Chapter 55: Enjoying His Gift

When Shen Yanhui took out that lace nightgown which should have been missing, Gu Yan completely fell apart.

"You, you, you... where did you find that?" She couldn't even speak clearly.

Shen Yanhui leaned against the headboard, hooking the thin garment with his fingertip, and raised an eyebrow at her, "Isn't this what you put in the wardrobe?"

Gu Yan: "I did no such—"

Shen Yanhui: "I thought it meant you wanted to wear it for me to see."

Gu Yan jumped: "How is that possible?!"

She lunged over to grab it.

Shen Yanhui restrained her with one hand, while holding the nightgown high with the other.

"Give it to me!" Gu Yan was unbearably embarrassed and reached out to grab it, but he pulled her waist and pressed her back into his embrace.

"Put it on?" He lowered his head.

"Impossible!" Gu Yan's voice rose a notch, "I will absolutely not wear this!"

Shen Yanhui chuckled: "Forgot the condition you agreed to?"

Gu Yan was righteous and confident: "Forgot."

"Fine."

Before she could even let out a sigh of relief, he kissed her directly. In no time at all, he had kissed her until her breathing was completely disordered.

When her body went limp and her consciousness became muddled, he pulled back slightly.

Then he began to undo the buttons of her clothes.

"Shen Yanhui, you... mm..."

Her protest was blocked back into her mouth. Her clothes were stripped away and slid off the edge of the bed. The cool air touched her skin, causing a light shiver.

The black lace was spread out and pressed against her skin.

With the extreme contrast of black and white, and the glimpses through the cutouts, she was stunningly beautiful.

"You bastard..." Gu Yan cursed him through gritted teeth.

Shen Yanhui: "Mm, I'm a bastard."

He leaned down, his kiss landing on the lace cutouts. In the depths of his eyes was a desire so thick it could not be dissolved.

When he had kissed enough, he used his fingertips to hook the strap behind her back and gave it a light tug.

The clasp came undone.

Then, like unwrapping a carefully packaged gift, he took off the garment he had put on her himself.

Gu Yan no longer wanted to speak; she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

The black lace was tossed to the foot of the bed, piled into a heap of alluring folds.

When Shen Yanhui covered her again, he whispered in her ear: "Now, start enjoying my gift."

——

Chang Su was delivering documents to Shen Yanhui as usual, when he happened to run into Gu Yan coming out of the house.

"Assistant Chang." Gu Yan's eyes curved when she saw him.

Chang Su stopped his steps and nodded slightly: "Madam."

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, then immediately felt uncomfortable.

Madam, what kind of Madam!

It made her sound so old!

"Then I will head in first." After Chang Su finished speaking, he lifted his foot to walk inside.

"Wait." Gu Yan called him to a stop.

"Does Madam have any business?"

Gu Yan walked two steps closer, her voice lowered a bit: "Assistant Chang, you have been by Shen Yanhui's side... for a long time, right?"

Chang Su answered matter-of-factly: "Ten years."

"Then... what was he like before, I mean, even earlier?"

This question actually took Chang Su by surprise.

He said: "Sir has always been this way."

"I mean even earlier, like when he first took over the Shen Family." Gu Yan insisted.

A breeze blew through the mountain forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

Chang Su was silent for a few seconds.

"Very cold."

It wasn't just a cold face; even his heart was cold, like an icy, snowy wasteland.

Gu Yan only felt that even the tip of her heart trembled.

"But no matter how difficult it was back then, it has all passed." Chang Su comforted her, "Now, Sir is already the undisputed person in charge of the Shen Family."

Gu Yan gave a soft "Mm," and asked again: "Then have you ever met his mother?"

Chang Su shook his head.

Gu Yan pursed her lips and said nothing more.

Chang Su took his leave: "If Madam has no other business—"

"You are not allowed to call me Madam in front of others!" Gu Yan suddenly came back to her senses and said viciously.

Chang Su's expression did not change: "Understood, Madam."

Gu Yan: "..."

When Chang Su knocked open the study door, Shen Yanhui was standing in front of the window making a phone call.

"... Handle the follow-up cleanly; silence those who need to be silenced, and grease the palms of those who need to be greased. I don't want to hear any more wind of this."

Hanging up the phone, he turned around.

Chang Su placed the document on the table, "The accident report for Lekki Port Oilfield No. 7 has been submitted to the Nigerian National Petroleum Corporation."

Shen Yanhui walked behind the desk to sit down and flipped open the document.

Chang Su continued, "All four foreign engineers have been discharged from the hospital, and the compensation has been paid according to the highest local standards."

"When can production resume?"

Chang Su paused, his tone somewhat helpless: "General Manager Zhao of the Lagos branch says the local government keeps stalling the process on the grounds of safety hazards. Negotiations have gone through three rounds, but there seems to be no progress."

Shen Yanhui frowned, already deeply displeased.

Chang Su bit the bullet and said, "General Manager Zhao hopes you can fly to Lagos yourself."

"Useless."

Shen Yanhui closed the document and tossed it aside.

Chang Su fell silent.

"What about Shen Zongheng?"

"Third Master's accounts do indeed have issues; there are several large sums of money flowing overseas."

"Keep investigating."

"Additionally, he has contacted several old board members, wanting to propose splitting the overseas business at the next board meeting. He has also met with several investment banks privately; he is likely trying to secure external funding."

Shen Yanhui gave a faint "Mm," his fingertips tapping lightly on the table.

Chang Su couldn't quite grasp his attitude.

"Also," he paused, "just now outside, the Madam asked me some things."

Shen Yanhui raised his eyes.

"She asked about your past, and about your mother..." Chang Su reported truthfully.

The study was quiet for a few seconds.

Chang Su saw the corners of his BOSS's mouth slowly curl into an arc.

Although the smile was shallow, it caused the icy coldness around him to slowly dissipate, making him look like a completely different person from the tyrant he was just moments ago.

Chang Su understood immediately: in the future, if the gentleman is angry, just bring up the Madam.

"What else did she say?" Shen Yanhui asked.

"She also said... not to call her Madam in front of others," Chang Su said, weighing his words.

"Listen to her."

"Understood, sir."

Chang Su thought to himself, she must be playing some kind of "hidden marriage with a delicate wife" game again.

He understood.

He would definitely cooperate well.

Shen Yanhui picked up the document on the table again, flipping through it casually, "As for Third Uncle, leak some information to him."

Chang Su looked up.

Shen Yanhui: "Let him think there is an opportunity. I want to see how high he can jump."

Chang Su: "Yes."

"Also, apply for the flight route to Lagos for tomorrow." Shen Yanhui rose from behind the desk, straightened his cufflinks, and left the study directly.

On the terrace outside, Gu Yan was squatting on the ground, tinkering with her newly arrived paints.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up, her eyes curving into crescents, and smiled brightly.

"Shen Yanhui, are you finished with your work?"

"Mm."

Shen Yanhui walked down the steps, took her wrist, and pulled her up.

Gu Yan took the opportunity to hug his waist and shamelessly touched him for a while; the feel was as good as ever.

Shen Yanhui let her be and asked, "Are you free for the next week?"

Gu Yan thought about it; she still needed to finish a few paintings for the exhibition, but there was still a month left, so there was enough time.

"If it's you asking me out, then I'd squeeze out the time even if I didn't have any." She looked up, her tone proud.

Shen Yanhui raised an eyebrow: "I have that much face?"

"Of course." Gu Yan urged him, "You still haven't told me what we're doing?"

"Taking you out to play."