Immediately, Sheng Qianchi carried the woman into the bathroom, dropped her into the bathtub, then removed her shoes and socks, and grabbed the showerhead, pouring scalding water directly onto her feet. The water was too hot. Gu Jiayin screamed and quickly stood up, moving her feet swiftly inside the bathtub to avoid the hot water Sheng Qianchi was spraying. "Sheng Qianchi, you’re perverted!" The woman, usually indifferent and elegant, was now jumping around like a lively rabbit, which amused him greatly. "Hahaha..." Sheng Qianchi suddenly laughed, the layer of ice on his face instantly cracking and melting, "Did you remember my words?" Gu Jiayin looked at her feet, already red from the scalding, angrily kicked up some water, splashing it all over the man. Sheng Qianchi gracefully tilted his head, dodging the water that flew toward his face, his voice exceptionally gentle, "Alright, rinse your feet several times and clean them thoroughly." With that, he put down the showerhead and walked out. Gu Jiayin angrily kicked the water surface twice, then ran over to lock the door, taking a serious bath. Honestly, after kicking Qin Mingxuan in that place, she herself felt disgusted. After she came out of the bath, she found that Sheng Qianchi had also bathed. His hair was still a little damp, and he was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with a small medical kit. Seeing her come out, he pointed to the spot next to him, "Come sit over here." "For what?" Gu Jiayin wished she could be tens of thousands of miles away from him. Sheng Qianchi naturally pointed at her feet, "Your feet are red from the scalding. Come here, I’ll apply some medicine for you." He scalded her and then offered to apply medicine. If he’s not perverted, who dares to claim that title? Seeing Gu Jiayin remain still, Sheng Qianchi patiently repeated, "Come sit over here." Gu Jiayin ignored him and walked over to the bed herself, sitting down to blow dry her hair. Sheng Qianchi wasn’t angry, seeming to be in quite a good mood. He put down the medical kit, walked over, took the hairdryer from her hands, and personally helped her dry her hair. Seeing him made Gu Jiayin feel sharply suffocated, so she asked irritably, "Don’t you have to work?" He surely had work to do, there were important matters waiting for him at the company, but since she caused trouble, didn’t he have to come back to clean up after her? However, he was unwilling to say it that way. "Are you that eager to kick me out?" His voice clearly displeased. Eager wasn’t enough to describe it; she wished he’d disappear immediately. Seeing her silent little face, Sheng Qianchi immediately guessed what she was thinking. So, he roughly ruffled her hair with his hand, watching her smooth hair turn into a bird’s nest, gritting his teeth and squeezing out the words, "Heartless woman." He treated her with such tenderness, yet she shunned him like the plague. After finishing drying her hair, Sheng Qianchi stubbornly went to get the medical kit, pulled a chair to sit by the bed, and then took Gu Jiayin’s foot, placing it on his lap, carefully applying ointment. His hands were warm, yet her feet were cold. As he applied the ointment, he nonchalantly said, "You, woman, not only is your heart cold, but your body is also so cold. I really suspect you’re a cold-blooded creature." Gu Jiayin didn’t speak. Actually, she wasn’t always this cold. It was after that shipwreck incident that she turned into this chilly physical state. That day, she took her unconscious mother on an electric raft, drifting downstream. The raft was an old discarded item, of very poor quality, and it didn’t take long before it broke apart. She and her mother both sank into the icy river water. They both truly experienced the feeling of being bitten by crocodiles. Her mother’s face was bitten by a crocodile, resulting in her disfigurement. The doctor had said that because of her chilled bodily condition, it’s very difficult for her to conceive. She might not be able to become a mother in this lifetime. Thinking about it, no one had taken care of her like Sheng Qianchi for a long time. Recalling the past, her heart suddenly felt like it was stabbed with a knife. She suddenly found the current intimacy with Sheng Qianchi absurd, so she abruptly withdrew her foot, her expression turning cold. How could she be so close to him? Her life was a battle, her revenge unfulfilled, her mother still not freed, she had to remember this at all times, even if she was currently forced to be held captive by Sheng Qianchi, she had to be immune to his kindness. To her, he held only utilitarian value. Her foot suddenly withdrawn, Sheng Qianchi felt his heart also suddenly empty for a moment. His hand paused in place for several seconds before slowly raising his eyes, seeing the woman suddenly turn distant and aloof. This woman was truly like a prism, with a different feeling from every angle. Or rather, she transformed to an extreme from every angle. Like at this moment, a second ago, he felt she indeed had a warm side, but in the next second, she was as cold as the snow peaks of the Tianshan Mountains. He didn’t even know what he did wrong, what made her unhappy. The only thing he could infer was that she was once again picking a fight with him. "Gu Jiayin, if you have something to say, just say it to me, hmm?" He had said before, if she wanted to stir trouble, then let her stir trouble; lighting a fire to burn the house was fine, just not to have such a dead expression, with neither wind nor rain nor sunshine. But she suddenly went quiet and indifferent like an unmelting block of ice for millennia. Gu Jiayin fell silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, with a meaning he couldn’t discern, "Sheng Qianchi, how long do you plan to keep me trapped ?" Sheng Qianchi’s brows scrunched up tightly; this question, he hadn’t thought about. Gu Jiayin continued, "Since you don’t love me, then holding me captive is just a momentary interest. I just want to know when your interest will fade?" Sheng Qianchi’s brows knitted even tighter; he didn’t know when his interest would fade, just felt like it might never fade in this lifetime. Gu Jiayin looked at the man’s face, gradually tense and frosty, her red lips moving as if negotiating a contract, "Why don’t we set up a contract?" Sheng Qianchi looked at the woman in silence, she wanted a contract? "A term of two months, if you can provide a reason to make me willingly stay, then I’ll be your woman, but if not, then you let me go." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel·fire.net Sheng Qianchi frowned, looking at the woman in front of him, as calm as stagnant water, he really wanted to know what went on inside her head, but she was as deep as the sea, as elusive as mist, he couldn’t see through her. In contrast, he seemed much more straightforward than her, his demands had always been clear, that was for her to be his woman, and he also clearly stated he would only pamper her, but not love her. Seeing the man still silent, Gu Jiayin raised an eyebrow mockingly, "What, are you afraid?" "Fine." Such a proud man couldn’t withstand such a humiliating provocation, "But during these two months, you must behave, holding the title of Sheng Qianchi’s woman, you cannot attract any other men." Still, the same thing, the woman that Sheng Qianchi set his sights on, couldn’t possibly slip through his fingers, two months, he’s confident in conquering her. Gu Jiayin smiled faintly, "Alright, it’s a deal."