Everyone looked at Qin Sang with smiles, but Qin Sang smiled coldly, her sharp eyes making Pighead tremble. "What bad luck, I'm resigning. You'll all be out of a job."
She spoke slowly, one word at a time.
Pighead's face immediately turned cold. No matter what, she was still his employee. Couldn't he even make a joke?
"Qin Sang!" Sister Chen called out in a low voice to stop her.
Qin Sang ignored everyone, pushed back her chair, stood up gracefully, took off her work badge and put it on the table, saying, "I'll have my assistant bring my resignation letter another day. I'm leaving now."
He left with such a dashing air.
Gu Yan was also disgusted by Zhu Tou's intentional or unintentional boasting about them as top courtesans in a brothel, but being as carefree as she was, she never imagined being as arrogant as Qin Sang. A writer who comes from experiencing life firsthand is indeed different.
Qin Sang still felt uncomfortable. Wherever she went and whatever she did, people looked at her with the same admiring gaze that seemed to look through her eyes. This feeling was unbearable for someone as independent and proud as Qin Sang.
Gu Yan understood somewhat that in the past few months, having been freed from Liang Feifan's complete protection, she had learned a lot.
Qin Sang was overjoyed to hear that Gu Yan had given herself a break and was also planning to resign, so she invited Gu Yan to go out and have some fun together.
Ever since Xiao Li got drunk at the bar and was almost bullied, her cunning husband has forbidden her from going out and having fun. Gu Yan and Qin Sang are both a little afraid of Chen Yubai, this smiling but treacherous guy, and after thinking about it, they decided not to drag her along.
"How about this outfit?" Qin Sang asked Gu Yan excitedly. Since it was a celebration of freedom, she naturally had to dress a bit sexy.
"Uh, the neckline is a little too high," Gu Yan honestly offered her opinion.
Qin Sang nodded in agreement, having reached a similar conclusion, and took the place.
"What about this one?"
Gu Yan gasped. "Sang Sang, we need to call Si Ji along, otherwise you'll definitely get kidnapped." Qin Sang's temperament was strangely unpredictable. Wearing this white pencil skirt, she was both innocent and seductive. Gu Yan couldn't bear to look away.
“Okay, she’s been staying home growing her hair out. Let’s call her over, pick out an outfit for her too, and then, since we’re both working-class, let her treat us.” Qin Sang smiled, her eyes crinkling.
Ji Nan's hair had already reached past her ears, lying softly and covering her face, making her look like a particularly pitiful girl. When she arrived, she was wearing an oversized T-shirt that covered her hot pants, revealing her two fair thighs, and canvas shoes, just like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student.
As soon as Gu Yan and Qin Sang saw her, they went up to pinch her cheeks. "Si Ji, you're so lucky! You've been disguised as a man for years and time seems to have turned back. You're so tender and youthful."
"Stop talking nonsense, here you go, buy it and leave." Ji Nan tossed a credit card to the sales assistant next to her. She had originally made an appointment with Li Yan for barbecue, but the two troublemakers said they only realized they didn't have any money after buying clothes, so she had to come to their rescue.
"This is yours!" Qin Sang handed her a black dress.
"What? Hey! You two dead women!" Ji Nan took the bag and was pushed into the changing room by Gu Yan.
The three of them practically turned the entire pub upside down.
Qin Sang wore a white dress, conservative in the front but revealing fabric all the way up to her waist in the back. Her hair was pulled back, revealing her smooth back and her curvaceous figure, alluring and graceful. Gu Yan's light blue dress was made of dozens of layers of tulle, flowing gracefully with every turn. She let her long, wavy hair down, wore light makeup, and possessed a pure yet enigmatic aura, fluttering like a butterfly as she danced. Ji Nan wore a black, form-fitting dress, a simple halter-neck style that revealed her two slender, snow-white legs, making her incredibly sexy and captivating.
"Sangsang, if I tell that man that the person he's with is Ji Nan, the fourth young master of the Ji family, will his jaw drop?" Gu Yan whispered with a chuckle in Qin Sang's ear.
Before Qin Sang could answer, Ji Nan made a big commotion.
That clueless man actually reached into Ji Nan's collar and started groping him. Young Master Ji executed a perfect over-the-shoulder throw, and the man immediately fell to the ground unconscious.
Unfortunately, such a short skirt was really unsuitable for fighting. More and more people gathered around, and the three of them started to panic. At this point, Ji Nan didn't have the face to jump out and say, "Don't move! I'm Ji Si!"
Nobody believes it!
"Sang Sang," Ji Nan turned his head and asked in a low voice, "did you put safety shorts under my skirt just now?"
Qin Sang glanced around and calmly replied, "No."
Gu Yan added quietly, "And also, Siji, your underwear is see-through."
Ji Nan was in despair.
This must be what Lao Wu and the others often say: "A thousand years of cultivation can be lost in a single day."
Li Yan twirled the pen, unhurried and meticulous, "Name?"
"Gu Yan".
"Qin Sang".
"...Ji Nan."
"Hmm, age?"
"Um, haven't you two had your birth charts analyzed yet?" Qin Sang tilted her head and asked Li Yan, feigning innocence.
Li Yan cleared his throat. "Be serious!"
Why are you causing trouble?
"Because that person took advantage of your wife," Gu Yan said with a light laugh to Li Yan.
Ji Nan let out an embarrassed sob, his face turning as red as a tomato. He covered his eyes with his slender fingers. How could things have turned out this badly! Someone had actually called the police, and all of them had been taken to the police station!
Thankfully, she's retired from this life; she really wasn't suited to be in this business anymore.
Li Yan put down his pen and paper, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the little woman who had stood him up with a smile. Her black dress made her skin look as white as snow, and a blush appeared on her fair face. Her small features were beautiful and delicate. Her medium-length hair, which she had grown for him, was styled with hair wax to stand up, showing off her long and beautiful neck. The rise and fall of her neckline made his mouth go dry instantly.
Qin Sang nudged Gu Yan lightly and said with a smile, "Gu Yan, shouldn't we go out first?"
Gu Yan looked at Li Yan questioningly, and he nodded slightly. They then laughed and left the two of them alone.
This was Qin Sang's first time wandering around a police station. She looked around, touched things, and took out her phone to jot down notes, as inspiration flowed freely.
The two were chatting and laughing when someone rushed in, almost knocking over Gu Yan. "I'm sorry."
"Yicheng." Gu Yan smiled.
Fang Yicheng, who was about to let go, gripped her hand again. "Are you alright?" He had sped all the way here, running several red lights, only to find out she was already at the police station.
"It's nothing, just kidding. Uh... you'd better not go in, Li Yan and Si Ji are inside—"
“—Interrogation.” Qin Sang took over the conversation in a serious tone.
Gu Yan knew what was going on in her mind and smiled helplessly. At the same time, she tried to gently pull her hand away from his.
“You—” Gu Yan suddenly noticed that he was wearing slippers.
"Li Yan said something happened to you, which startled me—I was already asleep." He scratched his head, a familiar gesture that softened Gu Yan's heart.
Qin Sang scanned the two men's faces knowingly. This guy was quite good-looking, and judging from the respectful way everyone treated him, he was probably of high status. And the way he looked at Gu Yan... even more impressive. Heh, the big boss's opponent was his equal; it wasn't an insult to him.
Gu Yan was talking to him when she sensed something was wrong. His cheeks were abnormally flushed, his eyes were bright, and his hands were surprisingly hot.
"Yicheng, do you have a fever?" She touched his forehead; it was burning hot.
"Yeah, a little bit." Her reminder made him relax, and he felt weak all over again.
"I'll take you back," he said, trying to sound cheerful.
"I drove here myself," Qin Sang declined. "You guys go ahead, I need to gather some more inspiration here." She glanced meaningfully at the interrogation room where Ji Nan was.
fever
"I'll do it." Gu Yan took the car keys from his hand. He was really not suitable to drive in his current state.
Fang Yicheng forced a smile but didn't say anything; he really didn't have the energy to say anything.
Luckily, I asked for his address beforehand, and when I arrived at his apartment building, he was already asleep.
"Yicheng, Yicheng," Gu Yan nudged him, "Yicheng, how are you feeling? Shall I take you to the hospital?"
"No!" Fang Yicheng, still dazed, grabbed her hand, held it tightly in his palm, and let out a long sigh of relief. "It's okay."
In the past, he often got injured. Sometimes the wounds were so bad that Gu Yan would cry and beg him to go to the hospital. He would grab her hand, smile gently, and call her silly girl, "It's okay." He always said that.
Gu Yan's eyes welled up with tears. She didn't force him.
"Yicheng, do you have any fever reducers at home?"
Fang Yicheng forced his eyelids open and nodded with difficulty.
Gu Yan got out of the car, went to the other side to open the door, and helped him out.
It was quite a struggle to get him upstairs. Perhaps because he had just been exposed to the wind, his temperature was even higher. They did have fever reducers, but after giving him two, there was still no improvement. Gu Yan went to the refrigerator, found some ice cubes, wrapped them in a towel, and applied them to his skin.
His fever didn't break until very late at night. She originally wanted to leave now that he was alright, but she was worried about leaving him alone like this—what if his fever spiked again?
"Fang Yicheng!" Gu Yan waved excitedly, her shouts echoing across the street.
Fang Yicheng immediately stubbed out his cigarette, hurriedly turned around, and took out some chewing gum from his pocket. The henchmen beside him were all overjoyed, and when they saw Gu Yan running across the road, they all called out, "Second Miss."
Gu Yan nodded to them, then skipped over and pinched Fang Yicheng's cheek, "You—are—naughty!"
She didn't like him smoking. Although she thought the faint smell of tobacco on a boy was attractive, she just didn't like it.
"Gently, gently..." Fang Yicheng's chin was almost pinched off by her. "Gu Yan, are you trying to murder your husband?!"
Gu Yan withdrew her hand and snorted heavily, "Fang Yicheng, if you smoke again, I won't marry you."
Fang Yicheng's men laughed. Their boss was usually decisive and efficient, but he turned into a coward whenever he was around the second young lady.
"Xiao Yan, give me some face, okay?" Fang Yicheng whispered awkwardly as he leaned closer to her ear.
"Hey! You guys! Stop laughing!" Gu Yan said with a sly grin. "No laughing! Or I'll throw you all into the sea to feed the fish! Do you understand how much face you should give your young lady's man?"
There was a moment of silence, then everyone burst into laughter again.
Fang Yicheng covered his face, utterly humiliated.
"Yicheng, when are you going to tell Dad?" Eighteen-year-old Gu Yan's hair had just reached her shoulders and was softly draped down her back. She and Fang Yicheng were sitting on the rooftop of the Gu residence, watching the armed men patrolling downstairs. Gu Yan asked him this question.
“I already said,” Fang Yicheng turned around, picked up the little girl, and placed her on his lap, his chin resting affectionately on the top of her head, “but Uncle Gu said that he really can’t bear to let go of such an excellent and capable subordinate as me.”
"Then you're not leaving?" Gu Yan asked anxiously. Their plan was for Fang Yicheng to leave the organization and find a proper job, and for them to get married after Gu Yan finished university.
"If I don't leave, how can I give my Xiaoyan a stable life?" Fang Yicheng kissed her cheek and said softly with a smile, "Xiaoyan, as long as you leave here and find a good job, you'll marry me, right?"
"Yes!" Being young, she had far more courage than shyness, and Gu Yan nodded happily, her face flushed. Her big, moist eyes sparkled.
Fang Yicheng's laughter was distant, his low voice both joyful and inexplicably suppressed, "Xiao Yan, remember, you must marry me, I love you."
Just like countless times over the past seven years, Fang Yicheng dreamt of the happiest and most blissful moments of his life.
Xiaoyan, do you remember? You said you would definitely marry me...
Waking up in pain once again, Fang Yicheng opened his eyes, feeling pain all over his body, and his throat felt like it was on fire. He groaned in agony with his eyes closed.
"Huh? What do you want?" someone next to him asked.
"Xiao Yan!" Fang Yicheng was really startled. He had just seen her in his dream, and now she appeared out of thin air in front of him. He didn't react for a moment.