Sheng Qianchi slowly stood up straight, staring at the woman’s back, his thin lips slightly parted, "Gu Jiayin?" The tone was rather cold; although not loud, it conveyed his displeasure. Gu Jiayin chose silence, often silence is more damaging than open confrontation. Sheng Qianchi tucked his hands into his pajama pockets, repeatedly lowering his voice to a colder tone, "I’ve never met a woman so ungrateful!" Gu Jiayin sneered slightly, then sat up, hugging the quilt and looking at the tall, cold-toned man standing there. "I’ve never seen a man so arrogant and foolish." Sheng Qianchi almost spat out the words through clenched teeth. Calling him arrogant, he admitted, but calling him foolish... Is he that stupid with his brilliant mind? Gu Jiayin looked unabashedly at the man trying hard to keep his composure, continuing her carefree insults, "At the Eagle Emperor Auction, I already noticed how foolish you were. You think being wealthy allows you to be reckless without limits?" "Did I say anything wrong? Even on that day, if you wanted to buy me, you didn’t need to bid a billion. If you weren’t crazed by money, then you must be foolish beyond compare." True, offering a billion that day was indeed absurd, but... But he felt that spending less would be a desecration to her. For him to value her so highly, only to be mocked as a fool? Gu Jiayin continued her mockery, "Tonight, just casually write a million on this check, and you’d have a 100% success rate sleeping with any top star in Licheng City. Why come to me to see a cold face? If I suddenly ask for a high price, won’t it pain you?" Sheng Qianchi’s lips pressed into a straight line, facial muscles tight, his handsome face barely suppressing mixed emotions of anger. Looking at the venomously sharp-tongued woman in front of him, he felt the impulse to strangle her. The space once again sank into a silent stalemate. Half a minute later, Sheng Qianchi suddenly pulled the quilt open and crawled in. He grabbed Gu Jiayin into his arms, stuffing the check into her hand, his smile seductive yet dangerous, "I’m least afraid of women demanding exorbitantly from me. Go ahead and open your appetite; I want to see what it takes to make me feel the pain." Disregarding her resistance and struggle, he held her tighter, "Tell me, at what price are you willing to let me sleep on the bed? Didn’t you tell Qin Zhennan that as long as money can solve it, anything is negotiable? No need to play noble, huh?" "Relax, I don’t have a habit of stalking women. Just happened to overhear when I came to pick you up." He suddenly pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him, "Since you love money so much, then don’t pretend. Let me know how much you want, so we can rest earlier. If you want a bigger profit, then sleep with me, and the price multiplies tenfold." Gu Jiayin looked at the incredibly handsome face close to hers, suddenly felt like slashing it. This man was truly venomously sharp-tongued; if she didn’t fight fire with fire, wouldn’t she be letting him off too easy? So, she laughed, a laugh alluringly charming, "I do love money, but not all money is worth earning." "Like money that disgusts me." He already anticipated she wouldn’t say anything pleasant next. Sure enough, her delicate lips moved, her voice sweet like summer spring but the words were as venomous and piercing, "Young Master Chi, if you were asked to sleep with a pig, wouldn’t you be disgusted to death?" Sheng Qianchi’s face darkened abruptly, as if a piercing cold wind whipped through stormy seas in his eyes. Yet Gu Jiayin still smiled brightly, "Similarly, if I were slept with by a pig, I’d be disgusted to death too, so..." She contemptuously stuffed the check into his collar, "I won’t earn this money." Finally, she tilted her head, smiling charmingly, "Young Master Chi, please get off, I need to rest... oh!" Her sharp tongue and sarcastic remarks were suddenly drowned by the man’s domineering and wild kiss. His kiss carried undeniable anger and punishment, quickly pressing her onto the bed, confining her within his broad embrace. They had a two-month agreement; Gu Jiayin refused to compromise, swiftly resisting, however, she truly was no match for him, all resistance was countered. The more she fought, the more frantically he kissed. Eventually, she stopped resisting, and he finally ceased kissing her. He raised his head slightly, looking at the woman beneath with a flushed, kissed face, content and wickedly smiling while gritting his teeth, "Gu Jiayin, you’re a smart woman, should know what happens when you anger me, hmm?" Saying this, he reached to unbutton her clothing; if he didn’t sleep with her today, it wouldn’t justify the humiliation he just endured. Gu Jiayin didn’t resist, casually watching the crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling, speaking unhurriedly, "Two-month contract, it’s only the first day, Young Master Chi can’t bear to breach it already. Seems you’re only good at lowly coercion." She sighed somewhat disappointedly, "Actually pigs are of better quality than you." Her words sure were calling him worse than a pig? He looked at her eyes, anger turning into a chuckle, "Fine, let you be arrogant for two more months!" Finished, he got up annoyed, left the bed, went to the cabinet alone, took out the quilt, laid it properly on the ground, lay down, picked up the remote, and turned off the room’s lights. The space plunged into darkness. Because of the quiet, the man’s rough breathing was clearly audible. Ha, he’s really so angry his lungs hurt. Gu Jiayin happily closed her eyes and soon fell asleep. The next day, the weather was clear, the blue sky pristine without a trace, adorned by a few silky clouds. Spring took a step toward a warmer season. Gu Jiayin got up early. Today she attended the "Wine Tasting Competition"; she was currently under the spotlight, sure many reporters awaited at the Wine Trade Association Building entrance to ambush her for interviews regarding Qin Mingxuan, so she needed to enter early to avoid the media. She got up before the sun rose, the morning light carrying a unique spring-blue tint. Sheng Qianchi had a usual routine, not time for him to get up yet, but Gu Jiayin got up, so he awoke too. Leaning against the bathroom door, arms crossed, he watched the woman washing her face and brushing her teeth, "Do you want me to send someone to protect you?" Sheng Qianchi remained silent, a bit disappointed. She needed nothing from him. Just then, his phone rang, so he turned to the bed, took the phone, glanced at the number on the screen, frowned for a few seconds before picking up, "Hello?" Gu Jiayin finished freshening up and came out, seeing Sheng Qianchi was on the phone, she turned to the cloakroom to change clothes. Coming back out, Sheng Qianchi was waiting at the door, his expression somewhat constrained, "Jiayin, after today’s competition, I’ll pick you up personally." "My dad... wants to meet you."