Compared to Sheng Qianchi’s cold seriousness and emotions that were tense and powerfully restrained, Chi Ye remained in his laid-back posture, "Nothing much, just Hehuan Wine. It’s originally meant to set the mood for men and women before love-making, but you’ve had over a dozen glasses, the effect is equivalent to..." "Haha," he shrugged casually, smiling, "You’ll soon experience the feeling of being consumed by fire." The anger in Sheng Qianchi’s eyes grew rapidly at an observable speed, like a sudden windstorm, and he immediately threw the wine glass at Chi Ye. Chi Ye just dodged with a slight movement, remaining coolly elegant and careless, "You said you’d never let any woman become your weakness. No woman in this world would make you fall for her; once there is, you’d decisively destroy her, so..." Chi Ye suddenly became serious, "Try tonight and see if you’ll still pity her in that situation, if you’ll still indulge her as you do now. If so, then there’s no reason to deny your heart any longer; you’ve fallen for her. If you still don’t want your heart to be trapped by a woman, then decisively destroy her, cut off all potential future troubles." Sheng Qianchi was already at the peak of his anger. No one had ever dared to push him so presumptively, even with goodwill; if it weren’t for Chi Ye, he would definitely have taken his life. He suddenly got up, kicked over the coffee table in front of him, and strode out of the private room. Walking down the long and silent corridor, his complexion grew increasingly sullen, like the brewing dead silence before a storm. A dozen glasses of Hehuan Wine, if not relieved in time, it would surely cause him to burn alive. But should he really force Gu Jiayin? In other words, is she worthy of his reckless compassion? With a "bang," the private room door was kicked open. Gu Jiayin and Lu Xiya turned around simultaneously and saw Sheng Qianchi standing outside the door with a sullen face, tall and elegant like jade, his oppressive aura silently pressing towards the room’s end. Gu Jiayin frowned; this man was acting abnormal. "Go back." The man simply threw down those two cold words and turned to leave. "Jiayin..." Lu Xiya looked at Gu Jiayin worriedly, wanting to say something but hesitated. Gu Jiayin pondered for two seconds, suppressing all her emotions, she smiled slightly at Lu Xiya, not wanting her to worry, "It’s nothing, this man is always unpredictable, but he’s never forced me into anything." Lu Xiya hesitated but nodded, "That’s good, call me if anything happens." Gu Jiayin grabbed her bag, got up and left the private room, only to find that the suddenly mood-darkened man had already disappeared. She puzzledly went downstairs and left Blue Night, discovering him leaning against a car on the roadside smoking. The cigarette glowed intermittently in the hazy night. This man, at the moment, had an inexplicable tension and conflicted emotion about him, which she couldn’t fathom. She only realized upon getting closer, his whole body was imbued with the scent of red wine. With one hand holding a cigarette, he smoked casually, while the other hand took out the car keys, "I’ve been drinking, you drive." The late spring night’s breeze scattered the smoke whimsically. Between the two, a faint tobacco fragrance mingled, with a refreshing and pleasant mint scent. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ noⅴelfire.net Gu Jiayin did not want to say much to someone who had been drinking heavily, she obediently took the car keys and sat in the driver’s seat, the man followed her into the passenger seat. Just after fastening her seatbelt, the man unexpectedly lunged at her, holding her face for a stormy kiss. "Um..." Gu Jiayin was caught off guard, pushing hard against him, "Sheng Qianchi, what... what are you doing?" However, the man didn’t give her a chance to speak, kissing her forcefully until her lips went numb. It wasn’t his first time kissing her, but never had he been so fiercely dominant, even tinged with tyrannical non-resistance. Ignoring her resistance and struggles, he pushed her strongly into the seat. He was like a beast out of control, until she bit into his tongue, causing both of them to taste blood, he suddenly stopped. Yet he didn’t retreat from her, pressing against her lips, panting, she also panting, each could feel the other’s breath. Gu Jiayin’s cheeks flushed, ashamed and indignant, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Sheng Qianchi, are you mad?" Sheng Qianchi suddenly closed his eyes, burying his face deeply into her neck, muffled words spilling out, "Jiayin, be my woman." Such a stunningly handsome man, such a deep and magnetic voice, with deadly allure, no woman could refuse such an invitation. But Gu Jiayin was different. She gave him a slight push, but couldn’t budge him, so she let him lean, "Our contract has a month left, but I don’t have any such thoughts for now." Sheng Qianchi scoffed at himself with a laugh, "Am I not good enough, not catching your eye?" "Young Master Chi is the most sought-after bachelor in Licheng City, no one is more outstanding than you." "Then I haven’t been good enough to you?" "Young Master Chi has done enough for me, things that many women can only envy and dream of." "Then why are you so indifferent to me, hmm?" He suddenly lifted his head, slowly pinching her chin, "It’s because you can’t forget Pei Nianchen!" The name "Pei Nianchen," he mentioned through gritted teeth, was a thorn in his heart, unbearably abrasive until removed. Gu Jiayin, however, was calm, "We had an agreement, I’d cut ties with him, and you’d hide his leverage. Fair trade. Since that day, I no longer hope for any outcome with him. You don’t have to force him between us." Sheng Qianchi finally softened his expression again, gently caressing her cheek, "Then be my woman." "I said, I don’t want to." "What’s wrong with being with me, hmm?" "Being with you would be wonderful, but it’s not what I want." Sheng Qianchi was about to ask, "What do you want," but suddenly realized that this kind of conversation seemed to be falling back into the old cycle again; would her answer be like before, that she wanted love? Chi Ye said he fell in love with her, is it true, could he give her love? But to be honest, he himself didn’t want love, he didn’t want any woman to bind his heart. So he suddenly left her in agitation, holding his forehead, distressing and brooding, closing his eyes, "Drive." Seeing that he indeed seemed uncomfortable, Gu Jiayin said nothing more, started the engine, and slowly drove the car. Sheng Qianchi didn’t say another word, stayed quietly leaning against the seat with his eyes closed. The wine Chi Ye gave him was originally intended as Hehuan Wine to help set the atmosphere for intimacy between men and women, with slow-acting effects. He wasn’t feeling insufferably aroused yet, but because he drank a lot, he could still feel his body gradually changing. For the coming night, he was still conflicted about what he should do.