Sheng Qianchi gritted his teeth and picked up his phone, dialed her number, but after a few rings, it was hung up. Staring at the darkened phone screen, the anger in Sheng Qianchi’s chest surged like a river, pouring out. After smashing his computer, he fiercely threw his phone onto the ground again. After grinding his teeth and turning in circles twice, he grabbed the desk phone and called Mo Jun, "Find out where Gu Jiayin is for me?" Indeed, Gu Jiayin hurriedly hung up Sheng Qianchi’s call. Because of that screensaver. Though she decided to return to Sheng Qianchi, though she also decided to forever draw a line with Pei Nianchen, it didn’t mean she would disregard his feelings and directly, blatantly hurt him. The memory of those sixteen years she decided to seal away, but those sixteen years were truly an important phase of her life, which she cherished. She hung up the call and tightly held her phone, not allowing Pei Nianchen to see that photo. But Pei Nianchen eventually saw it, at that moment, such an intimate photo struck his eyes like a blinding flash, shattering his heart into pieces. Imagining is never as shocking as seeing with one’s own eyes, making it hard to accept. He knew well about her past relationship with Sheng Qianchi, just thinking about it pained him, but seeing it, just a photo with their faces pressed together, it froze him to the depths of hell. His large hand, placed on the table, clenched into a fist, his eyes icy, as his gaze pelted Gu Jiayin’s face like X-rays. He tightly pursed his lips, staring at her for a long while, then he choked out, "Do you really like him that much?" Yes, she must really like Sheng Qianchi, otherwise why would she use such an intimate photo as her screensaver? "No, it’s not like that." Gu Jiayin struggled to form words, wanting to say that this photo was neither taken nor set as a screensaver voluntarily by her, but suddenly the explanation felt meaningless. She ultimately planned to return to Sheng Qianchi, and although it wasn’t voluntary back then, even if she didn’t like Sheng Qianchi, now, she couldn’t deny liking Sheng Qianchi with confidence. Thus, she chose silence ultimately. Pei Nianchen suddenly let out a low mocking laugh, so bitter it felt like heartbreak, "Jiayin, tell me, what is so good about him that I don’t have? As long as you say it, I will strive to be better, surpass him." "Brother Nianchen..." "Gu Jiayin," Pei Nianchen wore a smile, but his eyes were chilly, cold enough to make one’s skin crawl, "tell me, why in just two months with him did it surpass our sixteen years?" His tightly clenched jawline trembled, "Just how good is he to you that you abandoned me for him ?" "Brother Nianchen..." He cut her off, laughing more bitterly, "Even if I abandoned my future, even if I freed myself from parental control, even if I was willing to give up life, you wouldn’t turn back," He took a deeply sorrowful breath, "Gu Jiayin, is it just for Sheng Qianchi that you abandoned me ?" "Brother Nianchen, don’t say that." Tears finally brimmed in Gu Jiayin’s eyes, she struggled to explain everything. But Pei Nianchen clearly didn’t want her explaining, "If it’s because in those seven years away from me, the warmth from any man you met in adversity made you abandon me, I’d feel somewhat better, since in the gap I wasn’t there, it’s understandable you’d appreciate other men’s kindness, but Sheng Qianchi..." He laughed more helplessly, "You and him, only spent two months together." "Gu Jiayin, you make me feel like a joke, more so making our childhood love feel like a joke." Pei Nianchen’s words, like entwined ropes, tightened around Gu Jiayin’s heart. She truly cared for him, really cared. Original content can be found at NoveIＦire.net Nevertheless, the hardships over seven years, too many highs and lows, left her unable to explain. Plus, Sheng Qianchi held leverage over her that could lead him into irreparable ruin. At last, she sighed, saying, "Brother Nianchen, it’s fate." Gu Jiayin in the past thought she’d belong to one man, Pei Nianchen, for her whole life, but fate made it impossible to return to the past, and that feeling died over the days amidst struggles. Sheng Qianchi used his leverage to force her away; rather it gave her a reason to decisively say goodbye to the past. Pei Nianchen stood frozen suddenly. He thought she’d be wronged, defend, or be angry at his accusations. Yet, the tears filling her eyes a moment ago turned into calm. She was quietly like a mountain flower bearing too many stories. She said it’s fate, one sentence awoke him, those seven years he knew nothing of her experiences, her path full of hardships, he didn’t protect. What right did he have to accuse a first love separated for seven years, also clinging to sixteen years of feelings like him? Moreover, he had tangled with Qin Xueyao and had a child. The anger seemed a moment ago, now turned into deep self-reproach. He slightly loosened his fist. The words, however, were swallowed back down his throat, left unsaid as the elevator doors suddenly opened, bringing two unexpected guests. Zuo Qianhua, carrying a heavily pregnant Qin Xueyao, followed by Qin Xueyao’s assistant and Zuo Qianhua’s bodyguards. Zuo Qianhua came imposing, while Qin Xueyao theatrically held a handkerchief, continuously wiping her tears. Gu Jiayin remained calm, briefly glancing at the two women evidently targeting her, while Pei Nianchen furrowed his brows fiercely. Seeing Qin Xueyao again, he felt nothing but disgust. Yet, she did something more disgusting to him, she tearfully approached him, her voice laced with grievance and accusation, "Nianchen, the child is already seven months old." Pei Nianchen closed his eyes tightly. If not for this child, he’d strangle her. Yes, this child is seven months along, soon to be born, a child he fathered with the most revolting woman. Zuo Qianhua glanced at Pei Nianchen once, then tossed her gaze at Gu Jiayin’s face, "Gu Jiayin, how despicable can you be, clinging to someone else’s child’s father, do you have no sense of shame?" "Mom," Pei Nianchen stood up agitatedly, eyes sharp and voice cold, "Speak with respect, Jiayin hasn’t clung to me, it’s been me clinging to her all along." Gu Jiayin slightly frowned, sitting silently, leaving it all to Pei Nianchen to handle. Although she hated Zuo Qianhua’s attitude and words, she didn’t want Pei Nianchen to be put in a difficult spot. Enduring some grievances for someone she cared about was only right. She glanced at her phone, the time was already half-past eight. Not returning to Shuiyunjian within the stipulated time, what would be Sheng Qianchi’s reaction and attitude?