When Gu Jiayin got up once more to fetch wine from the rack, Sheng Qianchi also stood up and followed, his steps seeming somewhat unsteady, whether intentionally or unintentionally. As Gu Jiayin turned around with the wine bottle, she felt a tall shadow suddenly pressing down, blocking the warm white light. Next, the handsome face of the man was presented at close range before her eyes. He was clearly a bit tipsy, his dark eyes reflecting her image, deeply as if trying to draw her in. She held the wine bottle in one hand, her other hand against his chest, leaning back against the wine rack defensively, "What are you doing?" Sheng Qianchi’s long arms rested against the sides of the wine rack, enclosing the woman in his embrace, creating an intensely intimate atmosphere. Her lips had tasted dozens of wines, emanating a faint, rich fragrance, vibrant and enticing. He couldn’t resist slowly lowering his head to kiss her. When their lips were barely a millimeter apart, Gu Jiayin’s cold, emotionless voice sounded, "Sheng Qianchi, if you don’t mind having a desperate fight here and are not afraid of destroying your wine cellar in the process, I’m willing to accompany you." In the end, Sheng Qianchi didn’t dare to kiss her but didn’t move far away either, staring into her eyes from a close distance, his voice hoarse and soft, "Jiayin, why do you hate me so much, hmm? Am I not good enough?" Gu Jiayin tightly pressed her lips together, trying hard to step back to gain some distance, but there was nowhere to retreat. "Not so much hate, just don’t like, besides, that night, any woman under the influence would have reacted that way." He eventually retreated, releasing his arms that confined her, looking down at her, "I’m a bit drunk, help me back to rest." Their mode of interaction throughout this day was that as long as he knew how to step back, she would choose peace, so Gu Jiayin turned around, put the wine bottle back on the rack, and placed Sheng Qianchi’s arm over her shoulder, ready to help him back. She thought it wouldn’t be too difficult, but as soon as she supported him, he pressed his entire body weight on her, his eyes half-closed, even resting his head on her shoulder, almost making her fall against the wine rack. He seemed to be sinking deeper into drunkenness. Gu Jiayin couldn’t guess whether he was really drunk or pretending. He did drink quite a lot, but she didn’t know his alcohol tolerance, so she couldn’t judge. To avoid causing further troubles, she endured helping him back to the bedroom. Upon entering the bedroom, she didn’t hesitate to throw him onto the floor. She directly threw the powerful heir of the Sheng Family onto the floor as a way to retaliate against the pressure he had given her this whole way and to test whether he was really drunk. Luckily, the floor was covered with a thick carpet. Sheng Qianchi wasn’t actually drunk to the point of needing such care; she just refused to kiss, so he tried to take advantage, but who knew this woman, really... He sat up from the floor, undid two buttons on his collar, his eyes squinting further, dangerously and chaotically, "Gu Jiayin, you really have a lot of guts." Gu Jiayin sneered, "So it turns out, Young Master Chi, your methods of taking advantage of women are so low." First time being despised by a woman , his heart was full of coldness and hostility. He almost spat out the words through clenched teeth, "Go run the bathwater, I want to take a bath." When Gu Jiayin coldly cast a disdainful glance and turned into the bathroom, Sheng Qianchi’s eyes chilled for a moment. He really wanted to grab this woman and beat her up hard until she surrendered. But in the end, he helplessly lowered his gaze; he truly didn’t like hitting women, especially a woman he had decided upon. Gu Jiayin finished running the bathwater and came out of the bathroom to find that Sheng Qianchi was no longer in the bedroom. Curious, she walked out to look and discovered the study room door opposite wasn’t shut completely, inside came the sound of a phone conversation related to her. So, she quietly walked over, pressing her ear to the door to listen. Because of some drunkenness, Sheng Qianchi was lazily sitting in the spacious office chair, his phone was on the desk with the speaker on, so Gu Jiayin could also hear the voice from the other end. The person was his mother, Gu Shaohua. Gu Shaohua was clearly enraged, almost hysterically yelling, "Sheng Qianchi, do you even regard me, your mother, as important? What you did today was simply a slap to my face!" Sheng Qianchi still was calm and leisurely, even his tone was faint, "Since you feel such embarrassment, then remember next time, don’t presume to make decisions for me." "You!" Gu Shaohua was so mad that her voice was fluctuating, with even subtle tremors discernible, "Sheng Qianchi, do you really treat your mother ?" Sheng Qianchi maintained his lazy demeanor, even his lips pulled into a mocking curve, "Are you going to talk to me about family ties?" This tone clearly said, what right do you have to talk to me about family ties? Gu Shaohua visibly took several deep breaths, trying to calm her emotions. Eventually, she softened her tone, "Qianchi, I know, you were sent abroad since birth, I didn’t fulfill my responsibilities as a mother, making you feel indifferent to family, but you must know, I did all of this for you." Latest content published on NoveIꜰire.net Sheng Qianchi didn’t speak, only the mocking curve on his lips grew larger, seemingly a light sigh escaped his throat. Gu Shaohua was still playing the family card, "Back then, your father didn’t like me. Marrying me was entirely because of drunken debauchery, and he made me pregnant with you, therefore, he didn’t like you either. The Sheng Family heir he favored was Sheng Yang." "Behind Sheng Yang was the entire Chu Family as a backing. If I hadn’t sent you away, they would certainly have been eyeing you, putting you in danger." Sheng Yang was the son that Sheng Lanzhang had with his ex-wife, Chu Family was Sheng Yang’s maternal grandfather’s family, one of the great financial conglomerates in Licheng City. Though their strength was below the Sheng Family, they were above the Wan Family. Sheng Qianchi still did not speak. If Gu Shaohua considered this back then, it was believable. Gu Shaohua continued, "Although I haven’t given you warmth like a normal mother over the years, everything I’ve done was for you. During those sixteen years you were abroad, I was always planning to bring you back." She sighed lightly, "Finally, the heavens favored those who work hard, Sheng Yang died in a car accident, and you became the sole heir of the Sheng Family." Actually, Gu Shaohua wasn’t entirely lying; she had indeed been plotting meticulously during those sixteen years. The car accident that killed Sheng Yang was a scheme she had orchestrated with Qin Zhennan. The car accident happened precisely when Sheng Lanzhang was preparing to pass the CEO position to Sheng Yang.