Chen Yunzhi's face suddenly turned pale. "The wedding? It's not far off, is it? But the bride isn't me." She gave a self-deprecating laugh, lowered her head in disappointment, and a stubborn look appeared on her beautiful face, making her look so fragile that it was heartbreaking.
Seeing that Chen Yunzhi seemed really tired, Rong Yan called over a staff member with a worried expression to take her home.
"What did she mean by that?" Gu Yan tugged at Rong Yan's sleeve, her tone tinged with unease.
“Yunzhi… she didn’t want to either. She’s just stupid. That man was clearly acting on impulse, but she just couldn’t see through it.” Rong Yan’s sigh was full of ups and downs. As he watched Gu Yan’s face turn paler and paler, Rong Yan finally felt half of his anger released.
“Rong Yan, tell me the truth.” Gu Yan became serious. Rong Yan pondered for a moment, then said softly with a regretful tone, “Don’t overthink it. Yunzhi’s child—she will handle it herself.”
"Whose child is she?" Gu Yan's heart pounded with panic. It was one thing if it was another woman, but Chen Yunzhi was such a proud man that he would never try to blackmail someone with something like this.
“Just consider it…as belonging to Yunzhi alone.” Rong Yan looked particularly troubled.
Why "just pretend"?! "I'll ask you one more time, whose child is it!" Gu Yan raised her voice, attracting the attention of everyone around. Rong Yan smiled reassuringly and lowered her voice, "Sister Yan—the child is already there. Besides, Yunzhi didn't mean to use the child to blackmail you at all. She's just like you; she's simply fallen in love with a man."
"My brother said he will definitely handle this. He also talked to Yunzhi once, and Yunzhi agreed. Don't worry." He patted Gu Yan's shoulder reassuringly and quietly disappeared into the crowd.
Gu Yan was thunderstruck. She stood there blankly for a while, then smashed the wine glass in her hand and walked out.
Rong Lei's cool voice, lowered, came from the approaching doorway; even without listening closely, it was chilling. Gu Yan suddenly felt sorrow. What kind of woman could be happy? Sang Sang, so intelligent and self-possessed, still suffered countless heartbreaks along the way; her sister, shrewd and rational, had clung to a man everyone knew would never love her for so many years; Xiao Li, naive and confused, met Chen Yubai but didn't find happiness together; and her… supposedly, she had met the best person in the world, everyone said so, but with all the breakups and reconciliations, wasn't she always left in tears?
"Why did you come out?" Seeing Gu Yan push the door open and come out, Rong Lei gestured to Gu Mingzhu. Gu Mingzhu turned around looking at him in a daze, walked over and asked her with a forced smile.
Gu Yan pinched her thigh hard with the hand holding up her skirt, her smile as ugly as Gu Mingzhu's. "It's so stuffy in there, I need to go out for some fresh air."
"I'll be in in a bit," Gu Mingzhu brushed a stray hair from her face. "There's a special program prepared for you."
Gu Yan didn't listen at all, nodded haphazardly, and walked out, lifting her skirt.
The doorman solicitously asked if she needed a taxi, but Gu Yan shook her head blankly and walked out step by step. Her high heels kept stomping on the hem of her skirt, and after a few stumbles, Gu Yan was fed up. She squatted down to tear at the hem, but the slippery fabric was extremely sturdy. She gritted her teeth and tried to pull it apart several times, but to no avail. So she simply grabbed the bottom and lifted it up, walking forward with it billowing. The evening breeze blew, making her calves feel slightly cool, and the skirt she was holding billowed behind her like a sail. Pedestrians rode by on bicycles, wobbling and turning their heads to look at this strangely beautiful woman from afar.
Gu Yan felt ashamed, wiped away her tears, and hailed a taxi. She had no money and no phone, and realizing she couldn't go anywhere, she gave Qin Sang's coffee shop address. Luckily, it wasn't too late; Qin Sang's shop was close to the university town and always closed late. When she arrived, Qin Sang wasn't there. The part-time worker at the shop recognized Gu Yan, a regular customer, and cleverly invited her to sit down, paid the fare, and brought her a hot coffee, saying she had already called Qin Sang and she would be there soon.
Qin Sang also arrived by taxi, and what's funny is that, like Gu Yan, she was also wearing an evening gown.
"Where are you from?" Gu Yan asked, looking at her attire with curiosity.
"We went to witness a proposal of the century, but there was a little mishap; the prince got stood up." Qin Sang instructed the staff to ask the remaining customers to leave and let them go home. She sat down opposite Gu Yan.
Holding a warm cup of coffee, Gu Yan objectively recounted the whole story from beginning to end. Her calm and composed demeanor sent chills down Qin Sang's spine. As the saying goes, the darkest hour is always before the dawn. What kind of explosion was brewing beneath such repression?
After recounting the whole story, Gu Yan fell silent. She stood there for a moment, then tears streamed down her face unexpectedly, large drops falling onto the tablecloth and spreading out. "Sang Sang, Sang Sang, Sang Sang..." she murmured softly, repeating the name.
"Yes, I'm here. Don't rush, cry for a while first, and we'll talk when you feel less upset." Qin Sang handed her a box of tissues and said softly.
Even the most disdainful woman who cries would likely lose all her usual shrewdness and competence in this situation, especially with a confidante offering comforting words like, "Cry for a while." Indeed, when people are most heartbroken and helpless, the best thing to do is to cry freely and unrestrainedly. Gu Yan could no longer hold back and buried her face in her hands, tears streaming down her face. Qin Sang stroked her hair to comfort her, took a small sip of water, thought for a moment, and then took out her phone to send a text message to Li Weiran under the table.
Gu Yan cried for a while, until the tears stopped flowing and her heart felt less tense. But Chen Yunzhi's wounded smile and Rong Yan's regretful eyes kept flashing before her eyes. She propped her head up, hugged her hands, and touched the hairpin in her hair with her right hand. The cool diamond pressed against the back of her hand, chilling her to the bone. Liang Feifan's warm eyes seemed so close.
Qin Sang was looking down at something, and when she looked up again, her expression was calm and serene.
"Feeling better?" Qin Sang took out a tissue to wipe her tears, seemingly casually, and placed her phone on the table between them.
Gu Yan's voice was hoarse from crying, and her eyes were swollen like peaches. "Sang Sang... what am I going to do..."
"Either break up with him and find someone better, or pretend nothing happened and continue living with him." Qin Sang offered her objective advice. Love is always a matter between two people, and it's nobody else's place to interfere. No matter how good she and Gu Yan were, she could only offer options; the decision was ultimately Gu Yan's to make.
“Sangsang, no. There is no one better than Liang Feifan in this world. Even if there is, even if there is... I don’t want him.”
The so-called best is actually the one I like the most. No matter how good the others are, it's useless if I don't want them.
"I don't know what to do—how can I pretend this never happened? But, Sangsang, if I had to put it bluntly—Sangsang…I can't bear it…how can I really break up with him?"
"Hmm?" Qin Sang subtly moved the phone closer to her. "Gu Yan, what are you reluctant to part with? Why are you reluctant?"
Gu Yan bit her lip and remained silent. Qin Sang's voice grew softer in the night, "Gu Yan, you have to face your own heart first before you can solve the problems that follow. If you're never honest with Liang Feifan, how can you expect him to be completely open with you? Wouldn't it be more rational for you to sort out your own feelings first before dealing with things between you two?"
Gu Yan took a deep breath and decided to be brave for once. "I didn't know before. I thought it was just like that... two people being together, that's how it is. But when Fang Yicheng came back, I found that I didn't miss him at all like I thought when he wasn't here. I was happy to see him, but—it's different from how I felt about Liang Feifan. I wanted to be with Liang Feifan every day, doing anything."
Qin Sang smiled, "Back then, you also wanted to be with Fang Yicheng every single moment."
Gu Yan shook her head, "Yes, yes—but it's different, Sang Sang, it's different..."
"Sang Sang, I love him." Her voice was hoarse, yet she uttered the most moving words in the world. Hearing it, to someone, it was as if the whole world had vanished in that instant.
Seeing that tears were about to well up in her eyes again, Qin Sang couldn't bear to push her any further and reached out to take her hand. "I know—that indescribable difference. Gu Yan, congratulations! In this vast sea of people, you've finally found your other half."
Gu Yan's eyes welled up with tears again. "But—what do I do now? I can't accept that child, absolutely not! But I'm afraid I can't leave him either. Sangsang, if I hadn't argued with him back then, he wouldn't have gotten involved with Chen Yunzhi... Sangsang, what should I do..."
Qin Sang gracefully raised her cup, took a sip of coffee, and said, "Now, all you have to do is wait."
Gu Yan shook her head, shaking it vigorously, until her head was spinning and she still felt unwell. Should she wait? Wait until dawn to find out it was all a dream? She became increasingly agitated, picked up her cup only to find it was empty, and a surge of anger rose within her. She flung her hand and smashed the cup.
The crisp sound of shattering glass triggered a surge of excitement within her. Her eyes reddened, and she threw the cups and plates on the table to the floor. Qin Sang, quick-witted, picked up her phone and leaned back. "What are you doing? Trying to throw a tantrum? We'll have to wait—"
Gu Yan, having nothing left to throw, grabbed the tablecloth, tore it off, and crumpled it in her hands, whimpering like a little animal. Qin Sang sighed and got up, carefully avoiding the shards on the floor, and went to the bar to bring back a whole tray of clean glasses.
When the coffee shop door was flung open with a bang, Qin Sang had already retreated to the doorway. Miss Gu was squatting on the table, throwing cups one after another onto the floor, leaving broken glass and shards scattered everywhere. The door hit Qin Sang's elbow, causing her to cry out in pain. Li Weiran rushed over to support her, rubbing her arm, and glanced at the mess inside, asking, "What's going on here?"
"I lost control without realizing it—why did you take so long to get here?"
"My brother was in a hurry and insisted on driving himself. He was halfway through the phone call when his car crashed into a lamppost."
Liang Feifan strode in, his footsteps crunching over the shards of glass. Gu Yan knew his aura all too well; seeing him, she threw a cup at him. Liang Feifan stared straight at her, neither dodging nor flinching. The cup struck his stomach and shattered at his feet. The doting affection in his eyes remained unchanged, and Gu Yan couldn't help but cover her mouth and cry.
Liang Feifan casually tossed the still-connected phone behind him, reached out and pulled her into his arms. Without a word, he lowered his head and kissed her. Gu Yan struggled, biting his lip until it bled, their mouths filled with the metallic sweetness of blood. Liang Feifan was unusually forceful and impatient, completely ignoring her reactions, pressing her down and kissing her deeply, as if he wanted to tear her apart. Gu Yan's arms felt like they were about to break from his grip; his scent filled her little world, inescapable.
"Don't cry..." Her increasingly heavy tears finally stopped his biting. He gently licked away the tear stains on her face, whispering tenderly to his most precious treasure in the world.
Gu Yan had so many questions to ask, but they were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a word. She cried so hard that she felt like the world was ending. Liang Feifan frowned with heartache and couldn't bear to tease her anymore. "You silly little thing..." He sighed deeply, a sigh that sounded both happy and sad. He hugged her tightly as she curled up in a ball and whispered in her ear, "Is your so-called belief so fragile? Hmm?"
"Aren't you the most confident one? Aren't you the one who never gets jealous? You believed a few ambiguous words from Rong Er? Don't you think about it? How could he let something slip? Yunzhi... how could I have anything with Yunzhi... how could I have anything with other women?" He was a little angry, a little resentful, but mostly happy and excited. Her words came through the earpiece with a rustling sound, and his heart was boiling. The straight road twisted wildly, and his hands trembled so much that he could not hold the steering wheel.
Gu Yan's head ached from crying, but she still understood what he said, "Rong Er lied to me?!" She was both angry and shocked.
“Yunzhi’s child is her fiancé’s—never mind that, I want to hear what you just said—say it again!” Liang Feifan didn’t have the patience to explain these things; he wanted to hear those three words she had said on the phone.
Gu Yan suddenly realized that Rong Yan was deliberately being vague to mislead her—don't overthink it, don't overthink it! Gu Yan's grievances, resentment, regret, sadness, and disappointment all turned into anger. Her inner universe was burning brightly, and she pushed Liang Feifan away and jumped to the ground.
"What are you doing!—Be careful!" Liang Feifan hurriedly caught her, held her in his arms and coaxed her, "I've already sent Lao Liu and Lao San to catch him, don't move, be careful of the broken glass on the ground."
Xiao Li arrived in Ji Nan's car, followed by a furious Gu Mingzhu. Gu Yan found the scene extremely unpleasant; her dress was wrinkled, her makeup was a mess, and the room was a complete disaster. And the man holding her—just minutes before, she had suspected him of having a child with another woman.
Gu Mingzhu, wearing sandals, dared not approach the shards of glass scattered on the ground. She angrily shouted at Gu Yan, "Liang Feifan, bring Gu Yan here!" She was furious. Everything was arranged, the spotlight was shining, but she couldn't find today's leading lady. Liang Feifan stood dumbfounded on the stage, clutching the engagement ring. Fireworks outside the window lit up half the sky, but the announcer said Miss Yan had already left. She'd only been distracted for a moment! That idiot Gu Yan had been tricked by Rong Er.
Gu Yan trembled in fright and shrank into Liang Feifan's arms. Liang Feifan rubbed her hair, turned to Gu Mingzhu and smiled gently, "Sorry, you'll have to wait a moment."
Marry Me
Gu Mingzhu, wearing sandals, dared not approach the shards of glass scattered on the ground. She angrily shouted at Gu Yan, "Liang Feifan, bring Gu Yan here!" She was furious. Everything was arranged, the spotlight was shining, but she couldn't find today's leading lady. Liang Feifan stood dumbfounded on the stage, clutching the engagement ring. Fireworks outside the window lit up half the sky, but the announcer said Miss Yan had already left. She'd only been distracted for a moment! That idiot Gu Yan had been tricked by Rong Er.
Gu Yan trembled in fright and shrank into Liang Feifan's arms. Liang Feifan rubbed her hair, turned to Gu Mingzhu and smiled gently, "Sorry, you'll have to wait a moment."
He carefully placed Gu Yan on the sofa, and amidst the gasps of the crowd, he knelt down on one knee. Sharp shards of glass pierced his knee, quickly spreading a small red stain on the floor. Liang Feifan felt no pain, kneeling steadily, smiling slightly at Gu Yan, and earnestly and softly pleading, "Miss Gu Yan, will you marry me?"
His eyes held the two brightest stars in the sky, radiating a luminous and fervent light that illuminated his handsome face, blending into the most moving colors in the world. Gu Yan's tears were drawn down again.
The ring and the hairpin in Gu Yan's hair were from the same series, but the diamond set in the center was quite unusual. It was a pale pink with a few streaks of blood red floating in it, lingering around to form a heart shape, and it shimmered strangely in the small jewelry box.
Reporters who had followed Gu Mingzhu swarmed forward upon seeing this scene, snapping photos like madmen. Those who couldn't squeeze inside surrounded the exterior of the café, their flashes filling the small space like a fateful cry through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Chen Yubai and Qin Song rushed over and were stunned by the bizarre proposal scene. Li Weiran asked softly, "Didn't catch them?" Qin Song raised an eyebrow. "A military helicopter flew directly to Amsterdam. We didn't see a trace of them when we got there." Ji Nan smiled to the side, but Chen Yubai frowned and tapped her head, warning her in a low voice, "Still smiling! If your older brother finds out you didn't report it, you'll be in trouble." Ji Nan turned around and smiled, pointing into the room, "How could my older brother have time to care about me?" Besides, her second brother only called her before leaving to give her some instructions; how could she have stopped him in time?
The two people in the room only had eyes for each other. Liang Feifan knelt on one knee, while Gu Yan cried her heart out, completely disregarding any semblance of composure or pride. It turns out that at certain moments in life, the people and things around you really do fade into a black and white silent film, becoming as insignificant as the background. The whole world is left with only the person in front of you, with his beautiful features and deep, unwavering love.
"Okay." Gu Yan pulled his hand, wiping her snot and tears on his sleeve, her voice hoarse and unpleasant.
Liang Feifan, kneeling slightly shorter than Gu Yan who was huddled on the sofa, looked up against the blinding flash of the lights at her tear-streaked face. Two simple syllables brought tears to his eyes; with a furrowed brow and a lowered head, a single tear fell. So, even before the end of time, this day had truly come; it truly was—worth the arduous journey he had undertaken.
Li Weiran held Qin Sang tightly, kissed her cheek, and whispered with emotion, "This time, we truly held hands and looked at each other with tears in our eyes."
Unfortunately, fairy tales must end, and once awakened, the prince and princess will be accompanied by a furious director.
Gu Mingzhu poked Gu Yan's head with her hard crystal nails, shaking it back and forth. "Do you even have a brain?! Where did all those cunning and capricious tricks go? You can't even verify things by listening to what others say! Have you lost your mind? Don't you know how to discuss this with me? Am I some kind of distant, superhuman being, or are you so blind you can't even see me? Even if you're leaving, why are you running around like this without your phone or wallet? It's the middle of the night, and you look like a ghost wandering around outside. Do you think the security here is any good? What if something happens and we all have to be sad and upset with you? Would you feel good about that? You feel accomplished after ruining your own farewell party and proposal ceremony? You idiot, are you trying to drive me crazy?!"
Gu Yan hung her head, enduring the beatings and scoldings without daring to utter a sound. Her small hands gripped Liang Feifan's arm, increasing the force with each insult from Gu Mingzhu. The entire room was silent, their expressions varied, as Gu Mingzhu's stern lectures resonated. Liang Feifan pursed his lips, a mixture of pain and amusement on his face. Li Weiran, holding his wife, kept shaking his head; it seemed the label of "fierce" truly required comparison. Qin Sang listened with fascination, tapping away key phrases on her phone. Chen Yubai, with An Xiaoli excitedly rushing forward to chime in, kept her arm around her. She had chosen the fireworks for the proposal banquet after setting off a whole truckload; with Gu Yan running away, no one had the heart to watch anymore. Qin Song and Ji Nan stood on either side of Gu Mingzhu, silently lip-syncing to her lines. The two were incredibly audacious, secretly enjoying their little charade.
"Uh... Sister Mingzhu—calm down, let it go. You've been making a scene all night, you must be tired. Why don't you rest? How about we go out for a late-night snack? We haven't had dinner yet." Li Weiran finally mustered the courage to step forward, despite the almost cramping looks from Liang Feifan and Chen Yubai.
Gu Mingzhu was also tired of scolding. Li Weiran gave her a way out, which she naturally took. Before leaving, she gave Gu Yan's head a hard shove. "Saying more is pointless. Your little bird head can only hold so much brainpower. I wish I could marry you off tomorrow! So I wouldn't have to worry about you all the time."
“Yes, yes, yes, if you marry my brother, you won’t be able to upset Sister Mingzhu anymore—my brother is especially willing to be tormented by Sister Yan, right?” Ji Nan peeked out with a smile.
Liang Feifan's arm was so badly pinched that a chunk of flesh felt like it had been torn off; his brow furrowed in pain, but he nodded repeatedly and solemnly. Qin Song, Li Weiran, and Ji Nan immediately chimed in, "Let's go eat! Let's go eat... We're starving! It's my treat!"
The group went to Shengshi for a late-night snack. After sitting down, Li Weiran, who had survived the ordeal, led everyone to piece together the case with great emotion. The reason for the whole incident was, of course, beyond doubt. After Wei Bo won the development project, Rong Yan was severely punished by his grandfather. On many beautiful nights, they were bombarded with phone calls from a manic man, and had to take turns acting as his confidantes.
Rong Yan knew all along that Liang Feifan was going to propose at the banquet celebrating Gu Yan's successful retirement, a collaboration between Wei Bo and the Liang family. He first used some unknown method to bring his elder brother, diverting Gu Mingzhu, who was bound to expose his deception. Then, he took advantage of the exhausted Chen Yunzhi, and combined this with the psychological suggestion that Gu Yan wouldn't dare lie to him, successfully deceiving Gu Yan with a statement that, even now, has no flaws—that the child was real; that Chen Yunzhi's fiancé was indeed getting married to someone else; and that Liang Feifan had spoken with Chen Yunzhi and promised to stand up for his junior sister.
If Gu Yan wants to cause trouble for him another day, she will have no legitimate reason to do so—I already told you not to overthink it, why are you being so sensitive!
Shortly after Gu Yan left, it was time for the speeches. Liang Feifan entered through the back door, and everyone took their places. The grand proposal banquet began. Gu Yan's most admired piano master traveled a long way to give a heartfelt performance. On the large LCD screen, there was a montage of sweet moments between the two, personally produced by Liang Feifan. On top of the nine-tiered proposal cake was a unique Cupid diamond ring, which Liang Feifan had spent three years searching the world for rare stones to customize. A huge "marry me" made of fresh pink roses was quickly brought in.
The only major regret is that, despite searching high and low, the female lead could not be found.
Amidst the chaos, Qin Sang, who had inexplicably slipped away earlier, sent a text message: "Whose baby is that in Chen Yunzhi's belly?" Li Weiran was terrified upon seeing it and hurriedly replied to his wife to declare his innocence—"Absolutely, absolutely not mine! I swear! I don't know her at all!"
Once Li Weiran understood the situation, she immediately went to find Gu Mingzhu and Liang Feifan. Based on the information Qin Sang provided intermittently, the three of them discussed it and decided that Gu Mingzhu and Ji Nan would stay behind to handle the aftermath, Chen Yubai and Qin Song would go to catch the culprit who had long since disappeared, and Liang Feifan would take Li Weiran straight to the coffee shop.
Not long after getting in the car, Qin Sang called. Li Weiran listened silently for a while and weighed her options before putting the earpiece into Liang Feifan's ear. Because, compared to driving safety, her older brother's happiness was more important—judging from what he had heard, it was probably going to be a game of truth or dare.
Perhaps because the volume was turned up too high, Gu Yan's words, "I love him," reached Li Weiran's ears clearly. He immediately jolted, bracing himself against the road ahead and leaning back, grabbing the door handles with both hands—he was prepared; while they were playing Truth or Dare over there, they were about to play Truth or Dare. Sure enough, the accelerator roared as if it were about to explode, the car swerved a few steps, crashed into the roadside embankment with a loud bang, then swerved and continued forward with a screeching tire. Li Weiran silently prayed, tears streaming down his face, "Sister Yan, take it easy! Tell me what you have to say to me privately when we get back! I have a wife who loves me too! Don't let me die here before I'm old!"
Gu Yan's mood had fluctuated so much throughout the night that she had no appetite at all. She leaned against Liang Feifan, sipping her soup intermittently. Liang Feifan picked out dishes for her to try one by one, patiently coaxing her in a low voice, "Don't you like these? How about ordering something else? Hmm?"
Seeing Gu Yan's awkward expression, Gu Mingzhu's anger flared up again. She frowned and coldly retorted, "Why so many complaints! Eat your food properly!" Gu Yan pouted, immediately sat up straight, and buried her head in her rice. Liang Feifan felt a pang of sympathy for her pitiful look. He glanced at Gu Mingzhu with displeasure, then beckoned to the manager. "Bring some sweet pickles to go with the rice. And a few desserts too—blueberry ice cream?" He tightened his embrace, seeking her opinion. Gu Yan, under her sister's increasingly disdainful gaze, didn't dare look up and pinched Liang Feifan's thigh again. Liang Feifan, enduring the stinging pain, smiled at the manager. "Go ahead, bring a few more ice creams."
He didn't miss An Xiaoli's excited expression when she heard about ice cream and the third brother's furrowed brows—brothers are supposed to share joys and sorrows, so why was he the only one being pinched?
When the banquet ended, Qin Sang stood at the door waiting for Li Weiran. Liang Feifan arranged for Gu Yan to get into the car first, then made a special trip back to her side to sincerely thank her, "Qin Sang, thank you." He knew very well that if it weren't for this intelligent girl, Gu Yan might have had to wait another three to five years to say those words. In the past, Liang Feifan had always thought that his fifth brother's wife was too clever and disapproved of Li Weiran's judgment. In his opinion, it was too tiring to be with a girl who was full of cunning.
Qin Sang tossed her waist-length, slightly wavy hair and smiled faintly, "No need to thank me, brother. I'm serious, don't thank me. I'm not doing this to help you; I'm on Gu Yan's side, doing what I think is good for Gu Yan. So maybe one day you'll be very angry with me. If that day unfortunately comes, I hope you'll think about what I said then and not blame me. After all, we're both acting in someone's best interest."
After listening to her words, Liang Feifan pondered silently for a while, then smiled, "No wonder—okay, I understand. Qin Sang, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Qin Sang casually lifted her skirt slightly and performed an ancient courtly curtsy, saying, "It's my honor."
No wonder, Liang Feifan suddenly realized, no wonder the fifth brother made such a big show back then, giving up the country—if the beauty was really the one he absolutely had, only a fool would choose the country.
Liang Feifan was exceptionally patient tonight, almost as tender as water. His gentle, slow teasing played on Gu Yan so much that she nearly fainted several times during the long foreplay. In the latter half of the night, Gu Yan begged for mercy until her voice was hoarse before he finally entered her. He possessed her slowly, step by step, intensely and slowly, dominating her body and constantly calling her name in her ear. When Gu Yan gradually became drowsy and stopped answering him, he thrust his hips hard dozens of times.
"Feifan... what are you doing... it hurts so much, hurry up... I'm so sleepy." Gu Yan wrapped her legs tightly around his strong waist, urging him on, but he was bright-eyed and kept circling and grinding against her deepest part.
“Say what you said to me last night… say it again…” he coaxed, biting her earlobe.