Read After Three Rounds with the Gloomy Campus Crush - Chapter 36 Enticing Her to Make a Mistake "Be good, let me hear your voice?"

Chapter 36 Enticing Her to Make a Mistake "Be good, let me hear your voice?"

Gu Zeming rarely gets drunk.

He has always known how to maintain appropriate boundaries at the dinner table.

Today is a special case.

He probably has never been slapped in his life. His face is so outstanding that the first thing others want to do when they see it is to praise him.

Slapping someone on the head is utterly rebellious.

Jiang Chuyu acted purely on a conditioned reflex; she was stunned after slapping herself.

Gu Zeming stood frozen in place, his cheeks burning with pain. He blinked, seemingly unable to believe what had happened.

"You hit me?" His voice was filled with disbelief and grievance, his dark eyes were misty, his hair fell over his forehead, and his expression had a kind of dejected, abused beauty that looked particularly... alluring under the light.

"I...I didn't mean to!" Jiang Chuyu panicked. "Who told you to be dishonest..."

The night breeze dissipated some of the effects of the alcohol, and Gu Zeming's eyes gradually cleared: "Does your hand hurt?"

Completely unprepared for his question, Jiang Chuyu honestly replied, "A little..."

Gu Zeming raised his hand, gently rubbing his temples with his knuckles, and sighed softly, "I'm sorry."

Just as Jiang Chuyu was about to say it was nothing, his voice rang out again.

"Shall I rub it for you?"

Jiang Chuyu wanted to slap someone again.

She admitted that Gu Zeming was even more delicious now than when he was sober, but she still had some morals, right?

Jiang Chuyu put the bowl back on the table, stared at him for a while, and paced back and forth in the living room in frustration.

Seeing this, Gu Zeming sat up straight, reverting to his aloof and noble demeanor, though his left cheek was still red, making him look somewhat comical.

Finally, feeling a little guilty, Jiang Chuyu tentatively asked, "Shall I help you back to your room to rest?"

Gu Zeming shook his head: "No need."

After that sentence, the two fell into an awkward silence.

Jiang Chuyu lowered her eyes to observe him.

The usually decisive and efficient person now looked like a cat that had done something wrong, with lowered eyelashes and a slight downturn at the corners of her mouth, sitting obediently on the sofa. She suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

Too lazy to argue with the drunkard any longer, I pulled him up without saying a word, helped him stagger back to the bedroom, and then threw him onto the bed.

"You should get some sleep."

Jiang Chuyu helped him unbutton a few buttons to cool down, set the air conditioner temperature, and was about to leave when he grabbed her wrist again.

"Don't go, I feel so bad..."

Jiang Chuyu asked helplessly, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

He gripped her wrist tightly, his long eyelashes slightly lifted, gazing into her eyes while torturing himself.

"Here." A hoarse voice followed by low, labored breathing.

A night breeze swept by, carrying the warmth of summer.

Jiang Chu felt a numbness in the taro skin.

She forcefully shook off his hand and fled back to her room.

Through the wall, she could faintly hear him calling her name, calling her "baby".

From light to heavy, then came increasingly painful low moans.

A dozen minutes later.

Gu Zeming got up and walked to the wall, leaning against it with one hand, facing the direction of her bedroom, his gaze seemingly able to see through the wall and onto her bed.

"Chuyu," he coaxed softly. "Let me hear your voice, okay?"

Jiang Chuyu bit her finger, turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and shook her head.

He took a deep breath, his voice suppressed and restrained, carrying a dangerous rhythm.

"You can say whatever you want."

"You can insult me, curse me, whatever."

I want to hear your voice.

He lowered his stance and surrendered to her completely, as if he would die from missing her too much at any moment.

Jiang Chuyu opened her mouth, her throat tightened, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Senior."

Gu Zeming groaned, his pupils contracted slightly, and his neck arched back. Light shone into his dark eyes, and he exhaled, his back and forehead damp with sweat.

A few seconds later, Jiang Chuyu heard his voice coming from the other side of the wall, mixed with a barely perceptible laugh and a hint of satisfaction.

"I am here."

I couldn't sleep all night and only managed to fall asleep just before dawn.

The next morning, Jiang Chuyu woke up hungry and went to the kitchen to find something to eat, still half asleep.

Jiang Lekai walked in yawning, and was startled when he saw her.

"Up so early and still not making a sound, are you playing tricks on us?"

Jiang Chuyu didn't have the energy to argue with him and focused on frying eggs.

Jiang Lekai, realizing he had made a fool of himself, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of pure milk.

He was fifteen years old, at the age when he was growing, and couldn't stand being hungry, so as soon as he sat down, he piled several slices of toast onto his plate.

"The jam is in the second drawer of the cupboard," Jiang Chuyu kindly reminded him, her eyes fixed on the pot.

The kitchen door was pushed open again, and her back straightened instantly.

Gu Zeming, wearing a black bathrobe, stepped through the door.

He had just taken a shower; his hair was slightly damp, and he looked somewhat languid.

"Good morning." He walked to the kitchen counter.

Jiang Chuyu quickly looked away as if she had been burned.

Jiang Lekai stared at Gu Zeming's face for a long time, then clicked his tongue in amazement: "Teacher, why is your face swollen?"

Gu Zeming made himself a cup of coffee, slowly pulled out a chair and sat down. His gaze lingered on Jiang Chuyu's bright red ear tips for two seconds, then he said expressionlessly, "I drank some alcohol last night, and I might have had an allergic reaction to something."

fraud!

Jiang Chuyu thought to herself, then picked up her breakfast and sat far away from him.

Jiang Lekai leaned closer to examine it. "Strange, only one side of your face is allergic? It looks like you've been slapped. Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No need," Gu Zeming said calmly, taking a sip of his coffee and letting his Adam's apple bob. "It'll be ready soon."

Jiang Chuyu almost choked on her own saliva.

She kept her head down, the knife and fork scraping against the plate with a harsh sound. She looked as if all her energy had been drained away, listless and utterly dejected.

Jiang Lekai shifted his gaze, looking at her suspiciously: "Did you go thieving last night?"

Jiang Chuyu glanced at him and said, "Eat your food and stop talking nonsense."

Jiang Lekai scoffed and then asked Gu Zeming, "Teacher, what time do we start class?"

Gu Zeming casually said, "9:30."

"Oh." Jiang Lekai finished his breakfast in a few bites, his mouth full. "I'm going for my morning exercise, see you later."

The moment the door closed, the air around the dining table seemed to freeze.

"Um..." Jiang Chuyu finally mustered up her courage and looked up, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

Gu Zeming put down his cup, his eyes slightly narrowed, a smile that made you want to punch him yet also kiss him. "Which part are you referring to?"

That jerk, he's playing dumb with her again!

Jiang Chuyu composed herself, put down her chopsticks, and said, "You promised that if we broke up, we would cut ties cleanly."

Gu Zeming chewed slowly, swallowed his food, and then said, "I did promise to break up with you, but I didn't say I couldn't pursue you again after the breakup."

Jiang Chuyu's eyes widened. "You're being a scoundrel!"

Gu Zeming picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth with such elegance that it was impossible to look away. "It is my right to like or love whomever I want. Our agreement did not include a clause prohibiting Gu Zeming from continuing to pursue Jiang Chuyu. You just didn't think it through."

Jiang Chuyu was annoyed: "You're a senior, why are you playing word games with me?"

"I'm just stating the facts." Gu Zeming leaned back in his chair, his robe belt tightening as he did so, outlining his strong waistline. "I gave you a chance to escape, but you weren't ruthless enough."

Because I still love him and am afraid that I will really ruin him, I can't help but soften my heart.

“You could delete all my contact information, have your mother fire me, and then announce to the world that Gu Zeming is a pervert, a slut who likes to kneel in front of Jiang Chuyu and kiss her feet. You could even send me to prison the night we broke up, get rid of me completely, destroy me, and trample my dignity into the mud... But do you dare?”

"You wouldn't dare, Jiang Chuyu."

"Because you know perfectly well that you are my accomplice."

Jiang Chuyu was so angry that her hands trembled, and she grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gu Zeming obediently took a bite of bread, but his eyes remained fixed on her.

Jiang Chuyu pulled her hand back, feeling like he was driving her crazy.

How can there be such a person? He acts without any regard for the consequences! Where is his fine manners and character? Where is his admirable self-control and pride?

They can say those kinds of things without batting an eye.

Gu Zeming is a complete bastard!

Jiang Chuyu gritted her teeth: "You're not allowed to say another word."

Gu Zeming smiled and obediently ended the conversation, then quietly ate his meal.

Jiang Chuyu breathed a sigh of relief, not wanting to look at him anymore, and turned on a variety show to watch while eating.

It's a celebrity detective and mystery variety show that Caiyan recommended to her.

Jiang Chuyu happened to see the episode of "The Clouds That Can't Be Reached Again".

In the suffocating silence, the male guest's heartfelt singing began.

Not for the sake of a ridiculous pretense of dignity.

All the sadness was left behind

The day we broke up

Not all love was complete at the beginning.

One person's fulfillment

Better than the dilemma of three people.

I've given you so many years of my youth.

In return, I received a sentence

Thank you for your understanding.

It fulfilled your desire for freedom and adventure.

It fulfilled my dream of a blue sea and sky.

She made you vows of eternal love and sweet words.

I only have one sentence

A fulfillment without regret

...

Jiang Chuyu glanced at the person across the table and sighed casually, "Indeed, letting go is the best kind of love."

Gu Zeming smiled.

It wasn't a polite, fake smile, but a genuine smile that came from the heart, making your eyes crinkle.

“So,” he swallowed his bread, his thin lips moving slightly, his voice tinged with coldness, “are you happy with Li Sen?”

Jiang Chuyu was taken aback: "What?"

"Do you have feelings for him?" Gu Zeming leaned forward, his imposing presence instantly enveloping the dining table. "Wouldn't you want to hug and kiss him?"

"Stop!" Jiang Chuyu stood up abruptly. "Li Sen and I are platonic, unlike you!"

"What about me?"

Jiang Chuyu squeezed out four words through gritted teeth, enunciating each one slowly and deliberately: "Unrestrained, dissolute, physical, and emaciated."

"So this is how you see me."

Gu Zeming smiled and nodded, without refuting.

His excessive composure made her seem like a freak.

Soon, Jiang Chuyu also calmed down.

She stared intently at Gu Zeming, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Don't worry, I will not only hug and kiss Li Sen, but I will also marry him."

"We do everything that couples and spouses do. Including..."

"like."

She took the phone and, in front of Gu Zeming, sent a message to Li Sen.

At that time, Li Sen had just finished discussing a business deal with his father and Qin Jiyuan, and was then kept behind by Qin Jiyuan for a private chat.

In the past two years, Lishi Group's main business has encountered a market downturn, resulting in continuous losses and a serious cash flow crisis, making it urgently need to raise funds to recover.

Among the Beijing elites, only Qin Jiyuan could lend a hand. In order to expedite the cooperation, Li Sen was willing to lower himself to be a pawn for Qin Jiyuan, even risking his own marriage.

Qin Jiyuan sat in a black leather chair and lit a cigar.

Grayish-white smoke rose, and he took a drag, slowly letting it pass through his lungs.

"Among the younger generation, you are the most worry-free. In terms of talent and skill, many of your peers can't compare to you. Sometimes, I really envy your dad."

"Mr. Qin, you flatter me. Young Master Gu... is far superior to me."

Qin Jiyuan suddenly smiled.

He has beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and his smile is quite charming, making people both love and fear him.

Gu Zeming does resemble him somewhat.

Qin Jiyuan flicked his cigarette butt, leaned back, and the back of his chair swayed slightly.

He squinted at Li Sen and said meaningfully, "My good-for-nothing son has been bewitched by a girl."

"I made you be with her to force him to return to the Qin family. You haven't fallen in love with that girl too, have you?"

Li Sen's eyelids twitched slightly, and he frowned.

When he came out of the Qin Group headquarters building, the sun was shining brightly outside, and he closed his eyes briefly because of the heat.

The words I heard before I left echoed in my mind.

"Ze Ming would do anything for her. Even if she dies, she can only die in the Qin family."

Li Sen opened his phone to check the messages.

【I miss you. 】

He smiled at the screen and replied: "I'll come pick you up."

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Author's Note: Not for the sake of a ridiculous pretense of dignity.