CHAPTER 100: CHAPTER 100: YOU WIN, I LOVE YOU

Even if it shatters her bones, she would risk her life for the fire, perhaps this is what Qin Yishu is embodying now.

Her behavior in front of others has always been that of a dignified lady from a prestigious family, or rather a replica of Gu Jiayin from back then. After Gu Jiayin, she has held the title of the first socialite of Licheng City.

The men of the entire city see her as a goddess.

But today, she seems to have awakened the most evil and shameful desires from deep within her soul, clinging to Sheng Qianchi with all she has.

Because she knows that such an opportunity, once missed, will never come again.

If she can’t even touch a corner of his clothes when he’s sober.

Becoming his woman tonight under such circumstances established many connections between them. If she could get pregnant like Qin Xueyao did that one time, it would bind them even more.

Tonight, she came here hoping to seduce him.

She also swallowed a kind of drug, one that promotes female ovulation.

In such a condition, Sheng Qianchi couldn’t withstand her direct and bold teasing. When she touched him, his whole body felt electrified, and his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat from strong restraint and endurance.

He gritted his teeth and growled, "Qin Yishu, do you want to die?"

Qin Yishu finally refused to let go, clinging tightly to the man in her arms, kissing his back randomly, "Qianchi, just take me."

Sheng Qianchi gritted his teeth hard, clutching the car door with one hand, violently pulling Qin Yishu to his front, dodging her kisses left and right.

Eventually, with all his strength, he pushed her into the car, afraid he would succumb to temptation, quickly closing and locking the car door.

Despite her clinging being truly annoying, he couldn’t hurt her because she saved his life before.

The woman in the car desperately pounded on the windows, shouting and screaming. The more he looked, the more he wanted to possess her. His consciousness was crumbling bit by bit, and to avoid making a mistake, he bent down, picked up a sharp conical shell from his feet, and slashed it hard against his wrist.

Pain, a piercing pain, and blood flowed down his wrist.

Looking at the hideous wound, after the pain, he finally gained a bit of clarity.

Taking two deep breaths, he glanced at the woman locked in the car and started walking towards the nearby road, calling Mo Jun on the way, "Come to Shuiyunjian West Coast and take Qin Yishu back."

...

Sheng Qianchi walked along the road.

This road stretches along the coastline, heading north of Licheng City. Under the moonlight, the lone stumbling figure of a man sharply contrasts with the calm sea.

Every time Sheng Qianchi felt his consciousness drifting again, he would use the conical shell in his hand to slash his wrist hard, gradually realizing that such pain did indeed allow him to maintain clarity for a period.

Unknowingly, over ten wounds had formed on his wrist.

Each time he cut, he silently recited in his mind, "Gu Jiayin, you win, I love you."

Yes, he could no longer deny it, he loves her.

It turns out loving someone comes not just with sweetness, but also with sourness and pain.

It turns out he also has the ability to love someone.

It turns out his heart is not forever frozen.

He didn’t know how long he had walked, but when the moon had set to the west, he stood on a viewing platform.

The night wind blew, carrying the sea’s moisture and the cooling chill of the late spring and early summer dawn. He finally felt a lot more comfortable, as the feeling of burning fire within him gradually dispersed.

Earlier, he dared not rashly jump into the sea for fear of becoming disoriented and drowning. Now, he wanted to soak in the icy sea water to completely sober up.

Thus, he took off his outer clothes, preparing to jump in.

Before he could jump, two bright yellow car headlights shone straight towards him. He instinctively turned his head to look, but before he could see who was in the car, it drove straight towards him.

Tormented by drugs for a long time, his body was weak and he couldn’t dodge.

With a "bang," the car hit Sheng Qianchi, sending him like a broken kite falling into the sea.

The car also plummeted into the sea.

Man and car entering the sea, creating a huge dull wave that tore through the early dawn’s silence.

Another car quickly followed, and Mo Jun hurriedly got out of the car and ran down, "Young Master Chi!" With that, he also jumped into the sea.

He received Sheng Qianchi’s call and hurried to the West Coast to pick up Qin Yishu. But as he was opening the car door with a spare key, Qin Yishu suddenly snatched the key from his hand and drove off in Sheng Qianchi’s direction like a flash.

He didn’t know what she intended to do, only knowing she couldn’t come to harm, as Sheng Qianchi, despite having no feelings for her, still owed her a debt of gratitude for saving his life.

So, he quickly got into his car and chased after her.

...

In a high-end ward of Licheng City Hospital, Sheng Qianchi slowly woke up.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the glass window, warm and gentle.

Now, he was nothing like his usual proud and graceful self, pale-faced, lips dry, with his left wrist wrapped heavily in bandages, under which were hideous wounds.

He felt as if he had gone through Purgatory.

Chi Ye sat on the sofa opposite the bed, elegantly smoking a cigarette, looking at him with a slight mocking expression in his eyes.

"Young Master Chi, you’re awake?" Mo Jun joyfully stepped forward to inquire.

Sheng Qianchi’s dark eyes turned, surveying the room, and roughly pieced together the cause and effect, "Who hit me?"

"It was Qin Yishu." Mo Jun, recalling last night’s situation, was still faintly fearful, "Fortunately, she braked at the last moment when she hit you, slowing down, so you weren’t seriously injured."

"Qianchi." At this moment, Qin Yishu appeared at the doorway of the ward, carrying an insulated container and looking timidly at Sheng Qianchi with white bandages wrapped around her head.

She was also injured last night, but thanks to the seatbelt and airbags, only her forehead was slightly injured, not seriously.

Sheng Qianchi looked at her with a frown and said nothing.

Qin Yishu walked to the bedside with her head down, "Qianchi, I didn’t mean to, I was anxious to find you. When I saw you about to jump into the sea, I panicked and mistook the accelerator for the brake..."

"It’s okay," Sheng Qianchi already said coolly before Qin Yishu finished her words, "You saved my life once, and last night you almost took it, so we’re even."

He said this with a face as calm as water, his tone and pace even without fluctuation, but everyone could feel he was devoid of any emotion.

Qin Yishu involuntarily clenched the insulated container in her hand, "Qianchi, you... what do you mean?"

Before Sheng Qianchi could answer, Chi Ye spoke for him, "Miss Qin, you’re so smart, why ask? When he says you’re even, it means you’re done with your grievances and are now strangers from now on."

Qin Yishu’s soft body suddenly trembled, and she looked up at Sheng Qianchi with a smile more pitiful than crying, "Qianchi, I made fish soup, would you like to have some?"

Seeing him unmoved, she added, "I made it with my own hands."