Chapter 16: Gu Tingyan, I Don't Want To

Just as Gu Tingyan got into the car holding his son, Chu Sheng's call came through, and he answered it.

Chu Sheng said softly, "Tingyan, my father went to see you?"

Gu Tingyan: "Yes."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't aware of it, otherwise, I definitely would have stopped him."

Chu Sheng's voice was weak: "Please don't be angry with my father; he just feels that I've been wronged."

From the other end of the line came a suppressed voice with a sobbing tone: "Originally, you were my boyfriend, yet you married Qin Shu."

Gu Tingyan felt his heart tremble, a layer of gloom shrouding the depths of his eyes.

Wronged for what?

Chu Sheng said bitterly: "Actually, it's nothing; I have already accepted the fact that I lost you."

Her voice was gentle: "I won't commit suicide again."

"Tingyan, I wish you and Qin Shu happiness."

Gu Tingyan: "Yes."

Gu Tingyan hung up the phone; he pressed his lips together tightly, feeling somewhat distracted and agitated, his chest feeling heavily oppressed.

Gu Yichen sat with his small body perfectly straight, his little handsome face cold and stern, and called out to Gu Tingyan: "Father."

Gu Tingyan's bewildered thoughts gradually returned; he saw Chenchen's face, paused for a moment, his eyes becoming completely clear, and he raised his hand to stroke the child's head.

He drove the car all the way back to the villa, and while holding Gu Yichen, he instructed: "Father made your mother angry."

He reached out and pinched his son's nose: "Will you help Father coax Mother later?"

Gu Yichen frowned; he was not very willing.

Gu Yichen had been raised by his grandmother since he was small; he spent little time with his own mother and rarely had the bond typical of a mother and son.

He didn't have much to say to Qin Shu.

Grandmother said that even if he said it, Mother wouldn't understand.

But since Gu Tingyan wanted him to do it, he could only carry out the order.

As soon as Gu Yichen arrived home, he went to find Qin Shu's bedroom and pounded on the door: "Mother, I'm back."

Hearing the child's voice, Qin Shu opened the door immediately; looking at that handsome little face, Qin Shu's heart softened into a lump, and she picked him up.

"Mother, could you put me down?"

"I'm already past the age of being carried," Gu Yichen said in an old-fashioned manner.

"Grandmother said this is improper and would make people laugh at me."

Qin Shu's body stiffened slightly, and her smile faded by two degrees; she bent down and placed the child on the ground: "Chenchen is a little adult now."

Gu Tingyan sat on the living room sofa, repeatedly looking down at the watch on his wrist; it was about time, the child must be asleep.

Only then did Gu Tingyan get up and go upstairs.

Without a doubt, the bedroom door was locked by Qin Shu again.

Gu Tingyan: "..."

His own wife guarded against him as if he were a wolf.

Gu Tingyan took out his key, aligned it with the keyhole, and then opened the door to enter.

He saw the big one and the small one fast asleep on the large bed, a touch of softness in his eyes, and a warm current lingering in his heart.

Gu Tingyan walked over and gently picked Gu Yichen up from the bed, went out, and carried him to his own little room.

Gu Tingyan closed the room door tightly, climbed onto the bed, hugged Qin Shu from behind, and lowered his head to bite her ear suggestively, his voice laced with desire: "I know you aren't asleep."

Qin Shu couldn't pretend to be asleep even if she wanted to; Gu Tingyan reached his hand inside her pajamas, caressing every inch of her skin.

Qin Shu was stirred into a fire by him; she grabbed his meddling hand, her breathing somewhat ragged: "Gu Tingyan, I don't want to do it."

The man behind her stopped his hand, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and lowered his posture: "Huahua, I will keep my distance from her in the future."

"Let's live our lives well."

Qin Shu was silent for a moment and did not speak.

She didn't believe Gu Tingyan could really do it, to stop caring about Chu Sheng.

Qin Shu said: "Gu Tingyan, one month."

Gu Tingyan said: "What?"

"If you don't care about Chu Sheng for one month, we won't get a divorce."

Hearing her say this, Gu Tingyan felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Qin Shu said in a low voice: "If you break your word, then come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce."

She was betting that Gu Tingyan couldn't do it.

In the end, he would only be able to go get a divorce with her.

If Gu Tingyan didn't want to divorce, Qin Shu couldn't easily get away, and she couldn't take the child either.

This man had held a high position for many years and had always been used to being overbearing.

Gu Tingyan wore a smile at the corners of his mouth and, in a pleasant mood, hugged her tighter: "Okay, I promise you."

Gu Tingyan thought to himself: Isn't this simple?

She curled her lips in self-mockery; she felt that Gu Tingyan couldn't do it.

It was impossible for him to leave Chu Sheng to her own devices.

And Chu Sheng would definitely find an opportunity to drive a wedge between them.

She didn't understand Gu Tingyan, but didn't she understand Chu Sheng?

Gu Tingyan pressed against her face and kissed her, his breathing heavy, his voice hoarse: "Huahua."

Gu Tingyan took the initiative to seek intimacy, and Qin Shu could not resist; she was the body he was most familiar with.

This man knows how to light a fire in her, how to tease her to stir up her desire.

He has a great physique, comparable to a model, and his face is quite handsome too.

Qin Shu is very taken with his face; in the past, whenever she was angry, she only had to look up at Gu Tingyan's handsome face.

No matter how angry she was, it would dissipate.

Qin Shu is a sucker for good looks; she truly has no resistance to Gu Tingyan's face.

But Qin Shu is a germaphobe; the moment she thinks about Gu Tingyan having slept with Chu Sheng, she feels disgusted.

Qin Shu turned her head away, not letting him kiss her: "Gu Tingyan, you are filthy."

Gu Tingyan is no fool; he could not have failed to hear the implication in Qin Shu's words.

He was instantly so angry his heart and liver ached; he gripped her waist tightly and kissed her lips forcefully and domineeringly.

He said viciously: "You call me filthy? I'll make you filthy too!"

She reached out to push against his chest: "Gu Tingyan! Don't touch me!"

Qin Shu said bitterly: "Did Chu Sheng not satisfy you?"

Gu Tingyan let out a cold laugh, his tall and upright body covering hers, and he reached out and tore her pajamas to shreds!

Qin Shu resisted violently, but she could not overcome him; with new grudges added to old, her anger erupted instantly, and she raised her hand and slapped him!

She only had to think about Gu Tingyan staying abroad with Chu Sheng for three months.

During these three months, a lone man and a lone woman, he had feelings and she had intentions, like dry wood and a raging fire.

She does not believe they did nothing!

"Slap!" A crisp slap rang out, stunning Gu Tingyan on the spot.

He lay on top of Qin Shu, his body stiff, a scarlet palm print on his handsome cheek, looking at Qin Shu with disbelief in his eyes.

Gu Tingyan's voice trembled as he lowered his head to look at her in shock: "You hit me?"

What Qin Shu was obsessed with was his face; no matter how angry she was in the past, she would never lay a hand on him, and just looking at this handsome face herself would make her anger vanish.

Qin Shu was a delicate, soft, and non-aggressive little white rabbit; in the past, no matter how much he bullied her in bed, she would only lie in his arms and cry.

But he never expected that even a rabbit would bite when pushed to the limit!

After hitting him, Qin Shu was stunned herself.

Feeling a bit guilty and not daring to look at Gu Tingyan's face, she said defiantly: "Who told you to provoke me?"

"Who knows if you've slept with Chu Sheng?"

Qin Shu said with red-rimmed eyes: "After sleeping with her, you come to sleep with me; I find it disgusting."

Gu Tingyan stared at her fixedly for a moment, then rolled off her body.

He lay silently on his side on the other side, his back to Qin Shu, not saying a single word.

A cold-blooded wife, a ruined home, dim lighting, a broken him.

Qin Shu had slapped him and was originally quite angry, but seeing him sleeping with his back to her without a sound, she felt an inexplicable sense of unease looking at that back.

Yet Qin Shu could not bring herself to apologize.

A flash of embarrassment crossed Qin Shu's fair face, and it was a long while before she spoke: "How about you hit me back?"