Chapter 111: I didn't spend so much money keeping you just for display

Chu Sheng did not expect Xie Jin to talk back to her on behalf of Qin Shu. Her expression turned ugly, and just as she wanted to say something more, Gu Tingyan swept a cold glance at her: "Eat your meal."

"Why are you saying so much useless nonsense?"

Chu Sheng pursed her lips, gave Qin Shu a cold look, and withdrew her gaze. She sat in her chair and looked at Gu Tingyan imperiously: "I want to eat that."

Gu Tingyan casually picked some up for her. Chu Sheng looked at Qin Shu with a triumphant expression on her face. She leaned close to Gu Tingyan and whispered: "Chenchen wants you to take him out to play the day after tomorrow."

Gu Tingyan sat in his chair, his expression cold and stern: "No time."

"I have to sign a contract with President Wu the day after tomorrow."

Chu Sheng knew this was a major project Gu Tingyan intended to use to enter the technology sector, in which the Chu Family was also participating, one that could earn billions a year.

Chu Sheng: "Mm."

This dinner was eaten in trepidation; the production crew staff couldn't wait to leave.

After the dinner, Xie Jin offered to take Qin Shu home.

Xie Jin held his car keys in his hand: "Huahua, let me take you back."

Gu Tingyan was standing right beside them. Hearing this, he lit a cigarette, his gaze falling on Qin Shu with a look that was neither a smile nor a frown.

It was as if, should she dare to agree, the man would immediately do something very crazy.

Qin Shu's expression paused: "No need, Su Tuantuan and I drove here."

Xie Jin smiled faintly: "Alright."

As he was leaving, he looked at Qin Shu: "My second uncle wants to invite you to dinner. When are you free? Shall we set a date?"

Qin Shu quite liked Xie Jin's second uncle; there was a natural sense of closeness, and furthermore, Xie Jin's second uncle held a very extraordinary status in the medical field.

Qin Shu admired the strong, and she respected top-tier geniuses like Xie Jin's second uncle even more.

Qin Shu nodded: "Okay, I'll send you a message when the time comes."

Seeing her agree, Gu Tingyan's expression suddenly turned cold and dark. He cast a cold, indifferent glance at Xie Jin, his eyes icy.

Xie Jin looked back and saw the man's gloomy gaze. His movements paused slightly, he gave a slight nod, then turned and got into his car with his keys.

The car started. Xie Jin sat in the cabin and looked at Gu Tingyan outside through the car window, his fingers tapping the steering wheel with a measured rhythm.

He turned to ask his manager: "Tell me, does Gu Tingyan really like Chu Sheng?"

The manager was stunned by his question: "I suppose so."

"The resources under Xingchen Entertainment are all open to Chu Sheng."

"If he didn't like her, why would he casually give her gifts worth over a hundred million?"

That is money an ordinary person couldn't earn in several lifetimes; let alone ordinary people, even the middle class couldn't reach that.

Xie Jin was silent. He always felt something was not quite right.

As a man's intuition, he could feel that Gu Tingyan's attitude toward Chu Sheng was unusual.

But why did this man look at him as if he were a romantic rival?

It was as if he had snatched Gu Tingyan's girlfriend away.

Qin Shu didn't have a boyfriend.

When Qin Shu went back, she didn't leave with Gu Tingyan; the two of them left separately.

The two cars returned to the villa one after the other. Just as Qin Shu got out of the car and walked inside, a "bang" of a door closing came from behind her, and the man's steady footsteps gradually closed in from behind.

Qin Shu quickened her pace into the room. At the moment she closed the door, a foot wedged against it. The man pushed the door open, his large hand tightly gripping Qin Shu's waist to pull her into his embrace.

A strong, oppressive aura rushed toward her from the man.

Gu Tingyan gripped Qin Shu's waist tightly, pinning her against the wall. His scorching breath hit her neck, making it itch.

The man's dark, deep eyes fell upon her with heat. He reached out to hold her tightly in his arms and strode toward the stairs.

"Gu Tingyan, let me go!" Qin Shu raised her hands to hammer his chest, struggling with all her might.

Gu Tingyan lowered his head and let out a muffled laugh, his voice magnetic and pleasant: "Huahua, you don't think I keep you in this manor..."

The man's eyes carried a hint of mockery: "... and spend so much money, just to keep you for display, do you?"

Qin Shu's grandmother's medical expenses and nursing fees were all paid by Gu Tingyan—hundreds of thousands each, staying in a top-tier nursing home where the meals and environment were arranged at the level of a five-star hotel.

Su Tuantuan's monthly project funding and the advertising fees given to her also amounted to over five million a month, all pulled from Gu Tingyan's personal pocket.

Qin Shu accompanied him to the end, and Gu Tingyan gave generously.

Having spent so much money on her, it would be too much of a loss to just keep her before his eyes without being able to eat or look at her.

Gu Tingyan was never a man who would wrong himself. Once he had tasted the meat, he never intended to wrong himself.

From the time Qin Shu was pregnant until she was discharged, he hadn't touched her for a long time.

Today, she was laughing and talking with another man right in front of him.

Gu Tingyan felt that she must be fully recovered, to be smiling so brightly at someone else.

This woman only ever gave him a sour face whenever she looked up at him.

Hearing this, Qin Shu's whole body stiffened, and she was carried upstairs by Gu Tingyan just like that.

A sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, accompanied by the moans of a man and a woman.

The hazy steam was a vast expanse of white. Qin Shu's body was soft as mud, her hands braced against the tiles, her eyes rimmed with moisture, helplessly enduring the forceful invasion of the man behind her.

Gu Tingyan had broad shoulders and a narrow waist; his naked, well-toned body was like God's most perfect work of art. His arms were strong, his muscle lines perfect, and the water flowed down his shoulders over his eight-pack abs, until it vanished into the scorching, boiling white mist.

The man held her waist tightly from behind, his hot palms caressing her soft figure, her hips, her waist, and reaching up to grip her soft fullness.

This passionate collision lasted for two and a half hours before it ended.

When they came out, Gu Tingyan had washed her clean. Qin Shu lay in the man's arms, limp and powerless, closing her eyes and feeling an unprecedented fatigue.

She was so tired her limbs were curled up, hanging limply, feeling as if her body were no longer her own.

And Gu Tingyan was like a wolf that hadn't eaten its fill; he had been abstinent for several whole months.

Now that the man had finally managed to eat his fill of meat, he naturally had to get his money's worth.

Her physical needs were satisfied to the extreme, as if her soul had also been sublimated.

Gu Tingyan was in a very good mood as he served the person in his arms, holding her on his lap, using a towel to wipe the woman's wet hair, and then using a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Qin Shu let him fuss over her, and she fell into an exhausted sleep in his arms.

Gu Tingyan finished drying her hair, put away the hairdryer, and lowered his deep, dark eyes; the man looked at the woman who had closed her eyes and fallen asleep in his arms, and let out a low, mocking sound: "Truly useless."

With this kind of stamina, he didn't know how she had even trained it, as she was always half-dead after every time they were in bed.

Gu Tingyan carefully placed her on the bed, tucked her in, and with a stretch of his long arm, turned off the light.

He lay down, the mattress sinking deeply, and the man held her tightly from behind, planting a kiss on her neck.