Gu Chengyu pushed open the apartment door. The living room was quiet, with only the servants bowing silently.
He didn't stop and went straight to the master bedroom. The door was ajar, and there was no one inside.
"Hmm?" He raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
The young girl was so attached to him that she got used to waiting for him in the master bedroom and rarely went back to her own second bedroom.
He turned around, took a few steps to the door of the second bedroom, grasped the doorknob, and gently pushed it open.
Under the soft light, Su Qianqian was nestled in a single sofa by the window.
She was hugging a cloud-shaped pillow tightly, almost burying her entire face in it.
Hearing the door open, she visibly stiffened. Instead of turning around, she buried her face even deeper into the fluffy cushion, leaving him with only her dark hair.
Gu Chengyu cleared his throat and looked down at the small figure who was clearly pretending to be an ostrich.
He had just turned down dinner invitations from two socialites for her sake, and he was feeling quite smug about it.
He couldn't wait to pull the person into his arms and demand a reward.
But the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back down.
no.
This little darling is simple-minded and prone to overthinking. What if she thinks he's just looking for a blind date and doesn't really like her, and then starts arguing with him?
After all, Qianqian is not one of those women who could be summoned and dismissed at will.
For the first time, Young Master Gu felt frustrated because he couldn't even say he had done a good deed.
He strode over.
What are you doing hiding here?
He lowered his voice deliberately, with a hint of coaxing, and his large hand reached under her armpits without warning, trying to dig her out from deep within the sofa.
Like a frightened little rabbit, Su Qianqian clung to the pillow, squirming in resistance, her soft voice muffled as it came from inside the pillow:
"None of your business..."
Her body was touched by his large hand again.
Last night in the garage, the memory of him repeatedly pressing me down in the car with his hands around my waist came flooding back.
Subconscious urges stirred up a familiar ache, making her even more embarrassed, and she just wanted to bury her head in the sand like an ostrich.
"Tsk."
Gu Chengyu was amused by her stubbornness, but also a little helpless.
With his large hand slipping under her armpits, he applied a little force and lifted the light little girl up, pillow and all.
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