Chapter 143: Even a Domineering CEO Has to Change the Sheets Himself

Gu Yan finally caught her breath, gritting her teeth as she cursed the man on top of her: "Shameless!"

Shen Yanhui brushed aside her sweat-dampened hair and replied with satisfaction, "Mm."

"Taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state!"

"Mm."

Unable to stand his calmness, Gu Yan lunged at him, gnawing and biting at his chest: "Do you have any idea how excessive you were just now!"

Shen Yanhui pressed down on her head: "I do."

"You know and you still did it! You're not human!" Gu Yan accused him viciously.

Heaven knows how broken she felt just now; he was acting inhumanly, and she couldn't stop herself from trembling and crying.

Yet no matter how she begged for mercy, he didn't listen.

Scum!

He didn't cherish her at all!

Only caring about his own pleasure!

Shen Yanhui still let her curse, merely stroking her cheeks gently and kissing the corners of her lips.

Gu Yan went to bite his lip again.

He let out a low laugh, his chest vibrating slightly.

Gu Yan's body stiffened; she widened her eyes and looked at him: "You, you, you... stop messing around, hurry up and **!"

Shen Yanhui: "No."

Gu Yan: "..."

Is that even human language?

"Hurry up and **, I'm uncomfortable, it's so miserable!" She pushed him, but he didn't budge an inch.

Shen Yanhui raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to look at the bedsheet beneath her, which was soaked through: "The sheet is like this, and you're uncomfortable?"

Gu Yan: "You still know that? Hurry up and **, go change the sheets!"

Shen Yanhui didn't move.

Gu Yan pushed him again, but her strength was soft and weak, completely useless.

"Say something nice." Shen Yanhui straightened his body, but it was the young girl who suffered.

Gu Yan bit her lip to stop a moan from escaping.

Looking at the man's composed expression, she finally understood his wicked sense of humor. But if these sheets weren't changed tonight, the maid cleaning tomorrow would see them, and then what face would she have left to stay in this house?

Since she couldn't possibly change them herself, she had no choice but to coax Shen Yanhui into doing it.

For the sake of her own face, she had no choice but to...

She took a deep breath, leaned her face in, and rubbed it against his chin, her voice soft and sweet: "Brother~"

Shen Yanhui lowered his eyes to look at her, a smile appearing in the depths of his gaze.

"Mm?"

Gu Yan stretched out a finger and drew circles on his chest: "The sheets are wet, I'll be uncomfortable sleeping... help me change them, please."

He didn't speak.

She rubbed against his neck again, her voice even softer: "Brother~ you're the best~"

He curled the corners of his mouth and finally spoke: "Are you still angry?"

Gu Yan shook her head: "Not angry, not angry."

Shen Yanhui continued: "Will you lock me outside again tomorrow?"

Gu Yan continued to shake her head: "Won't lock, won't lock."

Shen Yanhui was satisfied, his lips curling up.

Gu Yan thought it was finally over and was just about to urge him to go change the sheets when he spoke again.

"There is one more thing."

She looked at him.

He lowered his head and whispered something in her ear. (As for what exactly was said, the author doesn't know either; everyone can imagine it for themselves.)

Gu Yan's eyes widened instantly, her face turning so red it looked like it might bleed: "You... you're dreaming!"

He looked at her and didn't speak.

She glared at him, and he looked back at her.

A few seconds later, Gu Yan was the first to admit defeat. She bit her lip, her voice as small as a mosquito's hum: "... Fine."

He curled the corners of his mouth and planted a kiss on her lips: "Good girl."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly picked her up.

The sudden movement made her gasp, and as her whole body slid down a little, he caught her firmly.

In that instant (what happened again?)... she grabbed his shoulders, buried her face in his neck, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

He felt... (what did he feel? The author is also very curious.)

His footsteps paused, and he patted her back gently, waiting for her to slowly recover.

After a long while, she stopped trembling, but she still kept her face buried in his shoulder, refusing to lift her head.

He curled the corners of his mouth, ** came out, she whimpered and groaned, hanging softly on him.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Gu Yan muffled her voice: "What do you think!"

Shen Yanhui let out another low laugh and carried her toward the bathroom.

He sat down on the edge of the bathtub and placed her on his lap. He turned on the water, tested the temperature, and then gently placed her into the water.

The warm water enveloped her body, and Gu Yan let out a comfortable sigh, then began to urge him again: "Hurry up and go change the bedsheets."

Shen Yanhui stood up, grabbed the bathrobe from the side to put on, and touched the young girl's forehead: "Then wash yourself, call me if you need anything."

Gu Yan: "Mm-hmm."

Shen Yanhui returned to the bedroom and looked at the messy bedsheets; the marks on them were indeed more numerous than usual.

It seems she really liked today's position, he thought.

He reached out to pull them off, tossed them aside, and replaced them with a new set. His movements were deft; it was clear this was not the first time he had done this.

After tidying up the room, he returned to the bathroom.

In just those ten minutes, Gu Yan had already fallen asleep leaning against the bathtub.

Shen Yanhui stood to the side and watched for a long time, then knelt on one knee, picked up the showerhead from the side, and helped her wash her body.

The young girl slept completely defenseless, letting him move her, and was then carried out, dried off, dressed in pajamas, and tucked into the covers.

She turned over, hugged the quilt, and continued to sleep.

Shen Yanhui lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms.

——

After the exercise, Gu Yan slept extremely soundly.

Waking up the next day, she felt refreshed and invigorated, as if every pore on her body had opened up.

She turned over, but the space beside her was already empty.

"Running away after sleeping with me, you scumbag!" she cursed softly, then kicked the quilt.

She sat up and reached out to grab the phone on the nightstand. Just as she extended her hand, she paused.

There was a chain on her wrist.

It was thin, silver, and hung with a very, very small lock.

The lock was crafted quite uniquely; it wasn't an ordinary padlock, but an ancient style of spring-lock, as exquisite as a miniature work of art.

She raised her wrist and looked at it against the sunlight.

The more she looked, the more she liked it.

However, "A bracelet is all it takes to lock me up? No way."

She picked up her phone and dialed Xu Yuan's number.

"Help me book a plane ticket to Mali, as soon as possible."

Xu Yuan was surprised: "Miss, are you really going yourself? It's a bit dangerous."

"Mm, I'll find a local security company when I get there, it should be fine," Gu Yan said.

She still wanted to give Shen Yanhui a surprise.

Xu Yuan agreed.

Before hanging up, Gu Yan instructed again: "Don't let Shen Yanhui know, do you hear me?"

Xu Yuan paused, looking at the WeChat chat interface with Chang Su on her screen. Above was what she had just sent: 【Assistant Chang, the Miss is going to Mali.】

She felt a bit guilty.

A long time ago, Shen Yanhui had already instructed her that she must report every detail of Gu Yan's affairs.

She didn't want to be a snitch either, but...

He really paid too much.

She hurriedly recalled the message and said to the phone without changing her expression: "Alright, Miss, I absolutely will not tell Mr. Shen."

Well, as for whether the other party saw it or not, that was none of her business.