Mr. Ji, Let's Get Our Marriage Certificate When You're Free

Everyone believed Yu Nian and Ji Yanxing's marriage was for family interests, devoid of affection, yet no one knew she had secretly loved him for a long time. Yu Nian always thought, there'...

Chapter 175 Don't Regret

Chapter 175 Don't Regret

The midsummer rainstorm came suddenly, and the raindrops hit the glass windows of the hotel wantonly.

Lightning flashed across the sky, tearing apart the layers of dark clouds.

The wind blew up the outermost layer of gray weft, revealing the beauty of the room.

The cool breeze brought Gao Qier back to consciousness. With the help of the white light of lightning, she looked at the man above her head.

What caught her eye was the man's slender neck, with a red scratch on his cold white skin, which made his originally cold and aloof expression become seductive. The man put his hands on both sides of her shoulders and looked down at her.

The already dark eyes became even darker, with a hint of tempting desire.

Alcohol stimulated her brain. Gao Qier stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were covered with moist mist.

She met his eyes and mustered up the courage to say, "As long as you help Gao's family through this difficult time, I will marry you."

After he finished speaking, the man paused for a moment.

A ripple flashed across his ink-black eyes, but the rising hostility was suppressed the moment he saw the girl's fair face.

The next second――

Before Gao Qier could react to what he meant, she was picked up. She screamed in fear, and her fingers subconsciously grasped his white shirt, causing several wrinkles.

Gao Qier was carried by him to the floor-to-ceiling window. Just as she was about to turn around, her back suddenly touched the man's hard chest.

His warmth came through the thin fabric, stopping all her movements.

Royal Palace Hotel is the tallest building in City A, and the presidential suite is on the top floor of the hotel.

Gao Qier looked down and had the illusion that she would fall at any time. The alcohol in her body made her scalp slightly numb.

"Qi Ye..."

The woody scent on the man and the smell of alcohol on her blended together, forming a charming and subtle ambiguous entanglement in the air.

The temperature difference between indoors and outdoors made the floor-to-ceiling windows moist. Qi Ye held her hands and pressed them against the misty glass.

"Don't regret it."

His voice was low and hoarse, blending into the thick night and the sound of dripping rain, making people's hearts tremble.

A strange feeling surged into her heart, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of rippling watery light, and Gao Qier's vision gradually became blurred.

The raindrops outside the window began to sway slowly.

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The sudden ringing of a cell phone brought Gao Qier back to reality from her erotic dream.

Gao Qier frowned her delicate eyebrows, her black hair scattered on the white sheets. She yawned, and her hazy vision gradually became clear.

Because he had just woken up, his voice was lazy and hoarse: "Hello?"

"Baby, you haven't gotten up yet. I've sent your location on your phone. I'll give you an hour to dress up and come over quickly. I'm waiting for you."

As soon as the call was connected, the urging voice of my best friend Song Yao came from the other end.

Gao Qier glanced at her cell phone and saw the time - seven o'clock in the evening.

She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, then hummed, "I'll get up right away."

Gao Qier went out traveling for a month and rushed back to City A the day before her best friend Song Yao's birthday. She had just taken a two-hour nap when she received a call from Song Yao.

Today is Song Yao’s birthday, and I agreed to celebrate it with her.

The rain outside the window was still falling, and the raindrops hit the glass window, and the rapid sound made people feel uneasy.

Gao Qier suddenly remembered the erotic dream she had just had. This rainstorm was no less severe than that night.

Gao Qier casually flipped through the unread text messages. After a quick glance, her eyes inadvertently fell on the message box pinned to the top of WeChat and her gaze paused.

Empty.

There are no unread red dots.

The time displayed is – three months ago.

Her curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and her mood, which had been soothed by sleep, became a little irritable. Gao Qier stared at the screen for a few seconds, her eyes growing colder by the second.

Until the phone screen goes black automatically.

Her silhouette was projected on the screen, and she pursed her lips with a mocking expression.

With a "bang".

The phone was thrown heavily onto the bedside table.

When she lowered her eyes and saw the ring on her ring finger, she became even more annoyed. She took off the ring and threw it into the drawer.

Then he got up and washed up.