Chapter 62: Solve It Yourself

Zhou Jinchuan raised his eyes to look at Qin Shu, surprise revealed in the depths of his gaze.

Gu Tingyan looked coldly at Yu Xing: "So it was you, bullying my wife and her best friend?"

"Snatching her best friend's man?"

Yu Xing's face turned deathly pale, her lips quivering; she looked at Su Tuantuan and Qin Shu with lingering fear, never having expected Qin Shu's background to be so powerful.

"I'm sorry, President Gu."

Gu Tingyan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Do it yourself, don't force me to slap you."

Yu Xing's face was pale; she raised her hand and began to slap her own cheeks, the crisp sound of "slap, slap, slap" ringing out.

Gu Tingyan frowned: "Security, throw them out."

The security guards stepped forward and drove the three of them out.

For the first time, Su Tuantuan felt that Gu Tingyan looked somewhat like a human being.

The CEO's office.

The man held the woman sitting on his lap; he pinched her chin, his fiery tongue lightly licking her lips, his scorching breath spraying against her neck, cunningly sliding into Qin Shu's mouth to tease her sensitive palate.

Gu Tingyan pressed his forehead against hers, his breathing heavy: "Huahua, I want you."

How long had it been since he had touched Qin Shu? Gu Tingyan was stifled and uncomfortable; his tall, upright frame lifted her up from his body, and he carried her to place her on the desk.

The man's arms braced firmly on either side of her, standing between her parted legs, staring at her delicate lips, he leaned down and kissed her.

Qin Shu turned her face away, dodging his lips; Gu Tingyan's gaze deepened, his voice cold as he threatened her: "Don't you dare dodge."

Her avoidance stung Gu Tingyan's pride.

The man no longer possessed that rational tenderness from just a moment ago, but instead radiated a strong sense of possessiveness and violence.

"It's not like we haven't slept together before, what are you afraid of?" His face was cold, his large hand stroking her beautiful face, tucking away a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead.

Qin Shu glared at him angrily: "If you want it, hurry up."

"Can you stop being so horny."

Gu Tingyan: "........."

Gu Tingyan's expression was slightly cold; since she wouldn't develop desire for him, he would force her to lose her reason on his body and beg for him.

The man took her hand and placed it on his chest; her onion-white fingertips brushed against his firm, hard abdominal muscles, and Qin Shu's fingertips curled, feeling only the man's scorching skin.

Gu Tingyan let out a muffled laugh, lowered his head to capture her lips, and sucked forcefully; the man's tongue broke past her pearly teeth, curling around her small tongue to lick and suck.

The prolonged kiss left Qin Shu nearly suffocated, causing trembling, fragile whimpers to spill from her throat; her hands pressed against the man's beautiful abdominal muscles, her whole person dazed and drifting.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The sound of knocking on the door rang out; the woman in his arms struggled frantically in fear, and the man let out a low, muffled groan, his large hand gripping her waist fiercely: "Don't move."

"President, there is a document that needs your signature."

The corners of Gu Tingyan's eyes were red, his face full of desire and rage: "Get out!"

The person at the door was so scared they ran away immediately, not knowing why the President was in such a rage.

"Let go." Qin Shu reached out to straighten her skirt and pushed him away.

Gu Tingyan held her against the door, the corners of his eyes blood-red, and he laughed in anger: "Are you trying to kill me?"

"In this state, can I go out?"

Qin Shu's expression was indifferent: "Solve it yourself."

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and he gripped her waist, pressing her against his body: "You help me."

"The door is locked, no one will come in."

In the end, Qin Shu was carried to the car by Gu Tingyan; his suit jacket was draped over her face, covering her completely.

The group chat within the corporation exploded instantly.

"I'm going crazy, I just saw the President carry a woman out!"

"Who is it? Who hooked President Gu?"

Qin Shu slept until dawn.

The next day, when she woke up, Gu Tingyan had already left.

There was a note on the table: Wait for me to come back.

The man's handwriting was vigorous like a cold pine standing on a cliff, the brushstrokes sharp yet disciplined, the ink marks too thick to be dissolved, every character having distinct edges, hiding a domineering nature that controlled everything.

After work.

Qin Shu walked out of the main entrance, and a black Bentley stopped by the roadside and honked at her: "Beep..."

Jiang Wenzhou's driver got out of the car and looked at Qin Shu respectfully: "Miss Qin, our Young Master Jiang wants you to get in the car."

Qin Shu stopped in her tracks; she raised her eyes and saw Jiang Wenzhou sitting in the back seat of the Bentley.

Qin Shu's gaze was indifferent, her voice cool: "No need."

She lifted her foot and turned to leave; the driver glanced back at Jiang Wenzhou sitting in the back seat, and the man silently gestured to him.

He swept a glance at Qin Shu's back and silently curled his lips in a smile.

Little wild cat, quite a fiery temper.

Qin Shu walked to the other side of the road, and the Bentley behind her kept following slowly, lingering like a ghost.

Qin Shu's phone chimed; it was a message from Gu Tingyan:

Gu Tingyan: "On Chenchen's birthday, I will have someone bring him over."

Qin Shu replied with one word: "Okay."

Qin Shu got into her own car; when she started it, the car didn't move, so she got out to check and discovered the tires had been slashed.

Behind her, that car was parked not far away; in the night, Qin Shu's heart jumped violently a few times; she feigned composure, stood up, and reached out to hail a car by the roadside.

Returning home, Qin Shu finally felt her racing heart return to its place.

The next day.

Qin Shu had just finished filming on set when someone brought her a large bouquet of roses: "Who is Miss Qin Shu?"

Hearing her name, Qin Shu turned around: "I am."

The delivery person handed the flowers to her: "These are your flowers, please sign for them."

Qin Shu did not take them and said coldly: "Whoever gave them to you, take them back."

The delivery person looked bitter and pleaded: "Miss Qin, please just sign for them, otherwise the customer will give me a bad review."

Qin Shu signed her name, didn't even glance at what was written on the card, and tossed it directly into the trash can.

Qin Shu said with a cold face: "Tell him to stop sending them; every time he sends one, I will throw it away."

Seeing her refuse so impolitely, the delivery person was stunned, nodded hurriedly, and walked away quickly.

Chu Sheng happened to see this scene when she returned from filming; the corners of her lips curled up in a mocking sneer: "You haven't divorced Tingyan yet, and you're already starting to seduce men?"

Qin Shu turned to look at her, her gaze sharp and filled with a chilling coldness: "Which dog eye of yours saw that?"

Seeing the flowers in the trash can, Chu Sheng sneered, glared at her, and turned to leave.

Qin Shu turned to leave, her foot bumped the trash can, and the corner of her eye caught the words on the card: You look so slutty in a cheongsam, it must be exciting to fuck you.

Qin Shu's expression changed instantly, and she felt a sense of hair-raising disgust.

She thought of the way Jiang Wenzhou stared at her, which caused her to have a very uncomfortable physiological reaction.

That gaze seemed to pierce through the clothes on her body, exposing her naked under the sunlight.

Qin Shu walked quickly to find a restroom; there was a sign outside the first floor saying it was under maintenance, so she headed up to the second floor.

As soon as Qin Shu left, the sign was removed by someone.