CHAPTER 99: CHAPTER 99: HOW RIDICULOUS THAT SHE WAS GRATEFUL TO HIM

Saying this, she stretched out her slender, fair arm and hooked it around his neck.

This close distance caused the last thread of Sheng Qianchi’s rationality to suddenly snap, and he buried his head and kissed her.

The thin and handsome lips emitted a muffled sound, "Jiayin..."

The woman in his arms suddenly stiffened for a moment, but he, engulfed in flames, did not notice, or rather noticed but didn’t care.

...

Gu Jiayin drove frantically in search, arriving at the foot of the mountain, she saw faint car lights by the distant coastline, and drove towards them.

Arriving at the coast, she pushed open the door and got out of the car, only to see an incredibly romantic and entwined scene.

Sheng Qianchi was holding a woman in his arms.

They were so entranced that they hadn’t even noticed her arrival.

Gu Jiayin abruptly stopped in her tracks, gave a self-deprecating laugh, how ridiculous she was, worrying about him when he had rushed out here already prepared with a woman.

Strangely, there was a bit of disappointment.

She turned to leave, but just before turning, she saw the woman in Sheng Qianchi’s arms turn her head, first startled upon seeing her, then smiled smugly.

That woman was Qin Yishu.

The sarcasm at the corners of Gu Jiayin’s lips grew stronger, how laughable, just a moment ago, she was grateful to Sheng Qianchi for letting her go in such a situation, but now it turns out he found Qin Yishu.

She refused to believe it was a coincidental meeting, in the deep of night, on a deserted coast, Qin Yishu appeared dressed so dazzlingly, clearly arranged.

Today, no matter which woman he found, she’d manage to maintain that gratitude, but he found Qin Yishu, ha, that gratitude felt like a joke.

This made her feel that she was merely a passing fancy for him, and that in reality, he still favored Qin Yishu, that after growing tired of her, he’d return to Qin Yishu’s arms.

Yes, he naturally liked Qin Yishu, otherwise why allow her to stay by his side for six full years.

At that moment, Qin Yishu looked provocatively and triumphantly at Gu Jiayin, stretched out her slender arm, and hooked it around the neck of the man who had lost all consciousness.

Gu Jiayin gave a cold laugh, indifferently turned away, started the car, and left.

Came like the wind, left like the wind.

It’s nothing, she’s fine.

Truly fine, having seen it in time, she could withdraw her heart, otherwise, it would lead to ruin in the future.

As for Qin Yishu, she’ll send her to hell sooner or later, if Sheng Qianchi blocks her, she doesn’t mind a fish-death-net-break confrontation with him.

...

Gu Jiayin drove back to Shuiyunjian, Sister Li was anxiously pacing at the villa entrance, seeing her she walked up and inquired, "How was it, Jiayin?"

"It’s nothing," Gu Jiayin replied with a calm demeanor, "Sister Li, please get me the medicine box to treat a wound."

"Alright."

Back in the bedroom, Sister Li helped Gu Jiayin clean the wound, applied ointment, wanted to ask more, but Gu Jiayin evidently didn’t want to say anything, so she had to remain silent.

Gu Jiayin had no extra expression, faintly instructed Sister Li, "Sister Li, you go to sleep, I’ll sleep too."

"...Alright." Sister Li hesitated, put away the medicine box, and went downstairs.

Gu Jiayin glanced at the moonlight outside the window, suddenly drew the heavy curtain, as if it could shut out the previous romantic scene she saw.

Afterwards, she naturally got into the bed, closed her eyes, and slept.

Before sleeping, she glanced at the makeshift bed she personally made for Sheng Qianchi by the bedside, and gave a mocking smile.

...

Sheng Qianchi from beginning to end had no idea Gu Jiayin had come, nor did he know she had left, only thinking the woman in his arms was Gu Jiayin.

His kisses were ardent and intertwined, his large hand held the back of her head.

Yet, just as he was about to kiss her lips, his grip slackened, accidentally pulling her long hair off.

How could the hair come off so easily? Did he lose control with his strength, would she feel pain?

He suddenly stopped all movement, raised his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, she still had a look of intoxicated enjoyment, even possessing a triumphant look after victory.

He couldn’t help but frown, his scattered dark eyes slowly focusing, glanced at his right hand, holding a bunch of long black hair.

It was a wig.

This woman wore a wig.

Realizing again, it was clearly short hair.

Not Gu Jiayin, yet deliberately dressed as Gu Jiayin of yesteryears, damn it!

He shook his head hard, the handsome eyes slightly squinted, finally recognizing the woman in his arms.

"Qin Yishu?" He almost gritted this name through his teeth, "Why are you here?"

The cold words suddenly jolted Qin Yishu awake, she instantly opened her eyes, looked at the man in front brimming with endurance, yet obviously covered with anger.

She carefully hooked around his neck, "Qianchi, I miss you so much."

She actively kissed his jawline gracefully, "Did someone drug you, you need me, I can help you."

She had involuntarily come to Shuiyunjian tonight, seeing Sheng Qianchi pick up Gu Jiayin after work, then heard he took her to Blue Night, her jealousy blazed more fiercely, restless, sleepless, and instinctively drove to the outside of Shuiyunjian villa.

Happened to see Sheng Qianchi driving madly down the mountain, she followed him all the way here.

As Sheng Qianchi said to Gu Jiayin, even if he were on fire, he couldn’t be with just any woman, even if he had to find one to relieve tonight, it absolutely couldn’t be Qin Yishu.

Because Gu Jiayin said, any man Qin Yishu used, she found dirty.

So, whoever he messes with, he cannot mess with Qin Yishu.

Hands suddenly exerted force, throwing the woman in his arms out, seeing her fall on the cold beach, he was merciless, "Scram!"

Enduring the extreme discomfort in his body, he reopened the car door, yet before sitting inside, the woman clung to him again from behind.

She tightly hugged his waist, her cheek rubbing against his burning back, "Qianchi, why torture yourself so, I can give you everything."

At that moment, Sheng Qianchi, any contact with a woman felt like fatal temptation, he fiercely shut his eyes, tearing the arms around his waist with gritted teeth, forcefully pushing her further away.

His eyes as dark as night had already brewed into a storm, as if every moment could churn with murderous impulse.

But Qin Yishu seemed unafraid of death, clinging yet again...