It's unclear whether it was said to Fu Chengze or to Xu Zhaozhao...
Fu Chengze looked at the two people's intertwined hands, his brows furrowed so deeply that the wrinkles between his brows could trap several mosquitoes.
"Does Young Master Gu really have to compete with me for him?"
Fu Chengze spoke, his words carrying a hidden meaning.
In the past few days, the Gu family has snatched several of the Fu family's projects.
The old master of the Gu family stopped interfering in affairs a long time ago, and he doesn't believe that Gu Qingyan wasn't involved in this.
Not only do they envy and want to steal, but now they even want to steal their own woman?
It seems like I haven't had any conflicts with this young master recently, right?
In just a moment, many thoughts flashed through Fu Chengze's mind.
"Ha. You want to take it from me?"
Gu Qingyan seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and a sarcastic smile curled at the corner of his mouth, both beautiful and cruel.
Instead of answering Fu Chengze's question directly, he turned his attention to Xu Zhaozhao.
He stroked Xu Zhaozhao's fair hand with his right thumb, feeling the cold temperature of her hand.
Youyou snatched the red wine that Fu Chengze had just poured for Xu Zhaozhao and handed it to her.
"Zhaozhao, this is such good red wine, why aren't you drinking it?"
His voice sounded as if he were genuinely asking Xu Zhaozhao for the reason.
Xu Zhaozhao stared at the red wine swirling in her glass, but her mind was filled with thoughts of the deadly poison arsenic from TV dramas.
Wouldn't she have died on the spot after drinking it?!
Xu Zhaozhao swallowed hard, smiled, and snuggled up to Gu Qingyan, bumping into his arms.
"It's not like my husband poured the red wine, it's all dog poop, I'm not drinking it."
Xu Zhaozhao spoke in a low voice, just to make her voice sound like a coquettish little woman.
As a result... I accidentally squeezed it a little too hard.
After saying it out loud, I felt disgusted with myself; I got goosebumps all over.
After hearing her words, Gu Qingyan appeared calm on the surface, but the hand holding the wine glass trembled violently.
The red liquid in the glass spilled out, landing directly on Fu Chengze.
Gu Qingyan was taller than Fu Chengze. The thick, scarlet liquid splashed onto his collar and slid down his tie.
The already somewhat tacky gray suit was further stained with large patches of red, making Fu Chengze look utterly disheveled.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu."
Despite saying that, Gu Qingyan, the instigator, showed no remorse whatsoever. "Don't be a mistress again next time."
Bang.
An empty wine glass shattered at Fu Chengze's feet, the glass exuding a beautiful shattering effect.
It didn't seem like the wine glass was broken, but rather Fu Chengze's face.
"Let's go, Zhao Zhao, my darling."
Gu Qingyan rarely called her "baby," so calling her that in this situation was clearly meant to annoy Fu Chengze.
His tone was gentle, but the strength in his hands did not allow Zhaozhao to refuse; he pulled her towards the door.
Fu Chengze stood there, red wine seeping down his collar, making him feel very uncomfortable, his whole body tense.
For a moment, he wanted to chase after him.
But his disheveled appearance and pride made him stop in his tracks.
Or perhaps.
The moment Xu Zhaozhao called out "husband," his self-esteem shattered into a million pieces.
Bang.
The other wine glass in his hand was crushed to pieces.
...
The coffee shop was next to a shopping mall. Gu Qingyan dragged Xu Zhaozhao and walked briskly into the emergency evacuation passage.
The place is dimly lit and no one usually comes here.
Suitable for doing bad things.
Xu Zhaozhao was passively pushed against the wall, her whole body shrouded in Gu Qingyan's shadow, and the already limited light was taken away from her.
The cool, woody scent so close at hand made me dizzy...
Those beautiful peach blossom eyes gleamed in the darkness, and Xu Zhaozhao felt like prey being targeted by a hungry wolf, ready to pounce and bite her neck off at any moment.
Her breath hitched, and the grip on her hand suddenly loosened. "Relax your hand, let me see."
A nagging fear made Xu Zhaozhao obey his words, and she slowly opened her hand.
"The skin is broken."
A cold voice came from above, and fingers rubbed the tiny wounds on her hand, making it slightly itchy.
The two of them understood each other without saying a word.
The hand that was just holding a rose naturally had its skin pricked by the thorns of that rose.
"Xu Zhaozhao, haven't I been good enough to you? Why could a single rose win you over?"
Gu Qingyan grabbed her other hand, his voice sounding calm, but actually containing an unseen danger that sent chills down one's spine.
"I don't……"
Xu Zhaozhao hurriedly explained that she had gone out to look for him.
But Gu Qingyan didn't give her that chance.
Her wrists were slender and joined together, with a string of cool beads binding her hands like a rope.
With one large hand, he could grasp both of her wrists, lifting her hands high and restricting Xu Zhaozhao's mobility.
Her already short top rode up with Xu Zhaozhao's movements, and another hot hand pressed against her waist.
The thin calluses on his large hands caressed the skin on her waist, sending a tingling sensation through her, making Xu Zhaozhao almost unable to stand.
An aggressive aura rushed down, forcefully prying open her lips and teeth; she was completely unable to resist.
Certain shameful sounds were amplified in the dark and quiet environment, mixed with the sound of a rapid heartbeat.
When she felt a tingling sensation, Xu Zhaozhao couldn't help but curse inwardly.
After an unknown amount of time, Gu Qingyan finally decided to let her go. Xu Zhaozhao gasped for breath, unable to utter a single word.
With her eyes adjusted to the darkness, Xu Zhaozhao was able to see Gu Qingyan's face clearly with the help of the dim light.
The alluring beauty mark under her left eye turned even redder, and both of their lips were stained with blood; it was unclear who had bitten whom.
The emotions in Gu Qingyan's eyes did not fade; instead, they became even more intense.
Xu Zhaozhao herself wasn't much better off; the Buddhist beads were wrapped around her hand, a position that was somewhat...shameful.
However, Gu Qingyan valued these Buddhist beads more than his own life, and Xu Zhaozhao dared not struggle too hard.
If it breaks...
Was that a Buddhist prayer bead broken? No! It was her head!
Just when Xu Zhaozhao thought Gu Qingyan had calmed down, he showered her face with kisses again before she could even rest for long.
I skipped makeup and went out today—unexpectedly, this made things convenient for this guy!
The delicate kisses moved slowly from her forehead to her chin, and Xu Zhaozhao stiffened, closing her eyes tightly.
Suddenly, a bitter taste filled my mouth.
"Why are you crying?"
Gu Qingyan opened his eyes and looked up in a panic, his artistic hands haphazardly wiping away the tears on her face.
Seeing her tears, Gu Qingyan's anger subsided considerably.
He stopped what he was doing, and Xu Zhaozhao's tears fell even more fiercely.
If she had known tears were so effective, she would have cried sooner.
But a pang of jealousy lingered in his heart. He wiped away her tears, his eyes unreadable, and asked, "Are you sad?"
Is it really worth her being this heartbroken just because she rejected Fu Chengze's confession?
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