Chapter 70: Don’t Scare Her
Gu Zhichuan felt a bit hot. Initially, he thought it might be due to the air conditioning, but then he realized it was coming from within him. He felt as if his body was burning from the inside out.
Gu Zhichuan understood that he had been targeted in a scheme. He stared icily at the glass of red wine.
Since he arrived, he had only consumed this glass of wine.
Suppressing his curiosity, he called Feng Jin. “Where are you? Come pick me up.”
Although Feng Jin was puzzled about his sudden departure, he didn’t ask further. “You might need to wait a bit.”
Gu Zhichuan tugged at his tie, seeking a place to calm down. Along the way, he noticed Lin Gantang hurrying toward Wen Yanqing, and his gaze turned somewhat darker.
Shi Muzhen wasn’t going to let him leave easily.
“Brother Gu, are you feeling unwell?” she inquired with concern. Are you okay? Your forehead is all sweaty. Would you like to go back to the guest room and rest?”
“No need.” Gu Zhichuan took a step forward.
Shi Muzhen reached out to stop him. “Madam Gu asked me to take care of you. You are welcome. It’s just a simple favor.”
As Shi Muzhen’s hand made contact with him, Gu Zhichuan felt even hotter. His body seemed to have a mind of its own, wanting to touch her, wanting to hold onto the cool, comforting spot.
“Let go!” Gu Zhichuan controlled the impulse.
He pulled away, and Shi Muzhen lost her balance and fell against him.
Gu Zhichuan instinctively caught her unsteady form.
During the moment of their embrace, a surge of pleasure shot through him, and Gu Zhichuan’s body shivered sensitively.
Gu Zhichuan’s face grew darker, and he pushed Shi Muzhen away abruptly.
Shi Muzhen was not ready to give up. She wanted to wait a bit longer. As long as he became disoriented, she would have the upper hand!
Their movements drew the attention of onlookers. Gritting her teeth, Shi Muzhen said, “Where are you going? 1’11 take you.”
Gu Zhichuan was still coherent. Fearful of revealing his unbecoming state, he turned and headed upstairs. He forcefully pushed Shi Muzhen away, slammed the door, and locked it with a bang.
Shi Muzhen stomped her foot in frustration.
Gu Zhichuan leaned against the wall, emotions surging within him. His eyes grew redder as he panted. In the midst of confusion, the image of a pair of lightly cold, autumn-water eyes and a face with an intent and mild expression floated into his mind.
And there was also the slender figure of her ultimately heading toward another man.
Lin Gantang.
Suddenly, Gu Zhichuan’s heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle. The faint pain accumulated, becoming impossible to ignore.
Gu Zhichuan had lost control.
In the banquet hall, Lin Gantang sensed Gu Zhichuan’s abnormal behavior but was too preoccupied to care. Since her relationship with Wen Yanqing had been confirmed, she shouldn’t overly engage with the opposite sex, especially Gu Zhichuan. Even a simple exchange with him could cause people’s eyes to fixate on them, resulting in bizarre rumors.
She gestured to Bei Bei to wait for her and hurried over to Wen Yanqing. Tugging at his sleeve, she said, “Yanqing, can 1 borrow your phone to register an account?”
“Wait a moment.” Wen Yanqing took out his phone.
“Record your fingerprint.”
“All… do I have to? I’m just creating a small account. I’ll return it to you right away,” Lin Gantang said.
“It’s fine. It’ll be convenient for you in the future.”
Wen Yanqing handed her his phone, and Lin Gantang followed his instructions to record her fingerprint.
Shi Jun’s scrutinizing gaze made her nervous. Lin Gantang was afraid that he would find her disagreeable and scold her, so she quietly positioned herself behind Wen Yanqing.
Wen Yanqing chuckled and kindly advised, “Your friend has been waiting for you. Why don’t you take your time with the phone and give it back to me later?”
Lin Gantang glanced at Shi Jun and slipped away.
“She seems a bit afraid of you.” Wen Yanqing said to Shi Jun with a smile, “Don’t scare her.”
“Can I scare her?” Shi Jun responded as if he had heard a joke.. “She scolds people so fiercely that I would gladly admit defeat!”