He Qimo woke up from a deep sleep, feeling quite unhappy due to days of gloom. He had just finished looking at some PR handling reports sent by Liang Xi. And also the slowly changing trends in their circle. He rubbed his temples, got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom. Only when he pushed the door open and saw the mess inside, did he remember what happened last night. He quickly walked to the bathtub. He looked at Shen Jian妮, who was sleeping sprawled out like a flipped-over turtle with one long leg hanging over the edge of the tub. He coldly twitched his lips. He also glanced at the open shower faucet on the floor tiles, not knowing how much water had run overnight. Although the drainage system was good, a thin layer had accumulated, soaking his slippers completely. He pressed his thin lips coldly together. At that moment, he grabbed the shower and turned it off, then yanked Shen Jian妮 out of the bathtub. "Shen Jian妮, get up." Shen Jian妮, who was already sleeping in a daze and had a grumpy mood, heard He Qimo’s voice, and was instinctively provoked, she started cursing, "Hey, you tell me to get up, and I have to? You really think you’re the big boss! Dream on, unless you kneel and sing ’Conquer’ for this lady, I’m not getting up." Furiously, Shen Jian妮 turned over and continued to sleep. He Qimo looked at her coldly and smiled faintly. A white shirt paired with black tailored pants, from bottom to top, highlighting his astonishingly long legs. His handsomeness was enough to outrage both gods and men alike. He Qimo’s appearance was undoubtedly outstanding and one in a million, but his aura made most women uneasy and fearful, so they dared not consider him as a love interest. Read complete version only at nοvelfire.net At this moment, he picked up the shower, leisurely lifting the spout. In an instant, icy beads of water rained over Shen Jian妮’s head, and even more so, He Qimo mercilessly raised the faucet higher and higher, with increasing water pressure drenching Shen Jian妮 into a soaked mess in less than three seconds. So instantly, like suddenly caught in a torrential rainstorm, Shen Jian妮 sprang up from the bathtub like a fish. "Who! Where’s the leak! Quick! Umbrella! Xiao Liu, we have to catch a schedule, don’t ruin my makeup!" Shen Jian妮 was still in a fog from sleep. She struggled to wipe the water from her face, her hands waving as she tried to see where the leak was coming from. Across from her, He Qimo, after hesitating for three seconds, his icy thin lips suddenly curved slightly somewhere— Shen Jian妮 met his eyes, startled for a moment, but soon, feeling the rapid transition from cold to hot water, she angrily leapt up. "He Qimo! You damned, are you trying to scald me!" Shen Jian妮 quickly dodged in the bathtub, the towel covering her had long slipped off, and her body was wrapped in a thin, soaked silk nightgown, clinging perfectly to her skin, outlining every curve. Her hair, wet but not entirely soaked, stuck strand by strand to her cheeks, paired with her doll-like face, giving her an indescribable allure. She stood with her legs apart, clutching the towel in her hand, looking more like a cat whose fur had been ruffled. He Qimo hadn’t expected such a sight when the towel was thrown away. Mo Tong blinked deeply. Then, just before Shen Jian妮, consumed with rage and ready to pounce and settle scores, he turned off the faucet and tossed the shower back onto the bathtub. "Get up, get out. I need to use the bathroom." He Qimo spoke with elegance, meaning to avoid what he thought was somewhat... and it matched his current situation perfectly. But for the already furious Shen Jian妮, trying to dismiss her like that—he was thinking too highly of her. At once, she silently grabbed the shower like a cat, moving closer to He Qimo, "You want me to leave now?" He Qimo was washing his face by the sink, nodding, "Go out, I need to use the facilities." Yet in the next instant, Shen Jian妮 turned on the shower full blast, yelling at He Qimo, "I’ll show you to the bathroom!" While showering He Qimo like a water cannon. "You want me to sleep in the bathroom, I’ll sleep in the bathroom. You want me out, I’ll get out. And now you spray me with water? Hey, don’t you think you’re something? Am I sold to you? Come on, you think spraying people is fine, let me give you a taste too. You want to go to the bathroom, huh? Well, I won’t let you!" He Qimo was caught off guard, and Shen Jian妮 was completely bare-footed. There’s an old saying, "A barefooted person doesn’t fear a shod person." Shen Jian妮 jumped around agilely, launching an attack in the bathroom. He Qimo, fearing getting wet, moved with difficulty. And since Shen Jian妮 only aimed the shower at his face. Under the massive water droplets, it was already an achievement for him to open his eyes, let alone counter-attack. Moreover, the more he tried to avoid getting wet, the more the water ran through his hair, down his shoulders, soaking him completely... Soon, He Qimo’s shirt also stuck tightly to his body, the unbuttoned part showcasing what it means to be a male allure. "Shen... Shen Jia... Shen Jian妮!" He Qimo’s voice was so low and angry it seemed to drop several bars. Shen Jian妮 was also livid, her temper flaring over and over, raising her voice several notches, "Calling me granny won’t help!" And so, after one minute and thirty-five seconds, the two completely drenched people stood staring at each other... The two who were fueling the greater anger, He Qimo coldly pressed his thin lips together, his Adam’s apple moved, and "swish," he unceremoniously locked the bathroom door. On the other side, Shen Jian妮 also glared at He Qimo with fury, grabbing a sprinkle head from the bathtub, one left and one right, glaring with clenched teeth... The cat and mouse game began to unfold in the bathroom. Immediately, the scene was one that seemed to shake the heavens and move the gods to tears. Heart-stopping, a life-and-death confrontation... Pinghu District, suburban villa. With the arrival of the dawn of a new day came Yu Yuanshen’s footsteps. Rong City, now in December with flying snow, though it’s a southern city and snow hardly ever lands, fluttering is still mesmerizing. Adding a touch of indescribable melancholy of departure. Arriving at Feng’s Villa, Yu Yuanshen retracted his deep dark brown gaze, glanced around, and carrying Yu Youxuan, got out of the car. By the car door, the butler of Feng Mansion was already standing. Holding a black long umbrella, he shielded President Yu from the small snow falling on his black woolen coat. Yu Yuanshen walked step by step along the road. It wasn’t that he wanted to come to Feng Chengjin’s villa. But regarding Gu Zixuan, perhaps in this world, apart from Feng Chengjin, there isn’t a second person who cares more than he does. Feng Chengjin is now on an indefinite vacation, just staying at Feng Mansion, going nowhere. Even if Yu Yuanshen doesn’t want to, he has to come. Even if it breaks his heart, he has to come. Even if, in reality, seeing Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin’s relationship growing stronger... He wants to escape this city, the desire to shift his business grows more intense. Perhaps, after they get married, he will consider resigning as CEO, going to the United States, leaving the girl he’s waited for ten years behind. Never to see her again in this lifetime. The chances he has to see her are dwindling, aren’t they? Yu Yuanshen’s thoughts floated in the air. Reaching Feng Chengjin’s study, he tossed Yu Youxuan into the living room to play with Gu Zixuan, while he began to discuss matters with Feng Chengjin. Downstairs, Yu Youxuan was having the time of her life playing with Gu Zixuan, after not seeing her for a long time. Once the matters about the press conference held by him representing GIO Investment Bank, which received a positive response, were discussed with Feng Chengjin upstairs. Yu Yuanshen suddenly received a call. Upon finishing, Yu Yuanshen had to leave. Passing through the living room, he looked at Gu Zixuan, who had been in there all along. His deep brown eyes lingered for a moment. However, a while later, seeing the two servants by Gu Zixuan’s side who seemed occasionally tense. And noticing the abrupt style of the carpet laid out from top to bottom, his deep brown gaze blinked, as if he understood something. His heart unexpectedly pricked like a needle, mixed with an indescribable pain. He swept his deep gaze over Gu Zixuan’s small belly, even though he had let go of many things, he still couldn’t control his emotions, forcing restraint. Yu Yuanshen didn’t speak. On the other side, Gu Zixuan, noticing Yu Yuanshen standing there all along, looked at him and gave a gentle smile, elegant and attractive like a white rose. "Is Brother Yu leaving?" Rationality regained, Yu Yuanshen’s eyelids trembled. Unsure what to say, he could only squeeze out a gentle softness from the corner of his lips, "Yes, I have a bit of business." Then he cast his gaze on Yu Youxuan, "Youxuan, let’s go." The gentle evasion, without a second look, left Gu Zixuan speechless. Yet, Yu Youxuan, who usually listened to her father. Today, facing her father who took the initiative to bring her to meet Sister Gu, Yu Youxuan sensed something wasn’t quite right. So, after her big eyes rolled for a while, she shook her head, "I don’t want to go, Daddy, I want to play with Sister Gu." "Youxuan..." Yu Yuanshen called. Gu Zixuan glanced over and naturally joined the conversation, "Let Youxuan stay and play with me, aren’t you going to handle business anyway? Come back after your work." Gu Zixuan wanted to talk to Yu Yuanshen about something, now, facing Yu Yuanshen who had to handle business, she managed to gain a chance for another meeting. "..." Yu Yuanshen paused, seeing the two women both insisting, he couldn’t say anything more. Adding to the complexity and irritation from the confirmation of recent matters, he lacked the energy to look at Gu Zixuan a second time. Nodded slightly, holding the phone, he walked out. And so, when Feng Chengjin came downstairs, he saw the little girl who hadn’t left the living room, startled...