Even if she couldn’t see, she could still feel his gaze. But destiny is such; she is destined to become Sheng Qianchi’s woman, and her Brother Nianchen will ultimately no longer be the one to accompany her for the rest of her life. With a gentle closure of her eyes, Gu Jiayin closed the window again, isolating the sounds of wind and rain outside, and building a barrier around her heart. Goodbye, Brother Nianchen. Goodbye, Brother Nianchen. The instant she turned, a pair of large hands wrapped around her waist, followed by falling into a broad embrace, the clean and refreshing masculine scent mixed with the fragrance of shower gel engulfed her. Sheng Qianchi was dressed in formal trousers, a white shirt, his hair meticulously groomed after his shower. He lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, a gentle hue glazed over his eyes and brows, as his slender fingers brushed across her delicate face. A word of praise effortlessly escaped his throat, "Jiayin, you’re beautiful." Indeed, she was beautiful, especially in this alluring qipao. Her beauty intoxicated each of his sensory nerves completely. Gu Jiayin lightly pursed her crimson lips, her voice low and soft, "You look handsome tonight too, Young Master Sheng." As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the man’s handsome lips curve into an alluring arc, the warmth of his fingertips brushed against her lips, and then his captivating face pressed down slowly, surrounding her with his warm breath. Bit by bit, the distance between their lips narrowed until there was none left. He used his warm lips to trace the outline of her exquisite lips. His large hands gradually pulled her deeper into his embrace. In the glass window, the reflection showed a pair of lovely silhouettes, entwined as if they were merging into one. In his arms, she became so soft as if she might melt away, she could clearly feel his strong heartbeat. He held her tightly, wishing he could make her a part of his own body. As emotions ran high, he bent down and scooped her up, turning back to the original bedroom. When she turned, she glanced slightly at the window, silently speaking in her heart: Brother Nianchen, go back, I wish you happiness. She did not notice that the man kissing her also slightly turned his gaze aside, but devoid of much emotion, continued kissing her passionately. Yes, Sheng Qianchi had long been aware of Pei Nianchen’s existence, but he didn’t want to care. With a beauty in his embrace, he didn’t want to bother with a defeated rival at such a moment. Kissing all the way, they returned to the original bedroom. The moment the door opened, Gu Jiayin was stunned. The bedroom had been deliberately decorated by Sheng Qianchi. In every corner of the room, two red candles carved with golden dragons and phoenixes were lit, a bottle of red wine and glasses were prepared on the coffee table beside the sofa, and the air was filled with the fragrance of roses. She looked towards the scent, a bed full of red rose petals, red sheets, red bedding. He had set up the bedroom like a wedding. After kissing for a while longer, Sheng Qianchi finally set her down, reached out and gently pressed the switch of a nearby CD player, a beautiful dance tune began to flow slowly. The soothing melody gently comforted their eardrums. He held her, gently starting to dance. In his arms, she followed his lead, swaying, gradually forgetting everything outside the window, the sound of rain, wind, thunder, including Pei Nianchen. As the song ended, he gently picked up the woman obediently nestled in his arms and placed her on the sofa. One arm encircled her waist, while the other poured two glasses of red wine. He handed a glass to her, "Today is our first day of living together, naturally, we must have a good drink, hmm?" Gu Jiayin never thought that a man like him could be so romantic. She was astonished by his handsome appearance and intoxicated by his gentleness. Slowly curling her red lips, she nestled against him, took the wine glass, and wanted to use the wine to further immerse herself. But just as the glass reached her lips, he stopped her. She saw the gentle waves gradually spread in his deep eyes, his handsome thin lips curling into a faint smile, his slender arm, with the wine glass passing through her arm. He looked at her, brimming with tenderness, drinking the wine in his cup first. So handsome, so sensually deep, so exquisitely gentle. After draining the wine from his glass, he watched her with a smiling gaze, waiting for her to complete the cross-cupped wine ceremony. Like being enchanted, Gu Jiayin slightly closed her eyes, lifted the glass, and drank it all. The rich wine touched her lips; she tasted a familiar flavor, like a replay of memories, suddenly moving her from mouth to heart to the point of tears. She suddenly opened her eyes, looking at him, her lips trembling slightly, "This wine..." This wine was so much like the "Daughter Red" her grandfather personally brewed for her and later stored at the Eagle Emperor Insurance Building, Dou Chuanyan said this wine had long been taken by Qin Zhennan. But at this moment, it entered her mouth... She looked at Sheng Qianchi in confusion, emotions swirling endlessly in her eyes. On Sheng Qianchi’s handsome face, a smile spread slowly, his voice hoarse and sexy, "Your feeling is correct; it is your ’Daughter Red.’" He looked at her and said softly, "Back then, I requested Qin Zhennan to retrieve the wine and bought it at double the price. "Why?" Gu Jiayin asked, looking at him. Sheng Qianchi gently held her hand, "After the shipwreck, I thought I could never see the girl who moved my heart again. Upon hearing she had a bottle of ’Daughter Red’ stored at Eagle Emperor, I was compelled to own this bottle of wine." He suddenly laughed joyously, "I now feel it’s the arrangement of fate; one day, Heaven will deliver you to my side, to have me drink this ’Daughter Red’ with you." Is it Heaven’s arrangement? Did Grandfather ever think that storing the wine at Eagle Emperor would lead to this outcome today? Fresh chapters posted on novel⸺fire.net Thinking of Grandfather, a mist of emotion spread across Gu Jiayin’s eyes; to drink the wine Grandfather personally brewed once more, waves of warmth surged within her. "Sheng Qianchi, thank you." "Silly girl." He laughed, pulling her into his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her, but she withdrew a bit, avoiding his kiss, "I want to finish this bottle of wine." The "Daughter Red" Grandfather left, she ought to drink it all after opening. Besides, she wanted to get drunk tonight. As an advanced wine taster, she had a substantial capacity, usually not getting drunk, but tonight, this wine intoxicated her, the man in front of her, too, made her drunk. "Alright." Sheng Qianchi did not object, picked up the bottle, and poured two more glasses. Thus, the two of them drank together, glass after glass, until the entire bottle of "Daughter Red" was finished. The woman in his embrace showed signs of intoxication, coyly leaning against him, as soft as a vine; her demeanor seemed like an invitation, awakening a deep-seated desire within him. He didn’t want to restrain himself any longer, so he lowered his head and kissed her passionately, an overwhelming intense kiss. Soon after, he picked her up, pressing her into the softness of the bed, covered in red rose petals.