"Even if we're even?" Gu Chengyu scoffed, as if he'd heard something utterly ridiculous. "Lin Shu," he called her by her full name, his voice low and menacing, "how long have you been by my side? Who in this circle doesn't know you're mine? Hmm?" He leaned back on the sofa, his long legs stretched out, his posture arrogant: "Now, you think you can just throw a card at me and call it even?" "Who gave you the guts, hmm? Or do you think I, Gu Chengyu, can be dismissed with this little bit of money?" The man's voice trailed off, carrying the anger of a superior being offended. The temperature in the entire lounge seemed to drop several degrees. He stared at her, his eyes filled with anger, but also with a predatory desire aroused by this unprecedented defiance. She was the first woman to dare dump him, Gu Chengyu. The bet flashed through his mind, Chen Que's gloating face seemingly right before his eyes. He absolutely could not lose. Lin Shu took a half step back, her heart pounding in her chest, as he questioned her. She knew that whether she could truly leave a mark on his heart depended entirely on this opportunity, and how she seized it. Lin Shu looked at him, at this man she had once looked up to, admired, and carefully tried to please. His anger and arrogance at this moment were real, so real that she almost thought he cared… But this thought was shattered by the cold amusement in his eyes. He was angry at her ungratefulness, angry at her audacity, not angry at her leaving. This realization sent a sharp pain through her heart. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to straighten her back again, her voice hardening: “Young Master Gu, you flatter me. I’m just following the contract, and I don’t want to… disturb Young Master Gu’s pleasures anymore.” “Ha, what a fine ‘following the contract.’” Gu Chengyu stood up, approaching her step by step. His dark gray shirt hugged his broad shoulders and lean waist, each step pressing on Lin Shu’s taut nerves. He stopped in front of her, the two so close they could feel the warmth of each other’s breath. He lowered his head slightly, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe. His voice was low, laced with a flirtatious threat: "Lin Shu, the rules of the game are always mine. You think you can just end it like that? Who gave you that illusion?" He raised his long, slender fingers, almost flirtatiously tracing her smooth jawline: "Trying to get my attention this way? Congratulations, you succeeded." The man's fingertips were burning hot, like a brand, making Lin Shu's skin burn. She stiffened, wanting to pull away, but her body wouldn't obey. The intense hormonal scent emanating from him as he approached, along with his flirtatious words, held her captive. The last vestiges of tenderness and adoration in her heart were stirred up by his arrogant demeanor, a turbulent sea of hatred and... an uncontrollable descent into depravity. She abruptly turned her head away from his touch, her voice stubborn: "Gu Chengyu! Don't go too far!" Gu Chengyu looked at her bright and beautiful appearance, a mixture of anger and fear, far more vibrant and alluring than her previous obsequious flattery. His Adam's apple bobbed, and the fire in his lower abdomen began to burn. Instead of backing away, he leaned down, his thin lips almost touching her sensitive earlobe, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear, with an arrogant air of certainty, "Too far? This is just the beginning. Lin Shu, we... will play slowly." He straightened up, reverting to his lazy and arrogant posture, as if his earlier approach had been merely her illusion. He straightened his cuffs, his tone indifferent: "Alright, go film. Don't delay the crew's schedule." Lin Shu bit her lower lip tightly; she dared not linger for another second, afraid she would break down and expose herself at any moment. She turned abruptly, her steps unsteady, and practically fled the dressing room. The magnificent costume's hem flashed in the doorway and disappeared. The instant the door closed, Gu Chengyu pulled out his phone. The screen lit up with a message from Chen Que: [Chengyu, I've noted the bet. Two months. Don't let your brother down.] A smug smile played on Gu Chengyu's lips as his fingers rapidly tapped the screen: [What's the rush? The show's just begun.]
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