Seeing her soft and obedient appearance, constantly calling his name, Liang Feifan was overwhelmed with excitement. He thrust hard into her deepest part, a death-like pleasure shooting through his waist, and ejaculated while still pressed tightly against her.
The spraying had stopped for a long time, but he remained motionless. Gu Yan's back was aching from being bent over, and she had absolutely no strength left, so she could only weakly call out to him, "It hurts..."
He stepped back and held her to prevent her from sliding down. Gu Yan's hands and feet were trembling. Thinking about her current situation, she picked up her clothes from the ground and tried to put them on.
As she bent over, the liquid from her lower body slid down her thighs, her clear fluid mixed with his cloudy white fluid, slowly dripping down. Seeing this, Liang Feifan's recently extinguished lust reignited.
"Ah..." Gu Yan's dress, which she had just managed to put on, was torn open from behind by him, leaving it completely in two pieces of fabric, which were then thrown into the corner of the elevator.
Liang Feifan thrust into her from behind. Gu Yan was bent over, and with his thrust, she slammed straight into the glass. He pulled her hair back so her head wouldn't hit the glass, and she ended up face down on the mirror, being penetrated from behind.
"Mmm...you...don't be so...heavy..." She was pressed tightly against him, the air in her lungs was squeezed out by his fierce thrusts, and the words she spoke were fragmented. Her soft and seductive voice sounded even more alluring to him, making him unable to control himself, and he thrust in and out even deeper and harder.
His head leaned up to hers, his warm chest pressed against her back, their cheeks touching, and they both looked at each other in the mirror.
Gu Yan's cheeks were flushed, his favorite color. Her two full breasts, which he had abused so much, were pressed tightly against the mirror, squeezed and deformed. With each thrust deep into her body, they changed shape. His eyes burned with lust, and he possessed her with all his might. He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, swallowing all her screams, moans, and pleas for mercy.
Finally, Gu Yan's body was completely exhausted. She reached back and touched his waist, gently rubbing his tailbone with her fingertips. She knew he was vulnerable. Sure enough, he trembled with excitement and bit her hard on the lips. His lower body pressed against her so hard that her joints ached, and he finally released inside her.
He breathed heavily and gently massaged her body. Gu Yan had no strength left to say anything and leaned against him, drifting off to sleep.
Liang Feifan picked up the shirt, roughly wiped her down there, carefully wrapped it in his coat, held it in his arms, and pressed the button for the top floor.
When they reached the top floor, he carried her out naked. Gu Yan was drowsy as he carried her into the bathroom. By the time he gently washed her and carried her out, she had already fallen asleep.
Liang Feifan placed her on the bed and carefully covered her with the blanket. Looking at her sleeping face, she was as innocent and sweet as ever, or rather, carefree.
He stood at the window, watching her for a while, growing increasingly agitated. He took out a cigarette, lit it, glanced at the sleeping woman on the bed, and ultimately didn't light it. She hated people smoking.
That year, she had just started living with him, and he hadn't even touched her yet. Having just experienced the major upheaval of Ruan Wushuang's death, she was very silent, hugging herself like a little hedgehog, ignoring everyone. She spent all her time reading in her study, and he would stay with her all day, bringing all official documents to her home for his signature.
Once, when Rong Yan came over, the two of them casually lit cigarettes while talking. Gu Yan, who was curled up asleep on the sofa, suddenly took off the book covering her face, sat up blankly, glanced at them, and then burst into tears. Liang Feifan snatched Rong Yan's cigarette and stubbed it out along with his own, the speed of which startled Rong Er so much that he didn't dare to breathe.
After that, naturally no one in the family dared to smoke anymore, and no-smoking signs were posted all over the Liang's Building. Even Rong Yan and Li Weiran, who frequently came and went from the house, all quit smoking.
But she never said anything about it. As with everything before, he was good to her, and she accepted it, even in matters of the heart. It was as if Liang Feifan never required her to spend time or energy figuring things out.
The more she acted this way, the more he gave, and the more he gave, the emptier his heart felt.
A look of pain flashed in Liang Feifan's eyes.
I had a good night's sleep.
Gu Yan slowly woke up, closed her eyes, and lazily rolled up in the blanket.
One of the happiest things in life is waking up naturally and then lazily asking the person who was keeping you company as you slept: "What time is it?"
11:20.
Gu Yan suddenly became awake, not because of the time, but because the voice that answered her was a woman's.
On what grounds?
I had a good night's sleep.
One of the happiest things in life is waking up naturally and then lazily asking the person who was keeping you company as you slept: "What time is it?"
11:20.
Gu Yan suddenly became awake, not because of the time, but because the voice that answered her was a woman's.
Sure enough, when she sat up, she saw Chen Yunzhi standing smiling in front of her bed.
She changed into a lake-green business suit, a color that's hard to pull off, but on her, it made people feel relaxed and happy. Her light makeup complemented the vibrant color, making her look like she was in the sunshine of spring.
"These are a few outfits I picked out. Miss Gu, please choose one that will do." She pointed to a row of clothes hanging next to the small couch in front of the bed, neither humble nor arrogant. "Put your underwear here. Breakfast will be delivered in half an hour. Miss Gu, is there anything else you need?"
Gu Yan hugged the blanket, biting her lip in silence. She didn't give any orders, but she really wanted to scream at her, "Get out of here!"
However, Chen Yunzhi was very polite, addressing her as "Miss Gu," so she couldn't bring herself to throw a tantrum. She hadn't forgotten that she was now the vice president of Web International Real Estate. She would have many more dealings with her in the future. Gu Mingzhu's first lesson to her was: don't easily fall out with others, even those you hate most; always leave yourself some room for maneuver.
"It's nothing, please go out first," she said coldly.
Chen Yunzhi nodded and left.
Gu Yan gritted her teeth, enduring the aches and pains all over her body, and got up to shower and dress. Standing in the bathroom, she held a large towel to dry herself. Opposite her was a large mirror, and her body was covered with the red marks he had left behind, making her eyes sting with tears. After making love, he left her alone in bed and then called in another woman to "care for" her as if she were the mistress of the house. Liang Feifan, even if you're angry, this is going too far!
She walked out of the bedroom, casually picked out a white dress to change into. Opening the door, she felt another wave of irritation—Chen Yunzhi hadn't left; he was waiting for her outside.
Gu Yan ignored her and sat down at the breakfast table, sipping her milk in small sips.
Chen Yunzhi, quite tactlessly, didn't leave. He stood quietly for a while, then seemed to sigh, and slowly walked over, handing over a white medicine bottle.
"What?" Gu Yan frowned and didn't take it.
Chen Yunzhi chose her words carefully, "The president said he didn't have time last night—it's better to be safe. He instructed me to watch you take it." Chen Yunzhi's words were quite laborious; she had only come here because she had no other choice.
Contraceptive pills.
Just like in ancient times, after an emperor had finished favoring his concubine, someone would ask, "Should we keep her?" The young and cold-hearted emperor would sneer and shake his head, and someone would bring over a dark and bitter medicine and feed it to the woman who had just thought she was basking in the glow of love.
Gu Yan's face drained of color instantly, her legs went weak, and she stood up, supporting herself on the table. Through gritted teeth, she ordered Chen Yunzhi, word by word, "Summon Liang Feifan to see me."
Chen Yunzhi narrowed her eyes. Liang Feifan? What kind of tone was that? This was the first time she'd ever heard someone address the president by his full name. "Miss Gu—"
"Shut up! Get out and tell Liang Feifan to get over here right now!" Gu Yan tried her best to control herself from smashing the plate and cup on the woman's beautiful face.
Chen Yunzhi was very popular with the Liang family, and the senior employees were willing to mentor her. Regarding the president's private life, all the advice boiled down to one point: don't mess with Miss Yan.
So after weighing her options, she nodded and went out to look for someone.
Liang Feifan ignored her and didn't come in.
And he seemed very impatient, saying, "What's all the fuss about! I'm still in a meeting."
Gu Yan threw the bottle of medicine hard at his face. Liang Feifan caught it, his face even uglier. "Can't you be a little gentler?"
Just a few hours earlier, she had complained in the same tone: "Can't you be a little more gentlemanly?"
"Liang Feifan, what exactly do you want?" Gu Yan asked, puzzled. Didn't they reconcile last night?
"Miss Gu, shouldn't I be the one asking that question?" He put down the medicine, leaned against the table, crossed his long legs, put his hands in his pockets, looking irritable but pretending to be patient. He was clearly a charming young master from a wealthy family negotiating with his entangled female companion after a one-night stand.
"There's a limit to how much you can throw a tantrum!" Gu Yan got angry and frustrated when he called her "Miss Gu." How long was he going to keep being so stubborn?!
"Don't talk to me like you're coaxing a child!" Liang Feifan's expression changed, and he shouted at her sharply, his cold eyes seeming to want to torture her. "Gu Yan, since you want to talk things out, I won't play games with you."
He really hated her attitude that she always acted like no matter how much he threw a tantrum, he would still have to listen to her. He wasn't actually throwing a tantrum, but she always ignored him, until he realized that he was being unreasonable.
But this time, Gu Yan is truly different.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it. And I can no longer allow myself to waste time on a woman who doesn't have me in her heart. So, we've broken up. I hope you face the facts and stop bothering me," Liang Feifan said coldly.
Entangled and complicated? Gu Yan was stunned. "What about last night?"
"Last night?" Liang Feifan smiled cruelly, his ambiguous gaze lingering on her exposed skin. "What happened last night? Weren't we both very happy last night? That's what lovemaking is all about."
Love between a man and a woman? Gu Yan's vision went black, and she quickly sat down, instinctively pinching her thigh with her left hand, twisting the flesh hard until the pain made her tears back. She bit her lip, her limbs were ice-cold, and she listened as he used sharp words to cut through her shell.
“I’m sorry, I think I was too excited at the time and didn’t explain it to you beforehand, but you were enjoying it too, weren’t you?” he asked kindly.
"Stop talking!" Gu Yan finally couldn't hold back her tears, covering her eyes with her hands as tears streamed down her face. It was so painful; hearing him say those words made it hard for her to even breathe. With each word he spoke, her heart ached terribly.
"If you can guarantee that this matter ends here and there will be no more entanglement, then I don't need to say anything more." Liang Feifan added coldly, "Whether you want money or something else—for example, this bidding process—you can name your price."
He acted as if I was very generous.
A chill ran through Gu Yan, but she calmed down. She lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, her small body curled up in a defensive posture.
Seeing her curled up in a ball, silently shedding tears, Liang Feifan felt irritated. "Miss Gu, is there anything else? I'm very busy."
He took her silence as a yes and stood up to leave.
"Liang Feifan, I hate you," Gu Yan said softly, her voice choked with sobs.
Upon hearing the word "hate," Liang Feifan immediately stopped, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes.
He turned and walked over step by step, squatted down in front of her, lifted her chin, looked at her tear-streaked face, and said to her word by word, "No, Gu Yan, you don't hate me."
He gently wiped away her tears, "All along, it's been me who hated you."
Love can breed hate, and the amount of love I have for you is equal to the amount of hate I feel for you.
"What do you hate me for?" Gu Yan leaned back, wiping away her tears. "Liang Feifan, tell me, what do you hate me for?"
"You just hate that I don't care about you, but Liang Feifan, no matter how close you are to me, you can't get into my heart. What makes you think you know who I'm thinking about?" Unable to bear his approach, she stood up and walked around him, standing a meter away from him.
She always hides in her shell, but Liang Feifan, you gave me this shell, saying I could stay inside forever. How can you go back on your word now? And you want to break it with your own hands?
Gu Yan felt her blood rushing to her head, her fingers trembling uncontrollably, and all the words she had suppressed for so long, which she was too lazy to say, unwilling to say, and didn't want to say, surged into her heart.
"Liang Feifan, you think I'm selfish and willful, but there are so many women who are devoted to you. Why don't you just pick one? I, Gu Yan, am a selfish and willful person, but I didn't beg you to like me. Why are you bullying me like this just because I can't become the person you want me to be?"
She retreated step by step to where he had left the medicine bottle, picked it up, poured out a few pills, and swallowed them without water. The bitter taste on her tongue brought tears to her eyes again.
“You’re right. Yesterday was just a moment of passion. I won’t be so ungrateful again—no, there won’t be a future. I’ve fully accepted our breakup now, and I will never bother you again. Goodbye, Mr. Liang.” After she finished speaking, she ran out without looking back.
Women in this world are countless and beautiful: some are gentle and kind, some are understanding, some are intelligent and quick-witted, some are stunningly beautiful, some are rational and calm, and some are adorably absent-minded. Men in this world take what they need and can love whatever kind they want. I, Gu Yan, am just that kind of cold and selfish, and I am willing to live this kind of cold and selfish life. What's it to you?
Her hand had just touched the doorknob when someone grabbed it.
Liang Feifan's eyes clearly showed his hurt. He forcefully restrained the struggling Gu Yan and pressed her against the door. He lowered his head, their breaths mingling, and said, "Gu Yan, is this what you really think? I've kept you by my side for so many years, and in your eyes, it's just to mold you into the person I want you to be? Is this the kind of person you see me as?"
A barrage of questions left Gu Yan feeling confused and disoriented; she didn't want to think about these things that were bothering her. Gu Yan turned her head away, trying to create some distance between herself and him. "Mr. Liang, as two people who have already broken up, isn't this distance a bit too close for a conversation?"
Liang Feifan turned her face closer, their lips almost touching. His familiar scent surged through her, and Gu Yan's tears nearly welled up again. Liang Feifan lightly brushed her lips, saying, "Answer my question."
Gu Yan pushed him, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't budge him an inch. She stubbornly lowered her head and remained silent.
After a long silence, Liang Feifan sneered and released her. He took two steps back, crossed his arms, and stared intently at her with piercing eyes.
Gu Yan leaned against the door to support her overburdened body. Neither of them spoke, and the room was deathly silent.
"Can I leave now?" Gu Yan, defeated in the eye contact, asked coldly first.
Liang Feifan looked at her as if he wanted to etch her into his heart.
Gu Yan waited for a while but still didn't hear his reply. She gritted her teeth, opened the door, and went out.
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