Gao Ziyin didn't expect Jiang Yancheng to come, and she didn't expect him to come tonight.
Jiang Yancheng pushed Gao Ziyin's door and came in. Gao Ziyin frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"
"Where's Cheng Yan?"
"My cousin just left."
Jiang Yancheng looked at Gao Zinyin's face. She had probably just taken a shower and had nothing on her face. She looked like a lotus flower emerging from water.
"Just left?" Jiang Yancheng seemed to have pushed Gao Zinyin against the wall in just one step, and his hands became restless.
He has always been like this, not caring what others think and not giving others any face.
He didn't care that he and Gao Zinyin hadn't seen each other for five years. He didn't even ask and just came up like this.
Gao Ziyin chuckled. "We broke up five years ago and have no relationship now. My cousin and I were just pretending to be together, and I fell in love with him. I'm his lover. I can't really call him cuckolded."
Jiang Yancheng used his elbow to push Gao Zinyin against the wall, and with his other hand, there was a "swish" sound.
Jiang Yancheng looked down and saw that his skin was no different from five years ago.
"What are you going to do?" Gao Ziyin asked.
"A man and a woman are alone in a house, burning with passion. What do you think I should do? Ziyin, don't you understand what I want to do?" Jiang Yancheng whispered in Gao Ziyin's ear.
Gao Ziyin clearly heard a harsh mockery in his tone, even the word "Ziyin" sounded teasing. This was the first time Jiang Yancheng called Gao Ziyin "Ziyin", but it was under such circumstances.
It was as if their relationship had evolved from not calling each other by name to calling each other by just two characters.
However, in the past five years, they had no chance to get to know each other, and now they get along like two old enemies.
"You can sleep with me if you want, but I want you to agree to one condition!" Gao Zinyin said.
"You are the first woman to negotiate with me. Tell me." Jiang Yancheng still used his elbow to push Gao Zinyin against the wall. Now, he chuckled, and Gao Zinyin saw the dimple again. Everyone said that men with dimples have good personalities and are easy to get along with, but the dimples on his face increased the impression that he "does not recognize his relatives" and "acts ruthlessly".
"I want you to not have any other women in the future. I am the last one! Okay?" Gao Zinyin asked.
Jiang Yancheng looked at Gao Ziyin and actually smiled. "And then?"
"That's all! I just want to ask you if you can do it?" Gao Zinyin looked up at him.
"I'll try my best."
After saying that, he picked up Gao Zinyin and walked towards the bed.
Gao Zinyin knew that this man's mind was full of thoughts about sex, and he might be just being hypocritical towards all women.
When they got to the bed, Gao Zinyin said she would take a condom.
Jiang Yancheng lay on the bed, thinking sarcastically: It's really complete, I don't know how often I'll use it.
Gao Zinyin took out a knife from the drawer at lightning speed, jumped off the bed, and put the knife to his neck.
Jiang Yancheng frowned when he saw it.
"Jiang Yancheng, don't force me! Don't think that all women are vying for you. I came back this time and don't want to have any relationship with you, so don't press me. In the past five years, my relationship with my cousin has been getting better and better. It's not a coincidence that I'm with him. Sleeping with you is equivalent to cheating! Give up this idea. I know you have a lot of women, but to my cousin, I am only one! If you don't leave, I will die in front of you!" Gao Ziyin was holding a knife in his hand, naked from head to toe, looking at Jiang Yancheng with cold eyes.
With her long curly hair, she looks just like a Greek goddess.
"Gao-Zi-Yin!" Jiang Yancheng said these three words with gritted teeth. It was not the look of ease that he said, but the real gritted teeth, the gritted teeth with anger visible on his face.
One day, he will be helpless against Gao Zinyin.
"Are you leaving or not?" Gao Zinyin's knife cut further into his neck.
Jiang Yancheng saw traces of blood seeping out.
"Want to be a chaste heroine?" Jiang Yancheng suddenly jumped from the bed over there and came in front of Gao Zinyin.
He was holding Gao Zinyin's hand. Gao Zinyin was trying to move the knife towards herself, and Jiang Yancheng was holding her hand tightly.
"I don't want to be like I was five years ago. I've grown up and am no longer the silly little girl I used to be!" Gao Ziyin cast a straight and cold gaze on Jiang Yancheng's face. "You can take my knife, but if you dare to act, I will still die after you leave!"
Jiang Yancheng wanted to grab the hilt of the knife, but Gao Ziyin was holding the hilt, so he had no choice.
Jiang Yancheng's hand could only hold the knife itself, and his hand began to bleed.
"Are you leaving or not?" Gao Zinyin raised her eyes, her gaze was particularly stubborn, and she stared coldly at Jiang Yancheng. She could also feel Jiang Yancheng's blood dripping on her bare feet.
"Let go of my hand. I'm leaving." Jiang Yancheng said.
Gao Zinyin let go of the knife, Jiang Yancheng went over there to put on his clothes, and left without saying a word.
After Jiang Yancheng left, Gao Zinyin's knife fell to the ground. She collapsed, covering her face with her hands, still in panic. Her feet were stained with blood. It was his blood.
I wonder if someone like him, who had always been aloof and unyielding since childhood, who never put anyone in his eyes, who had always been so arrogant, had ever bled? Gao Ziyin went to the bathroom and took a shower.
Jiang Yancheng's car was driving on the road, and as usual, it was very stable. After a long time, he felt pain in his wrist, a very itchy pain. He raised his hand and saw that the scar on his wrist was very deep, and it happened to be on his wrist.
Jiang Yancheng smiled bitterly and went to a clinic on the roadside to have him bandaged and wrapped with thick gauze.
Gao Zinyin spent several days peacefully. During these days, Cheng Yan would occasionally come and the two would have dinner together.
Gao Zinyin wore a silk scarf to cover the wound on her neck, but fortunately the injury was not serious.
A few days later, Cheng Yan returned to France.
On this day, Gao Zinyin and Eva went to a dance party. They didn’t know who organized it, but it was a business event.
Gao Zinyin changed into a beautiful dress, looking very charming. She still wore a silk scarf around her neck. Unexpectedly, she saw Jiang Yancheng at the dance.
His hand was still bandaged with gauze. For a man like him, dressed in a suit and tie, the gauze on his hand was naturally very conspicuous.
Gao Ziyin saw it, but she pretended not to see it. She stayed away from him throughout the whole dance and didn't want to have anything to do with him.
While Gao Ziyin was drinking red wine, he heard someone's voice behind him, "How could such a noble man like Mr. Jiang get hurt?"
Then I heard Jiang Yancheng's teasing voice, "Yes."
"How did you get hurt? Don't tell me that President Jiang was inspecting the construction site and was cut." The man said again.
"But that's exactly what happened." After saying that, Jiang Yancheng laughed.
"Who would believe that?" the man said, laughing. "It's self-evident how he got hurt."
He must have been hurt by a woman.
If Gao Zinyin's neck had not been wrapped in silk, Jiang Yancheng and Gao Zinyin would have been the only two people with wounds on their bodies throughout the entire dance.
Gao Zinyin had been drinking quietly without even turning his head, and had no idea where Jiang Yancheng had gone.
But an old friend came up and said, holding a glass of wine, "I almost don't recognize my old assistant."
Gao Ziyin took a look and finally recalled An Ning. Because of this person, she and Jiang Yancheng had fallen in love. Why did it all seem so childish? How could she have fallen in love with a man at that time?
"Yes. I was young at that time. Girls change a lot when they grow up. But Miss An Ning has changed a long time ago. So now, I don't think Miss An has changed much." Gao Zinyin said.
An Ning's face flickered, she wondered if Gao Ziyin was complimenting her on her ageless beauty, or if it was true that her looks hadn't changed much with age. But then she thought, "Do you think you're so young? You'll get old one day, too."
"Ms. Gao, do you know that we all saw you kissing that guy that day?" An Ning said.
Gao Zinyin was puzzled. An Ning should be talking about the day when she and Cheng Yan ate roast duck. She didn't understand who saw it and how they saw it.
"What do you mean?" Gao Ziyin asked.
"It was that night, Miss Gao and you—you what?" An Ning suddenly asked.
"My boyfriend."
"Oh, yes, when Miss Gao and your boyfriend were kissing on the big screen, we were all sitting in the hotel opposite and could see it clearly. Of course, this also includes President Jiang. From President Jiang's position, he could see it most clearly." An Ning said gloatingly.
Gao Zinyin thought, no wonder Jiang Yancheng suddenly went to her house that night.
Gao Ziyin smiled and said, "So what if I saw it?"
An Ning smiled maliciously again, "Do you know what Mr. Jiang said? He said it was just a slut thing and he didn't need to pay attention to it."
Gao Ziyin didn't seem to take An Ning's words to heart and said, "Miss An Ning is already married with children, yet she still cares about someone who is unmarried and childless. It's really weird."
"You——" An Ning glared and left.
Gao Zinyin sat there, drinking red wine and looking down at her feet, thinking: Jiang Yancheng, you are a slut, the worst kind of slut, you have slept with one woman after another, and even though you are married, you are still not satisfied with you.
Thinking of this, Gao Ziyin felt even more unwilling.
Today, Gao Ziyin drank some wine and went back to Sun Juan's house.
Just like last time, Gao Zinyin always wanted to find some comfort whenever she was questioned about her work style. Last time, she walked alone to find comfort, and this time, she wanted to talk to her mother to find comfort.
Sun Juan's eyes lit up when she saw Gao Ziyin. "You have a boyfriend?"
"How do you know?" Gao Zinyin asked.
"Everyone in Fengcheng knows about it. It's good like this. As long as it's not Jiang Yancheng, any ten thousand of them will be fine. Mom's requirements are very low now. As long as it's not Jiang Yancheng, I'll be very lucky." Sun Juan thought to herself, in this way, Song Xun will be your sister's, and Song Xun will also be her own son-in-law. How great!
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