Sheng Qianchi seed to have plenty of ti to spar with her, as if patiently playing a ga. He still wore a gentle smile, his voice lazily indifferent, "Then tell , what do you have that could make my heart flutter?"
Gu Jiayin bit her lower lip, "I’ll buy it back at double the price."
"Ha!" Sheng Qianchi laughed out loud, "If it was before your very determined act of returning what I gave you, I might have believed you had the financial power. But now, why should I believe you can afford four hundred million, hmm?"
He suddenly lowered his eyes to gaze at her, as if looking at a naive little fool with nothing to her na.
Gu Jiayin was at a loss for words.
Yes, she had no money now.
If she’d known it would co to this, she wouldn’t have stubbornly returned those things to him in the first place.
To speak of it, she lived purely with him for two months, and he was indeed generous, giving her a lot of money.
A piece of ancient art worth a hundred million, a house worth a hundred million, a compensation of a hundred million Eagle Emperor, a ruby worth thirty million, and a hundred million in cash.
If she hadn’t returned them, she’d be a wealthy woman worth four hundred and thirty million now, and would absolutely have the confidence to pay double to buy Twilight Manor back.
Yet...
Yet there are no ifs.
The woman remained silent for a long ti, biting her tender pink lip quietly. Sheng Qianchi’s handso face showed an increasingly radiant smile. He reached out and pinched her chin, turning it to face him.
He lowered his handso face closer to her, his voice like a feather gently brushing against her desperately maintained dignity, "Right now, your only option is to sell yourself to . Just nod quickly and stop dragging this out so pretentiously."
Gu Jiayin felt the urge to fly into a rage once more, but she held back, glaring at him fiercely, stubbornly turning her head away to avoid looking at him.
The room fell into silence.
She was so angry that she refused to acknowledge him, didn’t speak, didn’t look at him.
And he, smiles hidden in his eyes, leisurely watched her, his long, well-jointed fingers rhythmically tapped on the elaborately carved pear wood table.
She seed like a small beast making a last-ditch struggle against him, the hunter who had laid the trap, waiting for her to step into it.
Five minutes later, he spoke slowly with a faint smile, "My ti is limited, and so is my patience. Speak up now, or I can’t guarantee I’ll still be interested in negotiating after this mont passes, hmm?"
Anger induced by him burned even stronger within Gu Jiayin. She abruptly turned her head to glare at him, "Shaless!"
Sheng Qianchi instantly put away his smile, looking at her coldly.
Just then, the door of the private room was pushed open, and the server ca in with the dishes, interrupting the confrontation between the two.
When all the dishes were served, the room returned to silence.
Sheng Qianchi picked up his chopsticks, elegantly serving so food onto the woman’s plate, "Eat."
Gu Jiayin had no mind to eat. Just thinking that she would have to sell herself to Sheng Qianchi to get back Twilight Manor made her unwilling a thousand tis over.
After pondering for a few seconds, she spoke again, "Sheng Qianchi, buying that manor serves no purpose for you, right? If you want to enter the wine industry, I’ll work for you for free. I have a brand new brewing technique in hand that will surely help you quickly make a mark in the wine industry."
Sheng Qianchi didn’t look at her again and continued to eat his food slowly, carefully chewing a piece of rib. He finished two ribs without showing any intention of responding.
Gu Jiayin couldn’t help but feel annoyed, "Why aren’t you saying anything?"
Sheng Qianchi elegantly pulled out a napkin and wiped his mouth, "You’ve already missed the opportunity. I’m not interested in negotiating now; I just want to eat."
Gu Jiayin, "..."
She really wanted to bite him to death.
It seed as if Sheng Qianchi sensed her thoughts of wanting to sink her teeth into him, he nonchalantly threw out a remark, "If I get another scratch today, I might lose interest in that damn manor for a year or two."
Anger filled Gu Jiayin’s wide watery eyes, filled with intent to slap the man who was at ease in front of her, hoping to devour him like a rib.
Sheng Qianchi didn’t even glance at her, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he casually gazed at her, "Today’s food is not bad; are you sure you don’t want to eat?"
Gu Jiayin silently took a deep breath, forcibly swallowing the anger rising in her throat, then deliberately adjusted her expression to a coquettish smile, "Then, Young Master Chi, when might you be interested in discussing this matter again?"
This woman clearly was at the peak of her anger yet feigned a gentle flirtatious air. So adorable that he felt like taking a bite out of her.
The curve of Sheng Qianchi’s lips widened uncontrollably. He put down his chopsticks, turned to look at her, "Depends on my mood."
His voice carried the seductive, ambiguous undertones, "You know, n are creatures driven by their lower halves. When you satisfy a man physically, he’s capable of foolish acts like lighting beacons to amuse a beauty."
He leaned in close, his breath fanning over her face, his voice raspier, deliberately lowered, and filled with implication, "It just depends on whether or not you can make happy."
A mont ago, Gu Jiayin was still working hard to suppress her anger, pretending to have a hint of a smile, but under the man’s shaless flirting, the slight smile in her eyes shattered instantly.
"Dream on!" she spat through clenched teeth, giving him those two words.
Sheng Qianchi shrugged indifferently, then picked up his chopsticks again, continuing to eat, ignoring her altogether.
The space fell silent again, with only the slight sounds of him eating.
Two minutes later, Gu Jiayin couldn’t hold her anger anymore. Driven by the thought that leaving food uneaten would be a waste, and she couldn’t starve herself while letting him be smug, she picked up her chopsticks and started to eat as well.
This al felt like a battle.
Gu Jiayin never once let Sheng Qianchi have his way; she opposed him at every turn.
When he went to pick up the ribs, she grabbed for it too. Whatever he aid for, she snatched it instead. In the end, he barely ate a few bites while she cleaned up all the dishes.
Sheng Qianchi amusedly laid down his chopsticks, "Don’t you feel full, hmm?"
Gu Jiayin pouted and remained silent.
How could she not be full, she certainly was. But she’d rather overstuff herself than let him stay smug.
However, he wasn’t annoyed at all. Instead, he seed very relaxed, watching her charming face with a poetic, picturesque smile. He acted gentlemanly, grabbing a napkin to ticulously wipe her lips.
The afternoon sunlight slanted through the glass window, casting light on the man’s shoulder, sketching a handso, chiseled silhouette.
He wiped her lips carefully, his expression serious, his gaze affectionate. The faint warmth in his fingertips occasionally grazed her skin, sending tingles through her.
Finally, he tossed the napkin into the bin, softly saying, "Co with to Shuiyunjian this afternoon."
"No," Gu Jiayin refused without thinking.
Returning there gave her the first impression of becoming his caged bird again.
Sheng Qianchi raised an eyebrow slightly, his voice dragging out lazily, "What if I say, I’ll only have the interest to discuss the Twilight Manor matter once I’m back there?"
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