After seven years of being a "simp," she's reborn and no longer pursuing the aloof sc

Chapter 102

"Weren't you buying red wine? What happened?"

Before I could finish speaking, Gu Jinhuai dragged me directly to the best restaurant in Lincheng.

As soon as I entered, the waiter was already waiting at the door.

"Mr. Gu, the private room has been arranged for you. This way, please."

Gu Jinhuai quickly followed, glanced at me who was still stunned, and then reached out and pulled me upstairs to the second floor.

"The food is ready. Please enjoy your meal. If you need anything else, please press the bell."

The waiter finished speaking politely and then turned and left.

I looked around the private room; it was empty, but various kinds of dinner were laid out on the table.

I counted them, and there were nearly twenty dishes.

"What are you..."

I hesitated, wondering why he had brought me along when he was going to invite someone else.

"Today there is no one else, just you and me."

Gu Jinhuai's serious expression gradually relaxed, revealing an approachable demeanor, but it still made me feel uncomfortable.

"What day is it today that makes you spend so much money?"

I smiled and followed him inside. Although I wasn't drunk that night, the temperature in the private room was just right. Before long, my shoulders turned red and my eyes became blurry.

Gu Jinhuai gazed at me intently for a long while before uttering, "From this day forward, you are mine."

I listened to his words and chuckled: "You've certainly put on quite a bit of a ritual, but you're wrong about the last sentence."

"Oh?"

Gu Jinhuai sat opposite me, his eyes meeting mine across the distance, yet always with a smile in them.

“Our previous contract only established a superior-subordinate relationship. I simply promised to study hard and meet all the conditions within a year to work for you.”

I graduated to find a good job. Given the current development of the Gu family, the medical field will only become more advanced in the future, and Gu Zi will definitely have a solution then.

In this lifetime, I don't want to watch my best friend's life slip away and leave me again.

I blinked my sore eyes, sniffed, and downed the glass of red wine in front of me in one gulp.

The man across from me seemed to notice my sudden drop in mood. His eyes darkened for a moment, a hint of heartache appearing in them. He turned a piece of matcha cake in front of me and said, "Eat it."

I glanced at the cake and thought about what he had done before. Oh well, what a person does has nothing to do with the cake.

Sweets really do heal my mood. I took a bite, and it was sweet but not cloying, with a subtle coolness.

A message popped up on my phone. I had set a password, and the time was displayed at the top.

October 23rd, in my past life, was our wedding anniversary. What a coincidence! The chance to be by his side that I longed for but couldn't have in my past life, he now takes the initiative to ask me to have dinner together. Let's make up for the regret of the past life.

Every year on this night, I look forward to it with great anticipation, but every time, he never comes back. Once, he did come back, but he was really drunk. He didn't say a word and treated me roughly. I couldn't sleep all night. Afterwards, he went to the study without any regard for my feelings.

Thinking of all the things he had done to me, I tightened my grip on the spoon, feeling a surge of anger with nowhere to vent it.

"This porridge is delicious."

Gu Jinhuai took the initiative to scoop a spoonful and pushed it in front of me. I pursed my lips, remained silent, and stared intently at the bowl of porridge without drinking it.

Instead, he held the wine glass, poured himself a full glass of wine, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I prefer expensive things to porridge."

My gaze fell on the red wine, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of my lips.

In his eyes, I am just a shallow woman who loves money and power. Isn't that what life is all about?

He must be very angry that I lowered my opinion of him like this, and he probably left in no time.

As I thought this to myself, I downed another glass of red wine, my eyes misting over. I gazed at him quietly, my scrutinizing eyes carrying a nonchalant smile.

Gu Jinhuai frowned, his dark eyes filled with displeasure. I waited quietly for his scolding, but after a long while, he didn't say anything. He just looked at me with a deep gaze, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

Can't bear it?

I thought I was drunk and seeing things. A man like him only has Song Yuan in his heart and eyes. Even if the child she is carrying is not his, he can still take care of Song Yuan wholeheartedly when I am being bullied. How could he possibly feel sorry for me?

With a bitter smile on my face, I continued drinking, unaware that Gu Jinhuai had already stood in front of me and grabbed my wrist.

"you're drunk."

I looked at his indifferent expression, my eyes gradually narrowing. I tilted my head and said with a mocking tone, "What? You can't even afford a few bottles of wine?"

“Zhou Nanzhi, I am of the same generation as you.”

After holding it in for a long time, Gu Jinhuai only managed to utter this one sentence.

I stared at him blankly for a long time, blinked, and said in a muffled voice, "You're clearly very angry, but you insist on suppressing your temper. You clearly want to curse me, but you have to hold back. What are you pretending for? You can just curse whenever you want. It's not like it's the first time."

I flung his hand away and tilted my head back to drink the wine.

She had only taken a sip when the man stopped her.

I glared at him angrily, and the next moment, his face gradually loomed closer to me. He grabbed my chin and stared at me with piercing eyes: "It was a misunderstanding before. I won't scold you anymore."

Meeting his burning gaze, I felt blinded and subconsciously turned my head away, but his assurances were meaningless to me.

Song Yuan is a rule-breaker; no matter what she says, she will forget all her promises when things go wrong.

"and then?"

I stared at him calmly, waiting for him to continue.

"Well……"

The man's face drew closer and closer, and his cool lips pressed down on mine. My pupils constricted, and I instinctively tried to resist, but the man held me tighter, leaving me no choice but to fight back.

I was reminded of an article I read online a while ago: the more a woman resists, the more excited a man becomes, and the stronger his possessiveness and desire to control become.

If you want him to hate you, you need to be even more shameless and proactive, just like when you were a simp.

Thinking of all this, a calculating glint flashed in my eyes. I reached out and hooked my arm around his neck. Suddenly, the man stopped. I met his unfathomable eyes, my heart tightened, and my whole body stiffened as I waited for his reaction.

But what responded to me was a storm of male rage. My mind went blank, and I was filled with doubt.

This is different from what I read online. In my past life, he hated me when I took the initiative. He would even push me away and stare at me with disgusting eyes.

But now, why do I feel like he's even more excited?

I realized something was wrong and was about to stop him, but the man reached out, slipped his hand under my armpits, picked me up, put me on his lap, lowered his head, and deepened the kiss.

"Well……"

My fingers curled up, gripping his clothes tightly. My mind went blank, and I let the man do whatever he wanted until I felt a chill in front of me. I cried out in surprise, snapped back to my senses, and stopped him from doing anything next.

"Gu Jinhuai, stop."

My face was filled with terror, but my voice was soft, husky, and extremely pleasant to hear.

The news reached Gu Jinhuai's ears, further stimulating him and causing him to react even more strongly.

The man's hot fingertips pressed against my rosy lips, the pressure neither too light nor too heavy. His dark eyes were aggressive, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Weren't you quite proactive just now? Are you scared?"

I was spineless and didn't argue back. The feeling from that first time was still vivid in my mind. I knew how ruthless he was and didn't dare to offend him.

As his face drew closer, my heart leaped into my throat. I desperately tried to back away, but the man didn't give me a chance to escape. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "If you're scared, then be good!"