After Mr. Gu poked at Su Qi’s heart, he went upstairs to the door of Qiao Yuxian’s room and tentatively twisted the doorknob.
The door opened; it wasn’t locked.
Mr. Gu felt a sense of relief inside, opened the door, and entered the room.
Qiao Yuxian was sitting by the bed, with a computer on her lap, looking up something.
She heard the door open, glanced up, saw Gu Yanjing, and then looked down again to continue with her computer.
Seeing her ignoring him, Gu Yanjing sat next to her and touched her face.
Qiao Yuxian glanced at him again, still ignoring him.
Gu Yanjing quietly sat beside her for a while, looking at her computer.
On the computer screen was a satellite map, with lots of densely packed moving red dots.
After a few seconds, Qiao Yuxian switched, and the screen went black.
Her fingertips were tapping on the keyboard, and lines of code appeared.
Her fingers moved quickly, and soon, the satellite map reappeared on the computer screen.
This time the range was smaller, and there were fewer moving red dots.
Qiao Yuxian took a look, placed her hands on the keyboard, and didn’t move anymore.
Seeing she wasn’t continuing, after a while, Gu Yanjing reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her onto his lap.
Qiao Yuxian was taken aback, instinctively holding her computer steady. After sitting on his lap, she immediately wanted to get off.
But Gu Yanjing held her waist, not letting her move.
Unable to get up, she glared at him fiercely.
Gu Yanjing looked at her fierce little expression and, after a moment, pinched her face and leaned in to kiss her lips.
Qiao Yuxian tried to dodge, but due to his strength, she couldn’t evade.
Failing to dodge, she angrily yelled, "Ah!"
Gu Yanjing looked at her.
Her little expression became fiercer.
Gu Yanjing said, "Calm down?"
"No," said Qiao Yuxian.
Gu Yanjing looked at her without saying anything.
Qiao Yuxian stared at him for a while and said, "Why did you give me Ghost Street?"
"Why can’t I give it to you?" Gu Yanjing asked in return.
"You worked so hard to acquire it; why give it to me?" Qiao Yuxian frowned. "And I’m still a person from Yunzhong Building."
"Weren’t you the one who said you wanted full management rights?" Gu Yanjing’s thumb stroked her little face.
"Isn’t it because you forced me to say it? You threatened to hit me. You wanted to hit me!" Qiao Yuxian’s little expression became fiercer, emphasizing the latter part.
"You believed me when I said I’d hit you." Gu Yanjing set her computer aside and tightened his grip on her waist. "Why didn’t you believe from the start that I’d never hurt you physically?"
His voice was calm, lacking any harshness, patiently asking her questions and analyzing the situation.
Qiao Yuxian was stunned and said nothing.
"Hmm?" Gu Yanjing’s hand slowly moved on her waist.
Qiao Yuxian pursed her lips and said, "Yunzhong Building and Gu Group are competitors. Today you brought so many people to the meeting, wasn’t it to fight if talks didn’t go well?"
"But you and I aren’t." Gu Yanjing said, "We’re a married couple. There’s no competitive opposition between us. At any time, I’ll stand by your side. Not leaving you to handle everything alone, placing me as your opposition."
Qiao Yuxian stared blankly at him, speechless.
Gu Yanjing said, "It was the same with Dong Qian today."
Qiao Yuxian still said nothing.
Gu Yanjing continued, "We haven’t known each other long, and there’s a need to understand each other. Try trusting me during this process."
After a moment of silence, Qiao Yuxian asked, "But what if next time you threaten to hit me, and I believe you won’t, but then you do?"
Gu Yanjing gently flicked her forehead.
"Ah." Qiao Yuxian softly exclaimed and covered her forehead.
"I won’t," Gu Yanjing said.
Just two simple words, seemingly devoid of emotion, yet a heavy promise.
Qiao Yuxian looked into his cold and serious eyes, paused, and then nodded, "Got it."
"Still mad?" Gu Yanjing asked.
Qiao Yuxian didn’t answer his question, instead saying, "I still don’t want Ghost Street. Uncle Wen was deliberate today. He thought I was dating you and concocted this event to test you. And with just a few words, you both left me with such a big windfall."
"Betrothal gift," Gu Yanjing said.
"I don’t want it," Qiao Yuxian insisted.
Gu Yanjing looked at her for a moment, moved his hand from her waist to her stomach and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"No," Qiao Yuxian replied, shifting uneasily, "I haven’t eaten ice cream; how could it hurt?"
Gu Yanjing watched her.
"I really didn’t eat," Qiao Yuxian said, not looking at him, her long eyelashes drooping. "I just glanced at it."
Gu Yanjing said nothing, his hand moved again, resting it on her lower abdomen. "What about here?"
"It doesn’t hurt here either," Qiao Yuxian said, "The end of my period, it doesn’t hurt."
It just suddenly disappears.
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She also didn’t know why.
During her period if she eats cold things, her period suddenly stops.
Since there was no pain, Gu Yanjing decided not to pursue the ice cream matter. His hand rested on her lower abdomen, his eyes lowered to her stomach, and after a pause, he said, "Take the management rights of Ghost Street. Treat it as a gift for our child."
Qiao Yuxian looked at him in shock, thinking her ears were deceiving her.
Under her shocked expression, Gu Yanjing gently rubbed her lower abdomen, saying, "Take it for now, and after the child is born, give it to him."
Qiao Yuxian remained speechless in shock, staring at him.
Gu Yanjing met her gaze.
After a few seconds, Qiao Yuxian’s face gradually reddened, and she finally said in shame and anger, "What child! Where did the child come from! There won’t be a child!"
Saying this, she tried to get off him.
Gu Yanjing held her waist, preventing her from moving.
"You..." Qiao Yuxian looked at him.
Seeing her blushing face, Gu Yanjing said, "Not now, but if we work hard, there will be."
Qiao Yuxian looked at him, still unable to speak.
Gu Yanjing’s voice and his words always carried a hint of coldness, coming out nonchalantly, with a bit of lazy casualness, yet with some solemnity.
Even such a simple sentence from his mouth always seemed to take on a different meaning.
But the more it was , the more Qiao Yuxian’s heart pounded fiercely. She found this cool and indifferent tone more unbearable than one filled with emotion.
It’s said that mesmerizingly seductive ones capture the heart.
But who knew that the cool and abstinent ones could be more captivating.
Qiao Yuxian felt she was about to go up in flames.
After looking at him for a while, she buried her face in his shoulder and softly cried out, "Ah————"
A small, lifeless cry.
Qiao Yuxian felt completely enchanted and beyond saving.
Hearing her soft voice, Gu Yanjing slightly curled his lips and patted her head...