"Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of ulterior motives or theft," Gu Yan replied casually as she walked past him.
Rong Yan's face turned green.
There are two kinds of happiness: one is spontaneous, and the other, like hers with Rong Yan, is built on the suffering of others.
Liang Feifan smiled and opened his arms. She went over and sat in his lap, flipping through the files on his desk. "Busy, huh?" Liang Feifan buried his head in her neck, inhaling her fragrance, and relaxed completely. "Hmm, schedule all the important projects for the second half of the year, and postpone some that involve a wide range of people."
He was looking at summaries of the city's major future construction projects—top-secret documents. Gu Yan, having been guided by him for some time, had already grasped some of the business aspects. Her eyes gleamed as she carefully examined the area facing Wei Bo. Liang Feifan gave her neck a hard suck, "Aren't you going to ask me what I'm doing with the next six months free?"
Gu Yan turned her head and said matter-of-factly, "Make time for the wedding." From wedding preparations to the honeymoon, half a year isn't actually that long, but it's not easy for him to take a six-month vacation after managing such a large company, she thought generously.
Liang Feifan pulled her back, and she lay sideways in his arms, their foreheads touching. He laughed heartily, "Miss Gu Yan, you're too unreserved."
Gu Yan was furious and reached out to grab his ear. "I haven't even married you yet, and you're already starting to dislike me! I'm not marrying you anymore!"
Liang Feifan grabbed her hand, kneaded it in his palm, lowered his head to kiss her, and deeply probed her mouth, feeding her his saliva, then stirring it in her mouth, sucking it out and swallowing it down, the oldest vow, to support each other through thick and thin.
"Will you be back tonight?" he invited her in a low, hoarse voice.
Gu Yan shook her head. After joining Web International English, she moved into Gu Mingzhu's apartment, which Gu Mingzhu called "for easier management." If she didn't go back tonight, Gu Mingzhu would definitely laugh at her tomorrow. "The pitch meeting is tomorrow morning, I need to prepare."
Liang Feifan, feeling discouraged, lazily hugged her and asked, "Prepare what? Memorize a speech?"
"I also had a part in revising the drawings, okay?!" She was very annoyed by his disdain. Jessica said that to fully understand a design process, one must first go through the design drawings carefully, with all the details in mind, and only by combining text and pictures can one explain them clearly.
She opened her notebook in her bag and showed him the drawings from the second draft, one by one. "See? I redraw it bit by bit according to the sample. I learned AutoCAD from scratch. It was very hard and annoying."
Liang Feifan glanced at it twice, then guided her hand to the cursor. "That's all the design we've come up with. The whole team has only managed this much." He wrapped his arms around her, his hands deftly typing on the keyboard, revising several drawings back and forth. Gu Yan understood a little bit of the trick, nodding frequently. How could he figure it out with just a glance? Lin Yuan and the others had stayed up all night, their makeup looking haggard, yet Gu Mingzhu was still dissatisfied, constantly criticizing them. Hmm, as expected of someone with a double degree in architecture and business from a prestigious university, his work is always impressive.
"Then take a look at this." She opened another folder, which contained her own half-finished third draft.
"Huh?" Liang Feifan asked in surprise, "Who made this?"
"What's wrong?" Gu Yan asked expectantly. What? Is it alright? He looked so surprised.
"Given Mingzhu's temper, this author should have been dragged out to fill the sea, right?" he asked, feigning doubt.
Gu Yan slammed her laptop shut, turned her face, and bit his chin hard, refusing to let go. Liang Feifan chuckled, reaching out to tickle her, and the two of them wrestled together in their office chairs. The laptop gradually tilted and fell to the floor with a thud.
Gu Yan hurriedly picked it up and opened it, exclaiming in frustration, "It's gone—Liang Feifan! You have to pay me back!" The hard drive was shaken, and the files were lost before she could save them.
Liang Feifan crossed his arms behind his head, looking at her with a half-smile. Gu Yan got annoyed and pinched the little red dot on his chest through his shirt. Liang Feifan winced and clutched his chest, sighing as he pressed her down, "If there were a competition in this world where unreasonable behavior is the only way to win, you would undoubtedly be the champion."
"Are you going to pay me or not?!"
Liang Feifan leaned close to her ear and whispered intimately, "If you spend the night with me, I'll give you a design as compensation." Gu Yan blushed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pecked him on the cheek. "Deal."
Today, Wei Bo took a half-day off to relax before the big battle. Gu Yan didn't need to go back to the company; she stayed with him at Liang's. They sat facing each other at the large desk. Liang Feifan reviewed his work plans, while Gu Yan taught herself the basics of design. The bright office was bathed in the warm afternoon sun; it would have been a shame to keep the windows closed with the air conditioning on. Gu Yan opened all four windows, and a gentle breeze carrying the scent of dust in the sunlight wafted in, making the atmosphere even more cozy.
Two people, a large cup of coffee with lots of milk, taking sips from each other, occasionally their fingers touching when they both reach for the cup at the same time, childishly rubbing against each other, smiling and gazing at each other, the quiet time flowing by, just like the happy years they wanted.
"How much longer are you going to dawdle before you come down?" Liang Feifan's deep, annoyed voice came through the phone. He'd been waiting downstairs since 7 PM, and it had taken him two hours and forty-nine minutes. He said he'd wait until Gu Mingzhu was asleep before sneaking down, but who knows if Gu Mingzhu knew he was going out all morning and was deliberately making things difficult? Who stays up this late?!
Gu Yan covered the microphone and answered him softly, "What's the rush? We've been waiting for so long."
Liang Feifan was furious with her. "I'll wait another ten minutes. If you don't come down, I'm going upstairs to knock on the door."
"Fifteen minutes."
"……good."
"Let's keep it to twenty minutes!"
"Gu Yan!"
She chuckled softly, "Turn around."
Liang Feifan turned around and saw her standing less than ten meters behind him, wearing a pink long-sleeved casual tracksuit and matching pants. Her hair was slightly damp, cascading down her back like seaweed, and her eyes crinkled with laughter. He walked over and pulled her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her up to his level. Her feet left the ground as she struggled in his arms, but he kissed her, enjoying her soft submission, the kiss growing deeper and deeper.
She punched his shoulder with her small fist, and he reluctantly let go after a long while. "My sister isn't asleep yet. I sneaked down while she was taking a shower. Let's go."
Liang Feifan chuckled, pressing his forehead against hers. "Why do I feel like we're having an affair right now?"
Gu Yan hooked her arm around his neck, looked up and laughed, "It's not an affair, it's an elopement."
Liang Feifan carried her into the car, fastened her seatbelt, and drove back to the Liang residence.
When the maids saw Miss Yan return, they all came forward to greet her warmly. Liang Feifan pulled her upstairs and rushed upstairs, waving his hand impatiently, "Go downstairs, don't come out tonight unless you have to."
Gu Yan secretly pinched him. How could you talk like that!
The servants chuckled and scattered. Gu Yan blushed and teased him, but he didn't say much. He kissed her passionately, and the two became entangled. Their clothes started to fall from the stairs and by the time they reached the bed in the bedroom, they were both naked.
"Hmm...missed me, didn't you?" He touched her lower body, which was already slightly damp, and breathed warmly into her ear as he asked. Gu Yan had also felt the fluid flowing out when she was aroused, and his teasing made her feel both ashamed and embarrassed. She closed her legs and pushed him away. Liang Feifan's desire was already at the entrance of her vagina, ready to ignite at any moment. How could he back out now? He forcefully pried her legs apart with both hands, thrust forward, and plunged his entire penis into her body.
He had been holding back for a long time and was extremely excited. As soon as he entered her, she felt a swelling and some pain, and she tried to shrink upwards. Liang Feifan smiled maliciously and let her try to escape upwards. The point of contact gradually opened up, and when only about a third of her was inside him, he reached out and pressed her shoulders down forcefully. He thrust his hips forward, and she screamed as he was filled, arching her body. He lowered his head without ceremony, took her full breasts into his mouth, and swallowed them in large gulps, sucking hard. His lower body moved like a motor, quickly entering and exiting her body.
Liang Feifan's explosive power was astonishing. Gu Yan was so stimulated by him that she couldn't even speak, only able to cry out in rhythm with him. His arms were on her shoulders, and his lower body pressed against her as he thrust in and out. She was trapped beneath him and couldn't escape. The stimulation was so intense that she felt like she was going to die. Her hands unconsciously clung to his arms, scratching red streaks on his firm muscles. The sharp pain made him even more bloodthirsty and excited. Her sensitivity was stretched to the limit. When he withdrew, some alluring tender flesh was pulled out, only to be pushed back into her body as he thrust in hard.
Amidst the groans and moans filling the room, Gu Yan trembled as she climaxed under his intense assault. Liang Feifan held her tightly, feeling her firm, tender flesh gripping him and causing him to tremble. Her small mouth was open in a daze, red and slightly swollen. He lowered his head and sealed it with his saliva, feeding her his own. Watching her unconsciously swallow it, he was overwhelmed with excitement. He kneaded her limp body again and again, positioning her on her side. He lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder, kneeling on either side of her other leg. His large hands grabbed her hands and clasped them behind her back around her waist. She curled up on the bed into a seductive pose with her chest out.
"It hurts... Feifan... It hurts... Ah..." He thrust his hips and she was pushed upwards, but his hand was held back, so she could only pull back. How much strength he had! Gu Yan's wrist hurt terribly, but hearing the sound of the two of them slapping each other's skin beneath her, her soft cries of pain seemed to urge him on.
Liang Feifan moved his hand up, grabbing her arm, and began thrusting hard again. "Where does it hurt? Hmm? Yan'er?..." He mischievously struck her most sensitive spot, grinding against it before pulling away. Gu Yan trembled with a tingling sensation, the pain in her wrist disappearing. She begged him desperately, twisting her waist to match his rhythm. After a long while, he finally released her, satisfied, grabbing her legs and turning her around, pressing her tightly against his chest, biting her neck. His lower back was numb, but he'd forgotten to bring a condom. He asked her breathlessly, "Is today a safe period?"
Gu Yan's body was tense, waiting for his final outburst. He was still dawdling, so she bit his ear and weakly replied, "No—it doesn't matter..." Liang Feifan could no longer hold back. He pulled back completely and withdrew, then thrust lightly twice more before finally slamming into her twice and ejaculating deep inside her.
The next day, Liang Feifan was awakened by a ringing phone. He tightened his embrace around the person in him; she was still fast asleep, her head nestled against his chest, closest to his heart. The exposed skin on her chest and neck bore the marks of their passionate night. His initial resentment at being woken vanished instantly. He reached for her phone, which she had tossed on the floor—her alarm, probably meant to sneak back early. Liang Feifan brought the phone closer to her. "Yan'er, do you want to get up?"
She frowned and waved her hand in her sleep, slapping it against his hand. She rolled over and snuggled closer to him. "I called you, don't get up on your own," he said softly in her ear, rubbing her back. Otherwise, this lady would definitely take her anger out on him again if she woke up.
Unfortunately, the CEO of Liang's Group miscalculated. Even if he had called her, and even if she hadn't wanted to get up at the time, he would still be held responsible.
"Why didn't you call me a couple more times! How am I supposed to get back now!" She pinched his arm, twisting it almost 360 degrees. Liang Feifan hissed in pain, "How was I supposed to know if I'd gotten yelled at too if I'd woken you up? -- Why did you wake me up!"
His shameless behavior was even more annoying. Gu Yan pinched and pounded him in his arms, making breakfast a chaotic and noisy affair.
Car sex
Since it was late anyway, Liang Feifan simply took her to Gu Mingzhu's place to get her things and went directly to Liang's company. When the two entered, Gu Mingzhu was having breakfast at the dining table. Seeing Liang Feifan bring Gu Yan in, she smiled slightly.
Good morning, both of you.
"Good morning, sis." Gu Yan stuck out her tongue and went into her room.
Liang Feifan watched her figure disappear down the stairs, and the smile on his lips gave Gu Mingzhu goosebumps. "Don't worry, I'll fire her after this case is over," Gu Mingzhu said with a smile to reassure him.
“That’s what I was thinking too,” Liang Feifan said, walking over and sitting down. “I’m going to visit your father in the next couple of days. As for the wedding, I’ll discuss it with Uncle Gu when my parents return to China next month.”
Gu Mingzhu put down the toast in her hand and glanced at the tightly closed door upstairs... "It's best if you don't go before your father comes back. If you're really worried, find a time when I'm free and we'll go together."
Liang Feifan frowned slightly, but nodded nonetheless. After a moment of silence, Liang Feifan smiled gently. "What about the betrothal gifts? I don't think Uncle Gu will have any requests. Mingzhu, you can ask for anything; I'm sincere." His words to Mingzhu were very understanding, and Gu Mingzhu smiled knowingly, teasing him, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get what you deserve."
Gu Yan quickly grabbed her bag and came downstairs. "Let's go!"
Gu Mingzhu slowly spread butter on the toast. "I'm not going. If I have to do this little thing myself, people will laugh at me. You should be more assertive."
Gu Mingzhu can't come. To put it bluntly, it's an obstacle course, testing her decision-making under immense pressure. Gu Mingzhu really wants to win, but she wants the Rong family to think she won easily, that she could win simply through strategic planning.
Gu Mingzhu personally revised the first draft, working through two sleepless nights to ensure it still amazed everyone even after its initial presentation. Yao Lin's proposal was also modified; what was rather unethical was that they highlighted the weaknesses of Wei Bo's proposal in their own, making Wei Bo's staff break out in a cold sweat in comparison.
Rong Yan sat upright, his expression serious, and read out the results of the anonymous vote by the review panel: "Four to three, Yaolin's first proposal wins."
Cheers erupted from Yaolin's side. Gu Yan frowned, watching coldly. Rong Yan took a deep breath, trying not to attract attention, and ran over. "Sister Yan," he bent down and explained in a low voice, "This—you know, business is business."
Gu Yan nodded, stood up and shook hands with him, "President Rong, I understand. The outcome is still undecided, so there's no rush."
Rong Yan froze as she held his hand. He had anticipated a hundred ways Gu Yan might turn on him on the spot, and he had even brought Xiao Si, who was waiting upstairs for his call. But her composed and elegant demeanor—did she have some powerful backup plan in store?
Gu Yan genuinely suppressed the frustration brought on by disappointment. When Gu Mingzhu taught her the rules of social interaction, she simply said one sentence: "Wear a mask." Although losing the first plan meant the battles to come would be much tougher, she couldn't afford to lose face after losing the project. So she smiled even more sweetly, which thrilled Rong Yan.
Just as I stepped out of the conference room, Liang Feifan called. "Come up."
"No! I'm in a bad mood." Gu Yan never thought of wearing a mask when it came to him.
Liang Feifan's low laughter drifted over, "You said you wanted fair competition, and now you're throwing a tantrum because you lost? Are you cheating?"
"Who said it was fair competition?! It's obvious that someone is deliberately showing favoritism." Of course, she knew who Rong Yan represented, but his difficulties were also one of the obstacles for her sister to marry into the Rong family, and there was nothing she could do about it.
"Oh? Then please provide the evidence, Miss Gu. If it's conclusive, I will definitely give Wei Bo justice." Liang Feifan said calmly.
Gu Yan suddenly remembered something, "Evidence... Hmph."
Jessica was so shocked by the plan in Gu Yan's notebook that she raised her pinky finger again and exclaimed, "This...this...where did this come from?"
Gu Yan crossed her arms like Gu Mingzhu, glanced at him disdainfully, and snorted coldly, "Where did it come from? Of course I did it, or was it you?"
Lin Yuan's eyes focused, his cheeks flushed, and he exclaimed in awe, "A miracle!"
Gu Yan brushed aside the two people whose faces were pressed against the screen and opened another folder. "These are my revisions to the second draft. Take a look."
Lin Yuan and Jessica both gasped. Lin Yuan exploded, "I need to calm down! This world has gone mad!" Jessica, tears streaming down her face, clung to the window as if to jump, "Don't stop me! Nobody stop me! With such a genius existing, what's the point of my existence in this industry!" The second draft was the result of their hard work, bit by bit. Gu Yan's "modifications" were just a few strokes, but they highlighted the essence of their design, covered up their shortcomings and roughness, and solved several problems that had been troubling them.
Gu Yan gently pushed him, startling Jessica who let out a soft scream and tumbled down. "You mean, this plan will win?" After all, she was a beginner, and she didn't quite understand some of the more sophisticated aspects of Liang Feifan's design, nor was she sure just how good it was.
Jessica and Lin Yuan exchanged a glance and both raised their right hands. "If this plan still doesn't win, I'll commit seppuku!" They were joking; a genius of this caliber couldn't possibly be concealed by a company like Weber Yaolin. "Gu Yan, whose design was this? Please, just tell me the name! Even the surname will do!" Jessica and Lin Yuan knew, of course, that it wasn't Gu Yan's work.
Gu Yan tossed her hair. "Didn't I say? The designer's name is Gu Yan." She smiled mischievously and turned to go into Gu Mingzhu's office.
Gu Mingzhu pondered for a full ten minutes, her eyes hesitant. Finally, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes, but her expression returned to calm. "Not bad."
Gu Yan was surprised, "Only good? Didn't Jessica and the others treat it as a miracle?"
"I'm leaving this small matter to you, the vice president. You're in full charge. Don't keep bothering me with it." She lowered her head and continued reading the report in her hand, but her trembling fingers gripping the folder betrayed her calm. Gu Yan suddenly realized—this was tacit approval.
When the second draft was voted on, the score was still four to three, with Wei Bo winning. Gu Yan felt she deserved the victory, but she noticed that Rong Yan seemed hesitant when congratulating her. When she asked Liang Feifan, he smiled and raised his hands, "Miss Gu said I wasn't allowed to interfere, so how could I dare to make the decision on my own?"
Gu Yan pinched his cheek and teased, "I wouldn't dare to miss you."
Liang Feifan grabbed her hand and kneaded it in his palm. "Yan'er, is there any difference between winning with my plan and giving the project to Weber? I mean, is it really necessary to go through all that trouble? I can guarantee that the Rong family won't be able to find a single clue, right?" He was fed up with the feeling that the two busy people couldn't find time to date.
"There's a difference! I want to become famous overnight, then retire from the martial world after making a name for myself. Isn't that great?" She said with great enthusiasm and excitement, and Liang Feifan couldn't help but laugh, kissing her face repeatedly.
Actually, Gu Yan's starting point was—if she won, Rong Yan would definitely be in trouble; if she lost, well, even the design of the CEO of Liang's Group wasn't affirmed, what else could it be but cheating?
At the same time, Rong Yan sneezed for no apparent reason.
When the third draft was presented, Wei Bo's proposal was met with complete silence. Rong Yan's expression changed with each slide.
“We need to hold an emergency meeting.” Before the vote, Rong Yan led the review team into the small conference room, leaving behind an anxious Yao Lin and an extremely calm Wei Bo.
"What are your opinions?" Rong Yan asked his subordinates in a deep voice, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.
After a long hushed discussion, an engineer representative hesitantly spoke up, "President Rong, we all feel that Weber's proposal seems quite unusual."