Chapter 52 Swimsuit Play "Then call me 'Master' and let me hear it?"...
Jiang Chuyu is prone to daydreaming, while Gu Zeming is a man of action.
She had only casually mentioned that she disliked Beijing's winters, and Gu Zeming was already planning to take her on a vacation to a southern island.
At the end of the year, every household was busy preparing for the Spring Festival. Jiang Chuyu was hesitating about how to tell Jiang Shan about this when Gu Zeming called directly to ask for her.
Jiang Shan didn't object.
She had always been somewhat wary of this future son-in-law. Gu Zeming was too much like Boss Qin. Once he grew stronger, he would probably become an insurmountable obstacle for the entrepreneurs in Beijing's business circle.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shan asked Jiang Chuyu to come to the study for a talk.
Seeing that her expression was somewhat serious, Jiang Chuyu couldn't help but feel uneasy as well.
Jiang Shan smiled and tried to ease the tension, saying, "Mom just wanted to chat with you for a bit, don't be nervous."
Jiang Chuyu nodded.
Jiang Shan: "How have things been going between you and Gu Zeming lately?"
Jiang Chuyu: "It's alright."
Jiang Shan: "Have you... tried it?"
Jiang Chuyu was stunned.
She hadn't expected Jiang Shan to ask this, but seeing that Jiang Shan didn't seem to blame her, she remained silent for a moment, then said rather embarrassedly, "Yes."
Jiang Shan is actually quite open-minded about sex education. To her, Jiang Chuyu and Gu Zeming's marriage is a done deal; all that's left is for them to graduate and get their marriage certificate. Compared to discovering her husband is impotent after marriage, Jiang Shan clearly hopes her daughter can also find happiness in this area.
Moreover, having a healthy body and the ability to reproduce normally is also one of the important criteria for the Qin family's heir. An old family like theirs would certainly not let someone who has no descendants inherit the family business.
"If ten is a perfect score, what score would you give him?" Jiang Shan continued to ask.
Jiang Chu was at a loss. Some blush-inducing images flashed through her mind, and her scalp tingled instantly.
"he……"
Seeing her stammering and hesitant expression, Jiang Shan understood.
"It seems my son-in-law is quite capable."
He's not just powerful, he's practically a ghost!
Jiang Chuyu's face turned bright red, feeling that neither admitting nor denying it would be right.
Jiang Shan said with great satisfaction, "Gu Zeming will be graduating from university after the New Year. The project he is researching at ML Blue Star Group is very impressive, and Grandpa Qin and Boss Qin are very satisfied with him. It is everyone's wish to have him transferred back to Qin's headquarters after graduation."
Jiang Chuyu rarely inquired about Gu Zeming's work, and hearing these words from her mother made her feel somewhat uneasy.
Jiang Shan sighed and continued, "Old Master Qin is nearing the end of his life. If you and Gu Zeming can get married and have a child as soon as possible, at least a third of the Qin family's wealth will be yours. Mom has always believed that you will become an even more successful entrepreneur than Mom, right?"
Jiang Chuyu's face turned deathly pale.
Sometimes, she felt that Jiang Shan did love her a little, after all, Jiang Shan had never mistreated her materially. But other times, she felt that Jiang Shan only saw her as an extension of her own will.
Jiang Shan has always wanted to become a great female entrepreneur. Although she is quite successful now, there are always several mountains looming ahead of her. She wants Jiang Chuyu to help her overcome these obstacles and become the top one.
Jiang Chuyu wasn't unaware of Jiang Shan's thoughts, but she really wanted to tell Jiang Shan that she was tired, that she didn't want to be an entrepreneur, that she didn't have such lofty ambitions, that she just wanted to be a designer, to live a slow life, and then, on a bright spring day, to die peacefully.
But those words were never spoken.
Jiang Shan thought she had concerns and comforted her, saying, "Don't feel guilty. In reality, there are many sons-in-law who get rich by relying on their fathers-in-law's connections and resources, only to abandon their wives and children in the end, and are still praised as great entrepreneurs. It's really unreasonable for a woman to be called a gold digger when the same thing happens to her. It's normal for our family and the Qin family to have some exchange of benefits in our marriage alliance."
Jiang Chuyu had already given up.
She doesn't like children and will never have children in her life, not even Gu Zeming's.
Even if Gu Zeming might respect her wishes, the Qin family would never want an heir who would die without descendants.
So from the very beginning, she and Gu Zeming were not a good match and had no future together.
Leaving is her best option.
Jiang Chuyu did not refute Jiang Shan, because those who want to leave are always obedient and quiet.
At the end of January, IELTS and TCF results were released, and Jiang Chuyu passed smoothly.
She began to look forward to living alone abroad in the future.
Meanwhile, Gu Zeming was planning their first trip.
He was always meticulous in his work, and he prepared everything before departure. Jiang Chuyu only needed to move in with him and enjoy her vacation.
Jiang Lekai originally wanted to follow Jiang Chuyu to join in the fun, but Gu Zeming glared at him and stopped him.
He feared nothing and no one except Gu Zeming. The blood ties that suppressed the relationship between teacher and student were vividly displayed between them.
Jiang Chuyu found it very funny.
During the flight, she said, "Gu Zeming, you're so fierce! My brother is like a mouse seeing a cat when he sees you."
Gu Zeming ignored her.
Jiang Chuyu chuckled, becoming even more outrageous, and said, "Gu Zeming, aren't you actually a beautiful little kitten?"
Gu Zeming didn't say anything, but put a small apple in her mouth.
Jiang Chu took a bite of the taro; it was quite sweet, so she ate it slowly.
After a while, she suddenly realized that Gu Zeming was staring at her.
Jiang Chuyu touched her face in confusion, and then heard him say, "Okay."
Jiang Chuyu asked, bewildered, "Can I do what?"
Gu Zeming: "Be your cat."
Jiang Chuyu was slightly stunned, and a string in her mind snapped.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she lowered her voice and said, "Then call me 'Master' and let me hear it?"
Gu Zeming was silent for a moment, then parted his thin lips slightly: "Master."
Jiang Chuyu's heart skipped a beat; she was completely at a loss.
How can someone dress so impeccably, appearing aloof and untouched by worldly affairs, yet be so incredibly flamboyant?
But that's exactly what she likes.
All of this must be Heaven's way of shaking her resolve to leave.
Jiang Chuyu kept a straight face and tried her best to remind herself to say NO to bad temptations the whole way!
After the plane landed, they took a car to Fenjiezhou Island.
Jiang Chuyu rarely traveled before; this was her first time spending the winter in the south.
Even in winter, the island's temperature stays above 20 degrees Celsius, with plenty of sunshine and a bright, warm climate.
Jiang Chuyu pulled out a swimsuit she hadn't worn in a long time from her suitcase.
Gu Zeming was checking his diving equipment in the living room when he heard the door to the changing room open. He turned his head to look, then paused.
She was wearing a tie-up two-piece swimsuit in a refreshing blue and white color, with a cute ruffled hem. Her skin was so white and translucent, like a delicious sea salt cake.
Gu Zeming looked away and continued to examine the items.
Jiang Chuyu walked over and whispered in his ear, "I'm planning to tan myself to a wheat color, what do you think?"
Gu Zeming: "It looks great as it is."
Jiang Chuyu raised an eyebrow: "Then why don't you dare look at me?"
Gu Zeming glanced at her and said meaningfully, "I've been watching."
That's true.
He wasn't someone who indulged in culinary desires, but after meeting her, he began to compromise on certain boundaries.
She had no idea how delicious sea salt cake was.
Jiang Chuyu carefully observed Gu Zeming's expression.
His expression was indifferent, and he appeared unusually calm.
"All right."
Jiang Chuyu straightened up, stretched, and stopped dwelling on the matter.
During the Spring Festival, the number of tourists visiting Fenjiezhou Island surged.
Jiang Chuyu couldn't dive, so she moved a deck chair to the beach to sunbathe.
Compared to dealing with all those distant relatives at home, it's much more relaxing and carefree to be here now, basking in the sun and watching the handsome men and beautiful women on the beach.
I wonder if winters in France are this warm.
Lost in thought, Gu Zeming emerged from the sea, his soaked black hair plastered to his forehead, water droplets rolling down his defined jawline and neck, flowing over his firm chest and waist, and disappearing into the edge of his swim trunks.
He casually wiped his face, took off his goggles, and glanced at the beach.
The gaze freezes.
Jiang Chuyu was sprawled on a beach chair, draped in a thin towel, with a wide-brimmed straw hat covering most of her face, leaving only one hand exposed, holding a cup of milk tea.
Gu Zeming walked over to her chair, his feet sinking into the warm sand.
His tall figure completely enveloped her.
Jiang Chuyu moved slightly, causing her straw hat to lift a crack. An eye peeked out from the crack, saw it was him, and pushed the hat up a little more, revealing her entire face.
The sun made her cheeks flush red, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.
She squinted and handed over the cup of milk tea in her hand, her voice a little lazy: "You're back? I saved you a bite."
The milk tea was already half-finished, and there were traces of use on the rim of the cup—her lipstick marks.
She wore lipstick, a very light peach-pink, like petals coated in icing.
Gu Zeming took it, his fingertips touching the warm back of her hand, then immediately separating.
He held the cup, his gaze lingering on the lip print for a moment, then subtly turned the cup slightly, placed his thin lips on the print, and tilted his head back to take a sip.
The sweet liquid, with its tea and milky aroma, glides down your throat, feeling very cool.
He commented, "It's a little sweet."
Jiang Chuyu clicked her tongue lightly and snatched the cup back. "If you don't like it sweet, then don't drink it. I didn't ask you to."
Gu Zeming didn't speak, he just looked at her.
She pouted slightly, giving me a look that said, "Don't mess with me."
Gu Zeming leaned down, one hand resting on the armrest of her beach chair, completely covering her in shadow.
Before Jiang Chuyu could react to what he was about to do, he had already moved closer, his warm tongue quickly and almost imperceptibly brushing against the corner of her lips.
Jiang Chuyu was stunned.
He straightened up, his expression still calm, but there was a subtle ripple in his eyes.
She heard him say, "It's sweeter here."
Jiang Chuyu's hand holding the cup froze in mid-air. The corner of her mouth, which he had kissed, felt itchy. The dampness was quickly blown away by the sea breeze, leaving a strange, marked sensation.
"You..." Jiang Chuyu opened her mouth, wanting to call him a hooligan, but then felt that the word felt awkward to use on him, and finally only managed to utter a weak and unthreatening sentence, "You're a lunatic!"
Gu Zeming had already sat down on the beach chair next to her. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at her and smiled: "Just telling the truth."
Jiang Chuyu glared at him, raised her cup, and took a big gulp of milk tea, but she drank it too fast and almost choked.
She covered her mouth and coughed, tears welling up in her eyes.
Gu Zeming looked at her disheveled appearance, and the corners of his lips seemed to curl up very slightly.
He turned his head, closed his eyes, looked up at the sky, and let the sunlight bathe his entire body.
Water droplets dripped from his hair, making him look wet and giving him a somewhat mermaid-like appearance at first glance.
madman.
Jiang Chuyu cursed silently in her heart, turned her head away, refused to look at him anymore, put the straw hat back on her face, and pretended to be asleep.
However, the sweetness of the milk tea lingered in my mouth, mixed with an indescribable, unique flavor that I couldn't shake off.
The two lay side by side, an arm's length apart, neither of them speaking.
The sound of the ocean waves comes in waves, never ceasing.
The noise of the tourists gradually faded into the background.
The sunshine felt warm and cozy on my skin.
Jiang Chuyu was a little uncomfortable at first, her body tense, but the warm sunlight and the continuous sound of the waves seemed to have a magical power, slowly dispelling all her restlessness.
She quietly lifted her straw hat slightly, turned her head, and secretly peeked at the person next to her.
Gu Zeming's eyes were closed, his breathing steady, as if he were asleep. His long eyelashes drooped, his nose was high, and his lips were thin and pale.
He usually has no expression, and when he looks at people, his eyes are distant and scrutinizing, as if nothing catches his eye.
Only when I'm asleep or relaxed does the chill and gloom in my bones fade a little.
But Jiang Chuyu knew it was all an illusion. Gu Zeming's heart was black, a whirlpool, an undercurrent hidden beneath warm waters, ready to pull someone in at any moment.
She licked the corner of her mouth, and the spot where he had kissed her seemed to warm up again.
Lost in thought, the person next to him suddenly spoke up: "Have you seen enough?"
Jiang Chuyu was startled. Feeling guilty, she quickly covered herself with her straw hat, and a muffled voice came from under the hat: "Who's looking at you! Don't flatter yourself."
There was no sound from the side.
After a long silence, she heard a very soft laugh.
Time slowly passed.
Later, Jiang Chuyu really felt drowsy, her consciousness drifting.
In a daze, she felt something touch her hand, which was hanging by the side of the chair.
Dry, still warm from human body temperature.
It was Gu Zeming's fingers. He didn't grasp them, but simply placed his fingertips lightly on the back of her hand, pausing there.
Jiang Chuyu jolted awake, her sleepiness vanishing almost completely.
She didn't move, but her heartbeat went erratic.
A moment later, Gu Zeming gently squeezed her fingers, as if measuring the size of her left ring finger. The movement was very light, with a casual intimacy.
itch.
Jiang Chuyu held her breath, focusing all her attention on that one spot.
His fingertips had thin calluses, and the rough touch scraped against his delicate skin, sending a slight shiver down his spine.
Jiang Chuyu couldn't help but curl her fingers.
Gu Zeming paused, then moved his hand away.
All that remained around her was the sound of the waves and the pounding of her heart.
She didn't know how much time had passed, so much so that Jiang Chuyu thought that what had just happened was just her imagination, when Gu Zeming's hand covered hers again, completely enveloping her hand.
Jiang Chuyu reflexively pulled her hand back, the movement so fast it was almost abrupt.
Gu Zeming's hand hovered in mid-air for a second before slowly retracting.
He turned to look at her.
Jiang Chuyu sat up, tidied her hair in a somewhat disheveled manner, avoided his gaze, and said in a dry voice, "It's so hot."
After saying it, I realized that the excuse was utterly lame.
The sea breeze was quite refreshing.
Gu Zeming didn't expose her, he just gave a faint "hmm" and sat up.
He looked out at the sea; the sun was beginning to set, and golden light spilled across the surface, shimmering and dancing.
"Let's go for a walk." He stood up and reached out his hand to her.
Jiang Chuyu hesitated for a moment, then took his hand and used it to stand up.
As evening fell, the sky was dyed a brilliant orange-red, and the clouds were edged with dazzling gold.
There were far fewer people on the beach than in the afternoon, but the waves continued to pound the shore tirelessly.
They walked side by side along the damp beach, the sand soft and cool beneath their feet, the waves occasionally surging up, submerging their ankles, and then receding.
After walking for a while, Gu Zeming naturally reached out and touched the back of her hand.
This time, Jiang Chuyu didn't dodge.
His hand slid down, slipped between her fingers, and held her firmly, their fingers intertwined.
Neither of them spoke; they simply held hands and walked slowly, watching the sky gradually darken.
The afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows long, making them look as if they were huddled together.
After walking for a while, Jiang Chuyu gently shook their clasped hands and whispered, "You still haven't answered my question from last time."
Gu Zeming squeezed her palm, increasing the pressure slightly, and chuckled, "What's the problem?"
"Don't play dumb." Jiang Chuyu turned her head to look at him, trying to shake off his hand.
Gu Zeming held her even tighter, not allowing her to break free, and chuckled as he pulled her closer to him, a very faint smile playing on his lips.
Actually, we went to the same high school.
Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was so good that he was honest with her for the first time.
"I'm that passerby who took it upon myself to pull you back from the brink of death, and who you now resent."
Jiang Chuyu froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.
The whole world seemed to be collapsing rapidly because of his words.
Gu Zeming is a really arrogant person at times; he even interferes in her life and death.
If it weren't for Gu Zeming, she wouldn't have to live such a painful life; she should hate him. But without Gu Zeming, she wouldn't have had the chance to experience those brief and fleeting moments of happiness, so she was also grateful to him.
All the tangled emotions of love and hate surged forth in an instant, leaving Jiang Chuyu completely speechless and her heart aching terribly.
She shook off his hand with almost all her might and walked forward.
After walking a few steps, she found him standing still and turned back, feeling a little aggrieved, and hugged him.
"Gu Zeming".
"Um?"
"I hate you." She sobbed softly, wiping her tears on his shoulder.
Gu Zeming looked down at her and pinched her ear.
"It's okay, it's enough that I like you."
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They celebrated the New Year thousands of kilometers away from home.
On television, the host began a countdown with the entire audience.
"Five, four, three, two, one—Happy Chinese New Year!"
Cheers erupted both on and off the television screen.
The fireworks display reached its climax, with countless points of light bursting and falling, turning the entire world as bright as day.
Jiang Chuyu was pinned against the French windows by Gu Zeming.
The hustle and bustle outside the window seemed to draw ever closer, while before her stood his warm, solid chest.
His cool fingertips caressed the back of her neck as he lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.
"Be good, I'll let you go after you count to ten."
Jiang Chuyu stared at him with unfocused eyes, counting to nine in a trembling voice, but he lowered his head and bit her neck.
Jiang Chuyu groaned in pain and cursed him, "You bastard."
Gu Zeming chuckled softly, the vibrations in his chest transmitted through the thin fabric of his clothes, carrying a deadly allure.
He moved closer, his nose lightly touching her cheek, and took a deep sniff of her scent. His voice was very low, carrying a kind of melancholy, long-suppressed emotion.
"Only a bastard would love you for so many years."
Jiang Chuyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by something, a pain mixed with a hint of pleasure.
She bit her lower lip and looked up at his face, which was so close to hers.
Fireworks bloomed in his pupils, refracting a dazzling array of colors.
He raised his hand and gently stroked her lips, which she was biting tightly with her fingertips.
Open your mouth, I want to kiss you.
The moment he finished speaking, he parted her lips and took her tongue into his mouth.
"Mmm..." A wet, hot tongue roamed in her mouth, conquering and plundering.
Perhaps because today was a special day, his kiss was deeper and more intense than usual, as if it carried a fierce determination to devour her whole, yet also a unique tenderness.
After an unknown amount of time, the fireworks outside the window gradually subsided, and he slowly released her, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing becoming somewhat rapid.
Jiang Chuyu's cheeks were flushed, her eyelashes were moist, and she leaned against him to calm her breathing, her hand still gripping his clothes.
"Crazy," she muttered softly, her voice slightly soft and husky.
Gu Zeming reached out and rubbed her flushed cheeks with his knuckles.
“Yes, I am.” He admitted frankly, his tone trailing off with a languid quality, as if a desire had been fulfilled. “I’ve wanted to do this since high school.”
He turned her around, and together they faced the now silent night sky.
Even after the grand fireworks display, the island remains brightly lit.
Gu Zeming looked out the window, and the arms around her waist gradually tightened.
Happy New Year, Jiang Chuyu.
Jiang Chuyu leaned against him, feeling the steady heartbeat behind her, and the slight annoyance of being "tricked" dissipated.
She smiled.
Happy New Year, Gu Zeming.
Gu Zeming kissed her hair, his voice returning to its usual cool tone: "From now on, let's spend every year together, okay?"
Jiang Chuyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Let's just say this is the last time she'll lie to him.
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