Wanxia removed the botherso shawl, draping it loosely over her arm. The strap of her spaghetti strap dress slipped off her shoulder due to the movent, revealing a hint of her beautiful figure.
"After thinking it over carefully, I find Mr. Gu more attractive."
As she spoke, she blinked playfully, her delicate features full of a smile. Her long hair, tied up at the back, ca loose, and a few strands floated in the air with the breeze.
In this dim light, it beca the most tempting allure.
Like an addict drawn to drugs, Gu Shaozhi couldn’t help but want to get closer to her, and he did just that.
However, there was an unexpected resistance.
When he looked down, what t Gu Shaozhi’s gaze was a little girl as delicate as a doll.
Pea leaned softly against Wanxia’s leg, sleepy-eyed, tilting her head back to look at the man much taller than her, and said in a childish voice, "Uncle, can you open the door? I want to sleep."
Looking at this exquisite little person, Gu Shaozhi actually experienced a brief ntal blank.
Wanxia crouched down, gathering the tilting Pea into her arms, with a light laugh, "What’s wrong, Mr. Gu, have you seen my brother’s daughter?"
"I don’t rember," even though Gu Shaozhi could sense the sarcasm in the woman’s words, he answered her question seriously, "Just looks sowhat... familiar."
The Mu Family protected the child very well, with no dia capturing a full-face photo.
It was impossible for him to have seen her.
Pea held onto Wanxia’s neck, proudly raising her chin, "Mommy says beautiful people all look like ."
Mu Angge was only three years old. Although her facial features hadn’t fully developed, it was already clear she was a burgeoning beauty.
Her mother, Nan Wan, is known for her exceptional beauty. Although her comnt was cheeky, no one could refute it.
Indeed, it makes sense.
Gu Shaozhi couldn’t tear his eyes away, gazing into the little girl’s eyes. The hidden hostility between his brows faded completely, replaced by gentleness.
"Can you tell Uncle your na?"
"She’s called Mu Angge, so Mr. Gu," Wanxia seed unwilling to discuss further, changed the subject, smiling alluringly, "May I borrow your house for a few days?"
Exhausted, Pea lay on her shoulder, and Gu Shaozhi could only see the child’s back.
His gaze lifted and t the woman’s enchanting eyes, a subtle arc ford on his lips as he said leisurely, "I’m not short of money. How does Miss Ji intend to pay the rent?"
"Coincidentally, I don’t have much money either," Wanxia lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, "If Mr. Gu doesn’t mind, could I... offer myself as rent?"
She wanted Shen Weiyi to fall from his peak to the depths, to taste the sensation of hell, to et Xia Qian.
There wasn’t a sharper knife than him.
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Morning.
The sunlight filtered through the layered leaves, scattering on the ground like stars. Before the scorching sun blazed in Qing City, the temperature was quite pleasant.
Gu Shaozhi leaned against the car, his deep black eyes subtly lined with red veins. Stubble faintly shadowed on his chin, his handso face, crafted as if by God, appeared slightly weary.
Still clad in yesterday’s shirt and perfectly pressed black suit pants, he stood with a slightly bowed head, lost in thought, exuding an air of unapproachable grace from afar.
Yet, beneath his feet, cigarette butts lay strewn across the ground.
He watched as new servants entered the villa, saw them return with groceries, and occasionally heard children’s voices when the door opened to take out the trash.
Sotis it was crying, sotis laughter.
The phone in the car rang repeatedly, but he acted as if he heard nothing. After smoking each cigarette, he’d raise his head and glance towards the villa’s gate.
From night to dawn, and then from dawn to dusk.
When Wanxia left, she wore a dress even more casual than the previous day. It was still a vibrant red, but it had a V-neck design, and the hem reached only mid-thigh.
"Miss Ji, heading out?"
The man’s voice was hoarse and gravelly, an outco of sleepless nights and excessive smoking.
"Yes," Wanxia hadn’t even approached when the strong scent of smoke hit her nose.
Her makeup was ticulously applied, and as she curved her lips into a soft smile, she resembled a poisonous poppy, "Mr. Gu, not going ho to sleep at night, what are you doing here?"
"For so reason, it feels like a dream," Gu Shaozhi had a slight arc at the corner of his lips. He wanted so much to follow through with his instincts and pull the woman into his arms, but he did nothing, "I needed to confirm with my own eyes once more to believe it was real."
Perhaps it was the depths of the man’s gaze, or maybe it was the captivating pull of each word he spoke.
For a mont, Wanxia was distracted but quickly regained her composure, lightly smiling, "That’s good, I just happen to be looking for you."
"Looking for ?" A low, slow laugh rumbled from Gu Shaozhi’s throat, his voice husky and sensuous, "To collect the rent?"
Wanxia nodded, "In a way, but I have additional terms."
The man continued to lean against the car, so she moved closer, leaving just a paper-thin gap between their lips.
The smile in her eyes danced, "After all, I’m so beautiful. If word gets out that Mr. Gu only provides a few days of accommodation to sleep with , it would severely affect my future business."
As she spoke, her cherry red lips would occasionally brush against the man’s lips, retreating the next second after a brief touch.
It made one’s heart itch.
Gu Shaozhi flicked away the cigarette stub between his fingers, his large hand gripping the woman’s slender waist. In the blink of an eye, their positions were reversed.
His voice lowered even further, "A businessman never makes a losing deal. Miss Ji must let inspect the goods first."
"Outdoors?" Wanxia, pressed against the car before his kiss could land, tilted her head, enchantnt brimming in her eyes, "Four years apart, Mr. Gu’s tastes have beco this heavy?"
...
By the bedroom’s bedside hung a wedding photo of the two.
Wanxia seed oblivious as she stood barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly gazing at the boundless night outside.
It took Gu Shaozhi less than ten minutes from starting his shower to exiting the bathroom, during which the bottle of red wine on the table was finished.
The darkness in his eyes lingered only for a few seconds.
He walked to the bedside, wrapped an arm around the woman’s slender waist, and rested his chin in the nape of her neck, greedily absorbing her unique scent.
He chuckled lowly, "Living in my house and stealing my wine, Miss Ji, are you planning to never leave my bed?"
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