Night Fire Lingering

She and Gu Yanci were discovered before they even got out of bed; it's impossible that no one complained.

If it hadn't been discovered, she probably wouldn't have married Gu Yanci.

Wen Yan rested her chin on her hand, as if she was thinking carefully.

The blue neon light shone on the woman's beautiful profile, her long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, giving her a captivatingly fragile look.

"Who knows? Doesn't everyone believe that I orchestrated this whole thing, forcing my way into power?"

Although they have been married for three years and are even on the verge of divorce, Wen Yan still doesn't know why she was "coincidentally" caught in bed with another man by the Wen family elders.

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Second floor, VIP private rooms.

While everyone else was having a blast, Gu Yanci was drinking alone in a corner, and no one else dared to bother him.

After Lou Qi finished his phone call, he went straight to the corner and sat down next to his friend.

Lou Qi said, "There's a woman downstairs who's asking everyone to spend money to celebrate becoming single again."

Gu Yanci wasn't interested and didn't even lift his eyelids.

Upon hearing this, several young men craned their necks and asked, "Who is it? Who is it?"

Lou Qi is handsome and refined, with an air of carefree nonchalance.

He slowly and deliberately revealed the answer: "Luo Beiqing."

"Are Luo Beiqing and He Tingchuan getting a divorce?"

A group of people immediately opened the door to the private room and went out to see what was going on.

As the song ended, the lead singer announced loudly, "Let's congratulate Miss Luo's best friend once again on escaping the grave of marriage! Happy single life!"

and many more.

Luo Beiqing's best friend?

The only person who got along well with Luo Beiqing and even got married was Wen Yan.

Everyone turned to look at the man in the corner of the private room, unsure of what expression to make.

Gu Yanci had already walked over.

A large crowd was surging downstairs.

Gu Yanci spotted Wen Yan in the crowd at a glance.

She wore a halter-neck long dress, and her swan-like neck was exceptionally beautiful. Even from such a distance, one could still feel her superb figure and temperament.

In just a few minutes, seven men and even two women had approached her and started chatting her up.

It's as popular as ever!

"Brother Ci, are you and Wen Yan getting a divorce?" Someone couldn't resist asking.

The narrator couldn't help but wonder in his heart if his younger sister had a chance to marry Gu Yanci and become the second Mrs. Gu.

Gu Yanci always wore a faint smile, the smile never reaching his eyes, a smile he used to appease people in social situations.

But at that moment, even that extremely faint smile vanished.

He lit a cigarette and slightly raised his eyelids: "Who told you that?"

His gaze was casual, yet inexplicably oppressive.

The group of people looked at each other, hesitant to speak.

Isn't this Luo Beiqing celebrating for Wen Yan...?

If it's not you and Wen Yan... then it could be someone else and Wen Yan.

Gu Yanci lowered his eyes and sent a text message. Then, he leaned on the railing with one hand, calmly looking down at the building, as if waiting for something.

After a while.

The woman in the booth downstairs stood up, looked up at the second floor, and soon saw Gu Yanci standing among a dozen young men!

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Before the group could figure out Gu Yanci's thoughts, they heard footsteps.

Wen Yan strode over, wearing white high heels, her skirt swaying with her steps, a pleasing sight to behold—if one ignored her cold expression at that moment.

Even when she's cold, that face is still incredibly beautiful!

Several young men were almost mesmerized by the sight, but remembering that Gu Yanci was present, they quickly looked away.

Ignoring everyone else, Wen Yan stood in front of Gu Yanci, staring intently at him as if trying to bore a hole through him.

She took out her phone and shoved the text message Gu Yanci had just sent in front of his face, her knuckles turning white from the force.

The text message read: "Has Wen Junming found a lawyer?"

Seemingly caring.

A real threat!

After drinking, her emotions were amplified. Wen Yan grabbed Gu Yanci's tie and asked him what was on her mind:

"Gu Yanci, are you sick?"

The lyrics of "Double Ninth Festival" drifted up from the first-floor courtyard:

I will still climb the mountain to sweep your grave for you. I will still wear a white robe for you as always.

Gu Yanci clicked his tongue: "Mrs. Gu, if you didn't know better, you'd think I was dead."

These lyrics just give off a vibe of someone whose ex has died!

"What are you saying? I don't understand." Wen Yan raised her chin slightly, acting shamelessly with complete righteousness.

He then grabbed Gu Yanci's wrist and pulled him directly into an empty private room next door: "Come here and talk!"

She didn't want to discuss her private matters in front of others.

Gu Yanci glanced at the little hand holding his, then stood still.

The touch on my wrist is delicate and warm, making me want to think more.

Wen Yan couldn't pull him away, so she glared at him and said, "Come here!"

"Mrs. Gu, our current relationship is too strained and inappropriate," Gu Yanci reminded her about the divorce.

He was very relaxed, looking down at the woman in front of him with a half-smile on his lips, exuding elegance and languor.

The young men had the illusion that Brother Ci was in a better mood now.

"We are legally married, what's wrong with that?" Wen Yan said with a forced smile, even using the word "you" in a sarcastic tone.

Gu Yanci didn't respond and was about to smoke.

Wen Yan grabbed his chest and suddenly leaned in!

The woman's red lips stopped just inches away from the man's thin lips. Gu Yanci's hand holding the cigarette paused halfway, the scarlet cigarette tip flickering in the air like a beating heart.

Wen Yan's eyes were alluring, her breath sweet as orchids: "Gu Yanci, even if I kissed you right now in front of them, even if I forced a kiss on you! It wouldn't be inappropriate!"

Forced kiss?

Gu Yanci raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly intrigued.

He leaned closer and smelled the scent of alcohol on Wen Yan—brandy and tequila.

"Drinking?"

Gu Yanci didn't know how much Wen Yan had drunk, but she was clearly already tipsy, otherwise she would never have said such things in public—the young girl was sometimes very rigid when it came to etiquette.

He lowered his gaze. The woman's sweet almond-shaped eyes shimmered, her cheekbones were slightly flushed, her lips were small and red, her collarbones were distinct, and her skin was like jade. Every part of her was alluring.

Gu Yanci suddenly stubbed out his cigarette, grabbed the woman's slender waist, forcefully pulled her into his arms, and led her to an empty private room next door without saying a word.

Wen Yan was shorter and had longer legs than him, so she was almost dragged along.

"Gu Yanci! Gu Yanci, let go..."

"boom!"

The woman's soft voice was completely cut off the moment the door closed.