enough to drive anyone crazy.
But—it wasn't her. After Gu Yan, for a long time he thought he would spend the rest of his life with only his own two hands. There was nothing else to it, he just felt that if it wasn't her, he didn't want her.
The girl trembled silently as Liang Feifan straightened his clothes, "Mr. Liang..."
"It's none of your business. Don't worry," he said calmly.
The girl was still sad and started to cry softly.
When Qin Song burst in, sees a naked, weeping girl and a man who should be well-fed and watered but still has a furrowed brow.
"What's up?"
Qin Song squinted at the girl on the ground. She hadn't been touched. Good. His tone became lighter. "The Gu family sent a car to pick up Sister Yan."
"knew."
"It's said... the old master personally issued the decree. Sister Mingzhu has gone on a business trip out of town..."
"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier!"
Liang Feifan's expression suddenly changed, and he ran away without caring about his image.
Qin Song was kicked and fell to the ground in pain, rubbing his head. When he recovered, he realized he had fallen in the wrong place; a naked girl, like a lamb, was staring right into his eyes...
"Hey, hey, don't cry!"
Clearly, this statement had the opposite effect.
Turn
Gu Yan was very excited. Her father hadn't seen her for a very long time, and for some reason, he suddenly sent someone to pick her up and take her back to the Gu family residence.
"dad!"
Gu Boyun looked up from his memories of the past and saw his youngest daughter leaning against the door, her eyes bright and her smile charming. In that instant, the girl in white with black hair from more than twenty years ago seemed to have traveled through time and death to return to him.
He sighed and smiled. "Sit down."
Gu Yan obediently sat down on the sofa. "Where's my sister?"
"She's always busy."
Gu Boyun looked somewhat tired. "I heard that Fang Yicheng is back?"
Mentioning Fang Yicheng in this house made Gu Yan feel a little flustered. "Hmm."
"Yan'er, you... go with him." Gu Boyun pondered for a long time before speaking slowly.
"Dad..." Gu Yan called softly. She didn't expect her father to come to her because of Fang Yicheng, and she didn't expect her father to say such a thing. Although there was no question of forgiveness, he really didn't blame Fang Yicheng anymore.
Gu Boyun stood by the window, his back to his daughter. "I've thought about this for so many years, and in the end, it's all my fault. I've already let Mom down in this life. I hope you can have an easier time."
Tears welled up in her eyes; those memories from her youth, just recalling them, made her heart ache terribly. Go with Fang Yicheng… what about him? Would he have it easier? —But she was doing very well and was very content right now.
Gu Yan's tears welled up and slid down her fair face. "Daddy, Fang Yicheng and I will never have anything to do with each other again. Aunt Ruan... I was wrong too, and that's it. Besides, I'm fine now."
“Last night, I dreamt of your mother.” Gu Boyun’s face was unusually gentle, as if even thinking of that woman was a happy thing. “She blamed me. She said I didn’t take good care of you.”
“I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn’t fall back asleep. Thinking about all these years, I haven’t taken good care of anyone around me. Mingzhu works hard like a boy every day, and what about you…” Gu Boyun, a powerful figure in City C, choked up. “Xiaoyan, Dad is a bit stubborn. I’ve wronged you all these years.”
Gu Yan burst into tears. Since Aunt Ruan left, her father had never spoken to her so gently.
The touching scene was interrupted by the old butler, who frowned and said, "Master, Mr. Liang is here and says he wants to come up."
"You said you wanted to come up? What nonsense!" Gu Boyun glanced at his daughter, sighed, and decided not to argue with the young man. "Yan'er, go downstairs. Think carefully about what I said."
Gu Yan shook her head. "Dad, I'll stay here with you today." She didn't really want to pay attention to that strange man.
Gu Boyun smiled. There's always someone who can handle someone else. Only his little daughter can keep Tian Ge's arrogant son in check.
"Let's go back. Dad's tired. Let's do it another day."
Gu Yan bit her lip and left.
Liang Feifan stood anxiously at the top of the stairs, hands in his pockets. Just as he was about to rush up, he saw Gu Yan slowly walking down.
He stepped forward and put his arm around her. "What's wrong?" Damn it, I made her cry!
Gu Yan wiped away her tears, glared at him, pushed him away, and continued walking out.
What followed was the Cold War.
As usual, Liang Feifan had long forgotten that he was the one who had initially become angry. For days, he had gone to great lengths, practically plucking the moon from the sky, just to win a smile from the beauty. Unfortunately, the beauty was unyielding, coldly ignoring him no matter what.
Xiao Li and Chen Yubai made up as before, and Xiao Li turned around to act as a peacemaker. "Big brother, look, show some sincerity first. Our Xiao Yan has the softest heart. If you drink the penalty wine and apologize, she won't be angry anymore." Xiao Li handed over a large bottle of strong liquor with a smile.
Liang Feifan put down his wine glass, raised an eyebrow, and glanced at Gu Yan.
Gu Yan elegantly stirred the milkshake in her bowl, keeping her eyes down and her mind at ease.
Liang Feifan sighed softly, picked up the wine, and downed it all amidst cheers.
"Xiao Li, are you helping your older brother appease Sister Yan, or are you avenging your man?" Li Weiran crossed her arms dismissively. Everyone knows that the third brother's son is the most protective of his own. Chen Yubai's bruises are still shining brightly. How could she possibly help her older brother? She's more likely to take the opportunity to vent her grievances and seek revenge.
Everyone burst into laughter, while Xiao Li angrily chased Li Weiran around.
Liang Feifan stared at Gu Yan amidst the laughter and joking. After all, he wasn't immune to alcohol, and his head was a little dizzy. Only looking into her eyes made him feel a little better.
Gu Yan saw his eyes shining and staring blankly at her, and knew that he had drunk enough. This little brat, I'll remember this!
Ji Nan had been observing coldly for a long time when he walked up to Liang Feifan and said softly, "Brother, I'll help you."
Liang Feifan didn't look at him, and coldly snorted. He wasn't that drunk yet, and he knew very well what Ji Nan was thinking.
Ji Nan didn't dare to speak and waited quietly to the side.
After a long silence, Liang Feifan turned around and went back to sit on the sofa, coldly saying, "If you fall into my hands again, I won't give you the chance to beg me."
Ji Nan almost burst into tears.
The commotion lasted until midnight, then everyone went home.
Liang Feifan searched the entire place, but besides Ji Nan and her, Lao Liu was also missing.
The side door leading to the seventeenth floor slammed open and crashed against the wall, drawing everyone's attention. Gu Yan walked in, seemingly calm, but a storm was brewing beneath her calm exterior.
In the corridor outside the door, one could faintly hear Lao Liu's roar and the girl's crying. Ji Nan then leisurely walked in, closed the door, smiled at everyone, and slipped aside.
Gu Yan straightened her skirt, walked to Liang Feifan's side and smiled sweetly. Amidst a collective gasp, she softly said, "Feifan, let's go back. I'm so tired."
Everyone watched this scene in disbelief. This Ji Si is really capable. This time, the eldest brother will definitely reward him handsomely.
Xiao Li tilted her head and smiled. It was clearly the calm before the storm. What do you guys know? Someone's going to be in trouble.
Jealous
The journey was peaceful.
Liang Feifan had a vague idea of what was going on.
Joy gradually spread through her heart; it turned out that she wasn't completely indifferent to him after all.
As soon as Gu Yan got home, she started packing her luggage with a clattering sound, making her way from the ground floor hall to the second-floor bedroom like a whirlwind. Liang Feifan watched with a smile, arms crossed, while the servants, seeing this strange scene, all retreated to their rooms.
As she angrily picked up her suitcase and was about to leave, Liang Feifan stepped forward and blocked the door.