Chapter 73: Save your energy, you can scream later

Gu Yan rummaged through her bag for her phone and dialed Gu Lin's number.

Just as it connected, before she could even speak, her body felt light.

The next second, the world turned upside down.

Shen Yanhui hoisted her directly onto his shoulder.

"Ah!" Gu Yan exclaimed, hanging off his shoulder, her face instantly turning bright red. "What are you doing! Put me down right now!"

That dog of a man, carrying her again!

She hadn't even said anything about him doing it when she got in the car earlier, so what was he doing now!

Did she have no dignity at all!

Gu Yan didn't indulge him in the slightest; she kicked her legs at him and cursed him.

Shen Yanhui raised his hand and gave her bottom a slap, neither too light nor too heavy: "Save your energy, you can scream later."

Gu Yan: "?"

"You jerk! Put me down!"

On the other end of the line, Gu Lin froze for two seconds, then sounded shocked: "Holy crap, Gu Yan, you don't need to livestream that stuff to me, do you?!"

Gu Yan: "..."

Sometimes she really wanted to pry open Gu Lin's brain to see if it was actually filled with mush.

"What are you thinking! No! We aren't doing anything!" she explained hurriedly, her voice trembling as she was jostled. "Listen, Gu Lin, you are not allowed to tell the family about my marriage, not a single word, you hear me!"

Gu Lin gave a perfunctory "mm-hmm-hmm," his tone full of "I get it, I get it."

Gu Yan said crossly: "Take this seriously! I'll find a time to confess to them, don't you..."

Before she could finish, Shen Yanhui had already stepped onto the last stair.

He set her down from his shoulder and casually snatched the phone from her ear.

"Hanging up," he said to the other end of the line, then tossed it aside.

The phone landed on the carpet, not even making a sound.

"I wasn't finished yet, what if he lets it slip..."

Shen Yanhui gripped her waist and lowered his head to kiss her, easily making the young woman's legs go weak.

"He won't," he said, biting her lip.

Gu Yan panted: "How do you know..."

"I just know."

As he spoke, he kissed down along her jawline, landing on her neck and leaving wet, hot marks.

He was practically hoping that kid Gu Lin would have no filter and spill the beans about his legal status to the Gu Family parents.

But for now, he only wanted to do one other thing.

His worry and anger from the whole night had to have an outlet.

And that outlet was to 【redacted】 her.

He wanted to see the look of confusion and intoxication on her face and hear every one of her irrepressible whimpers.

To him, that was like an aphrodisiac.

Shen Yanhui turned her around and pressed her hands against the wall.

Gu Yan couldn't see him anymore, but her other senses became even sharper.

His warm breath sprayed against the back of her neck, followed by wet, lingering kisses that licked at her skin, bringing waves of shivers.

"Don't lick... it tickles..." her voice trembled.

The man didn't answer, only using his teeth to catch the zipper on her back and pull it down bit by bit.

The sound of the metal teeth separating was exceptionally clear in the quiet hallway.

Gu Yan shrank back nervously: "Shen Yanhui, let's go to the room..."

He didn't listen.

Once the zipper was pulled to her waist, he lowered his head to kiss her smooth back, tracing all the way down her spine.

Gu Yan couldn't help but try to dodge forward, but her chest pressed against the cold wall, making her shiver and subconsciously lean back again.

It was pure torture.

Shen Yanhui laughed lowly, his voice sexily to the point of killing.

"Remember what you said about compensating me?" he asked, pressed against her ear.

Gu Yan's mind was muddled, but she hadn't forgotten: "What you said was clearly a proper compensation..."

Shen Yanhui turned her back around, lowered his head to bite her shoulder strap, and gave it a light tug.

The fabric slid down, revealing half of her soft breast.

He lowered his head and kissed that soft curve.

"It was proper at first," he raised his eyes, "but you weren't well-behaved tonight, so you need to be punished."

Gu Yan: "?"

Had all her coaxing and acting weak just now been for nothing?

"Then you made me angry too," she said, unconvinced. "I need to punish you too."

Shen Yanhui raised an eyebrow and suddenly swept her up into his arms.

"Alright then, bring it on." He carried her toward the bathroom.

Bring it on?

Bring what on!

In the bathroom, Gu Yan was stripped clean and then placed into a bathtub filled with hot water.

Water splashed.

Shen Yanhui followed her in, and the space suddenly felt cramped.

"What are you doing!" Gu Yan had nowhere left to retreat; she pulled her legs in tight, trying to find some sense of security.

"Helping you bathe," Shen Yanhui said with a straight face.

But his hands were not serious at all.

Gu Yan tried to protect this spot, only for that spot to fall; after a flurry of panicked movements, she hadn't protected anything at all.

Ripples stirred in the water.

An hour later, Gu Yan was carried out of the bathroom, her body so limp she couldn't stand.

He had indeed helped her bathe, inside and out, washing every single part of her thoroughly.

Shen Yanhui placed her on the bed, and despite her aching, weak body, she tried to crawl forward the moment she touched the mattress.

But her ankle was gripped again.

With a gentle pull, she was dragged back beneath him.

"Sleep, just sleep..." Gu Yan closed her eyes and played dumb, her voice raspy beyond belief.

Shen Yanhui pressed down and kissed her shoulder.

"I am sleeping," he laughed in a low voice, "sleeping with you."

Gu Yan wanted to protest, but she had no strength left.

This night was exceptionally long.

The bedroom, the bay window, even the cold countertop in the kitchen when they went to get water halfway through...

She felt like she was going to be done to death.

All kinds of positions, all kinds of places.

It wasn't until the sky was turning light that he finally let her go.

Gu Yan was so tired she couldn't even move her fingers; before she drifted into a stupor, she used her last bit of strength to kick him hard.

She thought it was heavy.

In reality, it was very light.

Like a kitten scratching her.

Shen Yanhui lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

That fleeting glimpse in Paris had felt to him like a ray of light shining into a dark life.

But he knew that light would not shine on him forever, and he could not selfishly keep the light for himself.

But now, it was different.

The light had broken into his world again and again, so there was no possibility of him letting go.

——

At noon the next day, Gu Yan was woken up by the sound of a phone ringing.

Frowning, she reached out from under the quilt, fumbled blindly for her phone on the nightstand, and answered without even opening her eyes: "Who is it!"

Because she hadn't slept well, her voice sounded adorably fierce.

There was silence on the other end of the line for two seconds, then Qin Yue's apologetic voice came through: "Yanyan? Did I disturb your sleep?"

Gu Yan jolted awake.

"No, no, Sister Yueyue, I just woke up." She added, feeling a bit embarrassed, "It's just that last night... I didn't sleep well."

It was more than just not sleeping well; she had barely slept at all, being tossed and turned back and forth.

As the absurd scenes flashed back, she couldn't help but curse a few times in her heart before adjusting her tone to ask: "Sister, did Chen Zhiyuan kneel before you to repent?"

On the other end of the phone, Qin Yue paused and said: "He did."

Not only did he kneel, but he also wept bitterly, saying he knew he was wrong, that he would never do it again, begging her to forgive him and give him another chance.

Gu Yan listened, but she didn't feel happy.

Her chest felt blocked, heavy and stifled.

She knew that Qin Yue would only feel worse. After all, the affection between the two of them for so many years, the sweetness of so many years, was not fake.

It was just that the vermilion mole had ultimately turned into a mosquito's bloodstain.

"Sister," she asked softly, "are you planning to forgive him?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

It lasted so long that Gu Yan was about to say something else to change the subject when Qin Yue finally spoke:

"Yanyan, I am planning to divorce."