As the banquet began, the crowd surged toward the stage. Liang Feifan gentlemanly held her close, preventing her from being jostled by the people around them. Chen Yunzhi inhaled his pleasant masculine scent, leaning against his warm, firm chest, and felt herself becoming intoxicated.
When Gu Yan remained silent on stage, Liang Feifan's arm around her waist tightened so much that she could hardly breathe.
When Director Fang appeared, she almost fainted. "President, if you don't let go of me, my boyfriend will start questioning the pinch marks on my waist," she teased him in a low voice.
Liang Feifan released her, and she, now free, immediately ran away. Saving her life was the priority.
Her boyfriend called, and she answered gently, her eyes following Liang Feifan as he silently downed his drink and stared menacingly at the smiling couple in the side room.
It turns out that he wasn't the cold and perfect god she had always seen; Liang Feifan was also a flesh-and-blood man with feelings and emotions.
Unfortunately, it wasn't for her, Chen Yunzhi.
No—if it's not, then it's not. Who cares?
When Director Fang's lips touched the back of Gu Yan's hand, didn't he feel the chill emanating from it? She, on the other hand, shivered.
She had arranged for her boyfriend to pick her up. After hanging up the phone, she took a leisurely sip of her drink. "Liang Feifan, who told you not to choose me? You're suffering, aren't you? You brought it on yourself," she thought smugly. Then she remembered her boyfriend's birthday was coming up. What gift should she choose? Perhaps, accept his proposal? Wouldn't that make him ecstatic?
In a daze, she leaned against the stained-glass window and saw two people kissing on the balcony.
With a raised eyebrow, she made a decision that could change her life forever.
I raised a glass to myself, Chen Yunzhi, wishing you happiness.
Chen Yunzhi quietly walked up to Gu Mingzhu and whispered a few words in her ear. Gu Mingzhu glanced at her without making a sound and smiled.
Chen Yunzhi smiled as he watched Gu Mingzhu lead people step by step toward the balcony.
"You reap what you sow," Chen Yunzhi thought to himself, looking at Liang Feifan's ashen face.
What's with the tiff? You were so passionate last night, why didn't you take this opportunity to make up? Instead, you made her spend the whole morning being cannon fodder.
At this point, wouldn't the female lead usually run out crying? Then the male lead chases after her in the pouring rain, and the two of them hug, apologize, fight, kiss, and swear oaths. But that Gu Yan actually said, "Tell Liang Feifan to get in here right now!"
She quietly reminded Liang Feifan, who was in a meeting, but he casually replied, "Can't you see I'm in a meeting?"
Considering Gu Yan's expression, she didn't dare to delay and had no choice but to repeat what Gu Yan had said.
Amidst a chorus of jaws dropping, Liang Feifan got up and "rolled" over.
Chen Yunzhi admired the diamond ring on his hand, absentmindedly comforting the heartbroken man: "Senior, why bother?"
Liang Feifan squeezed the bottle of medicine so hard that she could hear the teeth-grinding squeaking sound as it was compressed.
Clearly, he had no intention of having a heart-to-heart talk with her. She waited for a while, but he still didn't say anything, so she left.
As soon as the door was closed, there was a lot of banging and clanging inside.
"Smashing things again, really." Chen Yunzhi heard Secretary Lin complaining that the president's office desk had been replaced several times this month.
Thankfully, my darling is very gentle. Chen Yunzhi patted his chest in relief.
"Push this broken car into the sea!" Liang Feifan's face was ashen.
Chen Yunzhi frowned. "Where's the damage? Wasn't it a new Mercedes-Benz we bought last month?"
But didn't we crash into a pillar in front? How did the dents on the car come about? Chen Yunzhi secretly glanced at Liang Feifan's hand, and sure enough, there were some abrasions on his knuckles, and they were swollen.
"Did you hear me!" the boss roared in fury.
The two henchmen frantically pushed the car out, secretly giving Chen Yunzhi a meaningful look. Chen Yunzhi shrugged; she had no choice. If they wanted to make a request, they would have to beg the person who had just sped away.
Tsk tsk, the way he stepped on the gas, and the way his eyes were like knives flying.
"Mr. President, would you like a ride?" she asked with a charming smile.
Liang Feifan nodded with a stern face.
"Getting married?" Liang Feifan finally realized that there were still living people around him.
Chen Yunzhi looked at the pink diamond ring on her hand and smiled sweetly, "Well—Zhiyuan was afraid you'd take it for real, so he made the first move."
Zhiyuan was very dissatisfied with Liang Feifan's frequent summons to see her recently.
Liang Feifan chuckled softly, "Zhiyuan is very fortunate."
Zhiyuan, you're so lucky—are you praising me as a good woman? So, you also think I'm a good woman?
Chen Yunzhi's smile faded, his eyes sparkling captivatingly. After a long while, he spoke softly, "Liang Feifan, I want to ask you—purely out of curiosity—why don't you like me? I clearly knew you before Gu Yan, I clearly, I'm clearly much better than her."
She uttered the last sentence angrily. In the end, she was still resentful. Even though she was about to happily marry someone else, even though he was currently in dire straits, his mind tormented by a little girl's capriciousness, she still wanted to know: where exactly did I, Chen Yunzhi, lose?
Liang Feifan seemed completely unsurprised.
“Yunzhi,” he said frankly to his junior sister who had followed him for many years, “if I knew why, I wouldn’t have to make a fool of myself in front of you every day.”
"As for what makes her good, how would I know? If I did know, I could find a hundred or a thousand people to replace her goodness."
Chen Yunzhi's fingers gripped the steering wheel so tightly they turned blue. He had no idea what was so good about her—in truth, how could he bear to compare her to anyone else, right?
Love is the most absurd thing in the world. A person appears in a certain year and month, bumps into your arms, and you can never forget them.
Some people are hard to pinpoint exactly what's so great about them, but no one can replace them.
Chen Yunzhi smiled knowingly.
When I get back, I'll ask that idiot, "What do you like about me?"
Holding hands
Gu Yan woke up after sleeping for less than an hour. Her lower back was very sore, and she was also feeling uncomfortable with waves of discharge from her lower body. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep soundly.
When Liang Feifan saw her come out of the lounge, he frowned and reached out to press the intercom on the table. "Secretary Lin, bring the things in."
Secretary Lin quickly brought in steaming hot brown sugar water, along with some small desserts that Gu Yan usually liked to eat.
Gu Yan sipped the brown sugar water slowly. It contained several Chinese herbs for regulating menstruation, and had a slightly bitter and astringent, yet refreshing, taste.
What are you looking at?
Liang Feifan, head bowed, waved the documents in his hand, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "You don't actually think you've won just because you knocked out Weber's development proposal, do you?"
Gu Yan rolled her eyes at him, picked up her cup, and walked over. Wei Bo's development proposal and Yao Lin's were placed side by side. Liang Feifan had made some marks on them with a pen.
"Which one do you think is better?" Gu Yan asked him, putting down her cup.
Liang Feifan didn't say anything, but pushed Yaolin's forward.
Gu Yan frowned. "Why?"
She spoke softly, her tone questioning, but to Liang Feifan, it sounded like a lingering, undulating wave.
"The partners Liang's needs should have a stable level of competence. Gu Mingzhu has been too hasty lately, and the whole team is a bit restless," Liang Feifan said, speaking in a very serious and methodical manner when discussing business.
Gu Yan scoffed, "Are you saying that my joining has lowered Webber's standards?"
"So what do you think Gu Mingzhu saw in you that made her want you to join Web International English? Your excellent memory?"
Gu Yan was unhappy and threw the document at him. "I've tried my best too—you've been learning this since elementary school, so of course you don't find it difficult."
She was dressed in a black suit, her skin as white as snow. When she got angry, her face regained some color, and her beautiful eyes sparkled, making her stunningly beautiful.
Liang Feifan could no longer harden his heart. He gently tugged at her, pulling her into his arms and holding the cup to her lips. "Alright, alright, you must drink some more. How long has it been since you took those prescribed medicines?"
Gu Yan's expression suddenly turned cold. "I did take my medicine."
Her health was always maintained with medication prepared and regulated by a specialist. Even after she moved out of the Liang family home, someone would still deliver her prepared medicine every month.
"Hmm?" He slipped his hand under her clothes and gently massaged her lower abdomen.
"After taking the medicine for a few days, the pain started again." She looked down and fiddled with the buttons on her clothes, remembering the last time, also here, when Chen Yunzhi smiled and handed her a white medicine bottle.
Liang Feifan seemed to let out a soft sigh.
"I'm going back to the company." There was no point in saying more, and as she tried to stand up, he pulled her back down and held her even tighter.
"Does it hurt a lot?" he asked softly in her ear, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Gu Yan thought for a moment, then asked with a double meaning, "Where are you referring to?"
Physically or mentally?
"Liang Feifan, didn't you say we had nothing to do with each other anymore? What does this mean now?" she asked the person behind her quietly.
Liang Feifan suddenly bit her shoulder hard, the bite penetrating through her clothes.
Gu Yan screamed, broke free, and ripped off one side of her collar, revealing a ring of red teeth marks. She glared at him angrily, "You're a pervert!"
The conspicuous, suggestive marks on her snow-white skin made Liang Feifan's eyes darken. He suddenly stood up, and before she could react, he had her encircled in his arms. He pulled open her collar and lowered his head to suck on the tooth mark.
"Gu Yan, rather than keeping you by my side, I would rather forget you completely—if I could. You have no idea how much you've tormented me." He tightened his grip, kissing her neck as he spoke.
Gu Yan felt a pang in her heart, "Me too!"
Liang Feifan pressed her towards him, kissed her stubborn little mouth, gently bit her lips, licked open her teeth with his tongue, pulled out her little tongue, and savagely sucked it in his mouth.
Gu Yan's tongue was pulled painfully, and she protested vaguely. She pounded her fists on his chest, but he grabbed them and rubbed them against his chest.
"Is President Liang getting excited again? It's better to be clear about some things. Right now—I'm not really enjoying it." He finally released her aching tongue, and Gu Yan said breathlessly.
Liang Feifan tore open her clothes and began kissing her chest, sighing breathlessly, "You little vengeful thing."
Gu Yan's eyes reddened, and she turned her face away coldly, "You treat me like a precious little darling during sex, but once we're done with our pants, you just throw pills at me and give me a check—Liang Feifan, what do you take me for now?"
Liang Feifan stopped teasing her, looked up, and looked at her carefully. "Gu Yan, you've changed."
She will remember his words now, and she will consider their relationship. She is no longer the carefree woman who didn't want to think about anything.
“No one stays the same forever. Everything that happens around you, everyone that appears, changes you. You always say I’m willful—Feifan, who gave me the privilege of being willful? You spoiled me so much that I was on top of the world, and then you dragged me down and stepped on me, saying who allowed you to go up there! Don’t you think you’re ridiculous?” Gu Yan asked him seriously.
Liang Feifan sincerely admired Gu Mingzhu. In just a few months with her, Gu Yan had become much sharper and more clear-headed than before. After straightening her clothes, he pressed her into his chair, leaned against the desk, arms crossed, his face grave. "So, Gu Yan, tell me what I should do? What I want, you're unwilling to give me. What can I do? Going back and forth like this, do you think you're the only one causing trouble?"
“If I didn’t know you were also suffering, do you think I would still be willing to talk to you face to face like this?” Gu Yan frowned. “Liang Feifan, it’s not that I’m not jealous, it’s that I trust you. I believe you would never touch another woman.”
It's not that I don't care, it's just that I trust you.
Liang Feifan's eyes were burning.
What a touching sentence.
He knelt down in front of the chair, gripping the armrests, and kissed her lips. First, he gently licked and lightly tasted them, but then, not satisfied, he took her mouth in his, gently biting her lips with his teeth before sucking hard. She opened her mouth automatically, sticking out her soft little tongue, mimicking him, licking everywhere in his mouth, leaving sparks in her eyes.
Liang Feifan stopped the kiss in time. He remembered that she was not feeling well.