Night Fire Lingering

Wen Yan's reaction was somewhat intense, but it was within Gu Yanci's expectations.

He stood there for a moment, then asked, "Shall I come in?"

Wen Yan said coldly, "Gu Yanci, do you think I'm throwing a tantrum? Or do you think I'm someone you can manipulate at will?"

Gu Yanci replied frankly, "I didn't."

He added, "Are you sure you want to talk outside your own door?"

With such a self-righteous attitude, anyone who didn't know better would think the house belonged to him!

Wen Yan stood frozen at the door for a few seconds, feeling extremely stifled when she went inside.

Upon entering, Wen Yan noticed that the flowers in the vase had been replaced with new ones; the bright yellow roses shone both boldly and gently under the light.

She asked Gu Yanci, "The flowers you brought?"

She's been injured in her hand lately and hasn't been able to change the flowers. She was planning to call the housekeeper tomorrow to throw away the wilted ones, but someone beat her to it.

Gu Yanci had just hummed in agreement when his phone suddenly rang, and he answered a call.

The initial "hello" turned into fluent French communication, suggesting it would be a long international phone call.

Wen Yan went to the bedroom on her own and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that her bedroom had not been disturbed.

She went to the kitchen again, opened the refrigerator, and found that the refrigerator, which had been empty except for a few boxes of yogurt, was now full of fresh and fragrant vegetables and fruits.

It has a very real, everyday feel.

Wen Yan returned from her stroll and stood there for a while before Gu Yanci finished his phone call.

"Did you put the food in the refrigerator?"

Wen Yan pointed to the kitchen, her serious expression making it seem as if someone had brought her a bomb rather than food.

"Ah."

"What do you mean?" Wen Yan felt that this question might not be clear. "Gu Yanci, this is my home. What do you want to do with the vegetables and fruits you sent to my home? You should know that I can't cook, and those things are useless to me."

"I will," Gu Yanci replied with just two words.

The man was dignified and noble, with long, slender, jade-like fingers. Wen Yan didn't react for several seconds before asking, "You do it?"

“It’s not good to always eat takeout or eat out,” Gu Yanci said. “Wen Yan, you know how picky you are.”

Wen Yan is indeed picky about food.

She is not only picky about food, but also about how the ingredients are prepared.

Gu Yanci used to say she was spoiled, and he was right. In the three years of their marriage, he had indeed taken good care of her.

“I’ve lived through both good and bad times, and I haven’t starved to death these past few months.” Wen Yan was almost swayed by his topic. “Gu Yanci, my place is too small to accommodate a Buddha like you. Please go back to your Longyu Bay!”

Gu Yanci leaned casually against the wall, a half-smile on his face: "Zhizhi, based on your understanding of me, do you think I'll leave so easily after I've come?"

Before Wen Yan could speak, Gu Yanci said, "You can also call the police and say I trespassed."

Call the police?

She and he are still married, so would calling the police be useful?

If calling the police would be helpful, she wouldn't be wasting her time talking nonsense with him like this!

Gu Yanci's confident and fearless demeanor infuriated Wen Yan, who gritted her teeth in anger.

"up to you!"

Wen Yan turned around angrily and went into the bedroom, not wanting to pay any attention to the scoundrel outside.

Her apartment only has one bedroom; the other rooms are used by others. There are no guest rooms, and Gu Yanci doesn't even have a bed. If he wants to stay at her place, he'll have to sleep on the floor.

……and many more!

That guy seems to have a history of sneaking into her room!

Wen Yan had just sat down on the bed when she immediately stood up.

He took a few steps, then suddenly flung open the door, stuck his head out, and shouted, "Gu Yanci, you're not allowed in my room tonight!"

The man raised an eyebrow, looking as if he had been wronged.

Wen Yan was furious: "Don't think I don't know you sneaked into my room before!"

"what."

Gu Yanci not only did not deny it, but also had a regretful expression that said, "You actually knew," without even trying to hide it.

Wen Yan slammed the door shut.

Wen Yan sat on the bed, taking a few deep breaths in anger. She understood this man even less.

What does he want to do?

Although she played the role of Mrs. Gu well, Wen Yan asked herself honestly, there are women in the wealthy circle who are more capable of playing this role than her, and Gu Yanci has no need to hold on to her.

He once said that he still liked her body for the time being...

Thinking of this, Wen Yan lowered her eyes and went into the bathroom.

Under the pattering rain, the misty air obscured the woman's face from the thin fog on the mirror.

Half an hour later.

Wen Yan dried herself off, put on a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom, and opened the door.

The living room lights were on, but I didn't see anyone.

Wen Yan went outside and saw a bright red spot on the dimly lit balcony.

Gu Yanci is smoking.

Smoke rings were exhaled from the man's thin lips, slowly dissipating from a thick cloud, blurring his handsome face and obscuring the melancholy between his brows and eyes.

Gu Yanci had his back to the room, but he sensed Wen Yan's presence almost the instant she approached.

Gu Yanci turned around and saw the woman standing under the light, with the yellow roses he had bought and casually placed beside her.

She is more beautiful than flowers, a lotus emerging from the water; this perfectly describes Wen Yan at this moment, captivating the eye.

Gu Yanci felt a slight pain in her finger and realized that cigarette ash had fallen on it.

"You took a shower?" Gu Yanci frowned and strode in. "Your hand injury hasn't healed, how could you take a shower?"

He was in such a hurry that he didn't have time to put out his cigarette.

Wen Yan choked a few times from the encroaching smoke: "Cough cough cough cough!"

He kept coughing.

There were no ashtrays provided, so Gu Yanci extinguished his cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, and immediately checked Wen Yan's hands.

The edges of the gauze were a little damp, but thankfully the whole thing remained dry.

"I wiped it off." Wen Yan said, staring straight at him.

Gu Yanci was slightly taken aback, his heart itched, and he felt a little tempted to smoke.

"Can't sleep without taking a shower?" Gu Yanci mocked her, "So delicate and picky."

"No."

Before Wen Yan could finish speaking, her damp fingertips suddenly grabbed Gu Yanci's shirt.

Gu Yanci, mindful of her injured hands, dared not exert any force and bent down following her hand.

Those warm and sweet lips suddenly kissed me!

Gu Yanci's eyes widened slightly, incredulous at Wen Yan's behavior.

But his body acted before his mind, grabbing the woman's waist and lifting Wen Yan's legs up. At the same time, he sat down on the sofa next to her.

Wen Yan was practically straddling his waist and hips, an extremely ambiguous position that Gu Yanci liked.

The man cupped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her passionately, taking the initiative.

Men's hands are probably naturally restless; in an instant, they slipped inside the bathrobe.

In my hand is a delicate, soft material.

Wen Yan let him do as he pleased until the intense kiss left her breathless. When she couldn't control her survival instinct and tried to push him away, the man stopped first.

Wen Yan was breathing heavily, her lips slightly swollen, and her beautiful almond-shaped face was covered with a layer of mist, making her incredibly alluring.

Gu Yanci raised his hand to cover Wen Yan's eyes as she looked at him, blocking her view.

"...Gu Yanci?" Wen Yan asked, puzzled.

Gu Yanci's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was hoarse with desire and a rationality that was in extreme conflict.

"Zhizhi, every time you take the initiative, it's because you want something in return."

Beneath the man's large hand lay her delicate nose and red lips.

Wen Yan said, "This time, I have no requests."

"He asks for nothing, yet schemes for more." Gu Yanci was not fooled.

Wen Yan's dizzy mind from the kiss quickly cleared up.

She pried Gu Yanci's hand away and looked directly into his eyes.

Just minutes before, the two were passionately kissing, but now, as they looked at each other, all that remained was extreme calm and scrutiny.

"Gu Yanci, I remember you said that you were satisfied with my body, that you hadn't had enough fun yet, and that's why you didn't want a divorce."

Several buttons on the man's shirt popped open, and Wen Yan's fingertips touched the man's chest muscles, arousing a slight itch.

"For you men, what you can't get is the white moonlight, what you have but regret is the cinnabar mole, and what you have and have no regrets is the mosquito bite."

Wen Yan now wants to make mosquito blood.

The more Gu Yanci listened, the uglier his expression became.

Wen Yan showed no sign of stopping: "Gu Yanci, if you really want to try again, we can try one more time."

As she spoke, her fingertips rested on her bathrobe, gently loosening the belt that hadn't been properly fastened.

Give it a try; maybe you won't like this body that much.

Men are nothing more than competitive and novelty-seeking.

"Wen Yan!"

Gu Yanci's face turned completely cold as he pressed down on her hand.

Overwhelmed with anger, Wen Yan lost control of her strength, and a piercing pain shot through the wound on her wrist, causing her to gasp in shock.

"hiss--"

Gu Yanci moved his hand away as if he had been electrocuted, wanting to check her injury, but Wen Yan really angered him, so Gu Yanci remained expressionless and didn't move.

"Serves you right!" Gu Yanci said coldly.

Wen Yan was unwilling to give up and shifted her body slightly.

Her straddling body stiffened.

Wen Yan raised her eyebrows, as if she had caught the other person red-handed, and said, "Hmm!"

Gu Yanci gripped her waist with both hands, and with a quick movement, placed her beside him.

The man's movements were too fast and quick; in the blink of an eye, he had changed Wen Yan's position, leaving Wen Yan a little stunned.

"Gu Yanci?"

The doubt in the woman's eyes was so clear, like a crystal-clear spring.

She really doesn't understand!

Gu Yanci gritted his teeth and said coldly with a stern face, "Go back to your own room!"

"You just want to sleep with me, right? I'm giving you a chance, and I'm doing it willingly."

Under the warm light, the woman's words were exceptionally alluring, yet every word carried a poisonous edge!

Gu Yanci laughed angrily: "You think I'll divorce you after I've slept with you enough? You think I won't divorce you just so I can sleep with you? Wen Yan, I'll say it one more time, go back to your room and sleep!"

In the end, Wen Yan was dragged and "thrown" back to the bedroom by him.

The bedroom door slammed shut.

However, this time, it was Gu Yanci who closed the door.

Wen Yan lay on the bed, lost in deep confusion.

In the past, she probably would have thought that Gu Yanci was unwilling to divorce her in order to torment her and wear her down. Because back then, she thought that Gu Yanci resented her because he was "forced" to marry her.

But he said that three years ago, he was the one who took the initiative to marry her.

Whatever his motives, he shouldn't hold a grudge against her.

Why is that?

Wen Yan had a vague, unrealistic guess in her mind, but before she could grasp the idea, it was suppressed by her subconscious.

Because in her view, that was impossible.

Wen Yan spent the entire night in a state of semi-consciousness, with Gu Yanci's face appearing in her mind from time to time.

After a night of torment, Wen Yan got up listlessly.

As soon as I stepped out of the bedroom, I smelled the aroma of fried eggs.

In the restaurant, two beautifully presented fried eggs are placed in a shallow dish on the table.

Gu Yanci walked out of the kitchen, carrying a bowl of plain noodles in each hand.

He glanced at Wen Yan and said very naturally, "Have you washed up? Come and have breakfast."

"You...you did this?" Wen Yan stared in astonishment.

"I conjured it up," Gu Yanci said deliberately.

Wen Yan stood still, turned her head and saw signs that someone had slept on the sofa.

Gu Yanci prepared breakfast so early; he probably slept on the sofa last night.

Young Master Gu is actually willing to sleep on the sofa?

Wen Yan opened her mouth, but held back from mentioning it—if she did, it would seem as if she were concerned about him.

"My hand is not working properly, so I don't want to eat noodles." Wen Yan didn't want to eat the breakfast he made, as it would make their relationship seem very intimate.

Gu Yanci handed her a fork and spoon, saying, "Wen Yan, whether you eat this meal or not won't change our current relationship. Don't be so childish, be good."

Wen Yan: "..."

That's making it seem like she's bothered by not eating!

Wen Yan knew that Gu Yanci was doing it on purpose, but she had to admit that his words were effective.

Wen Yan was used to using a fork when she was studying in the UK. Eating noodles with a fork is actually quite convenient, although it is a bit slower.

Gu Yanci ate quickly, and after he finished, he just stood across from her and watched her.

Wen Yan's ears turned slightly red, and she was a little annoyed. The last time she saw someone eating noodles with a fork was when a child did it.

"How does it taste?" Gu Yanci asked after Wen Yan had taken a few bites.

Wen Yan glanced at him twice, her big eyes wide open, not wanting to pay him any attention.

After a few seconds, remembering that this was someone else's cooking, he reluctantly said, "It's alright. When will Young Master Gu's family go bankrupt? Won't he starve to death?"

Gu Yanci smiled slightly, a silent chuckle playing on his lips.

As if the argument from last night had never happened, neither of them brought it up again.

"How do you know how to cook?" Wen Yan asked curiously.

"I learned it while studying abroad." Gu Yanci put the egg into her bowl.

“Jingzhou is also studying abroad, but he can’t cook.”

A strange light flashed in Gu Yanci's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace.

He lowered his eyes: "He has my parents."

But he didn't.

Gu's parents always stayed by Gu Jingzhou's side, as if Gu Yanci, their son, didn't exist.

Everyone envies Gu Yanci for being valued and favored by Old Master Gu, but what child doesn't yearn for the love of their parents?

Wen Yan blinked and remained silent.

She suddenly felt sorry for Gu Yanci.

That moment of guilt also made her miss the coldness in the man's eyes.

Pitiful?

Longing for parental love?

Gu Yanci stopped hoping for these things when he was ten years old!

He knew from a young age that some things did not belong to him and could not be taken away.

but--

Gu Yanci raised his eyes again.

The only person in front of him is the one he loves and will ultimately hold in his hands!