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Chapter 133

On the way back, I got hungry and kept clutching my stomach. Gu Jinhuai looked at me, a slight smile curving his lips, and asked in a deep voice, "Hungry?"

Being caught off guard by his words, I felt inexplicably annoyed, but I still kept a straight face and said, "No."

But the reality check came quickly. The hunger in my stomach grew stronger and stronger, and I even had to protest in a low voice. I quickly covered my stomach and silently prayed: Baby, just bear with it a little longer.

"Go home first."

Gu Jinhuai was on the phone with one hand and driving with the other.

A few minutes later, when I arrived at my doorstep, I saw a figure waiting there—it was Fu Yiran.

I opened the car door and got out, walking straight towards him with surprise in my eyes: "Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

"No, I just got off work and thought I'd come over to check on you. Are you alright?"

Fu Yiran's eyes were filled with concern. He had been absent-minded at work all day, making several mistakes on a single document, but he didn't tell me about it, which only added to my worries.

"fine."

I shook my head, but my gaze fell on a delivery box that had suddenly appeared at the door.

"This is……?"

I instinctively took a few steps forward, but Gu Jinhuai, who had caught up from behind, grabbed me.

"Be careful, I'm going to check."

Gu Jinhuai grabbed my hand and walked over first. I followed closely behind, staring at his broad and tall back. I was a little dazed, but I quickly suppressed it.

"This box was here when I arrived."

Fu Yiran's gaze also fell on me. When he noticed my gaze, a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes. It felt as if a large hand was tightly gripping his heart, and a stinging pain made it hard for him to breathe.

I noticed Fu Yiran's gaze, a faint smile on his face. He quickly concealed the expression in his eyes and began to comfort himself, thinking that perhaps this was not so bad.

Gu Jinhuai, holding the box, turned around and saw me and Fu Yiran looking at each other. In his eyes, it looked particularly affectionate. Instantly, his face turned ugly. He pulled me close, staring intently at Fu Yiran with a sharp gaze and a warning tone: "This is our business, so don't bother with it. Zhizhi, let's go home."

Gu Jinhuai affectionately ruffled my hair, then pulled me home without giving me a chance to speak, slamming the door shut behind him.

“Zhou Nanzhi, flirting with him right in front of me, do you think I'm dead?”

Gu Jinhuai threw the box on the ground, pinned me against the door, and stared at me with his dark eyes burning with unquenchable rage, as if he wanted to tear me apart and devour me.

His large hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye. His gaze was like a flame, burning my heart and leaving me powerless to resist.

"What's wrong with you?"

I spoke coldly, trying to shake off his grip, but the man didn't budge. He stared at me fiercely, his lips pressed into a straight line, and his once smooth jawline hardened sharply.

"Do you like him?"

After a long pause, Gu Jinhuai uttered these words, his eyes fixed on me, as if afraid of missing a single expression on my face.

"This is my business, it's none of your concern."

I pushed his hand away, bent down to pick up the box on the ground, and strode towards the bedroom, not wanting to say a word to him.

Gu Jinhuai watched me leave, gritted his teeth, and slammed his fist against the wall with a thud.

My response to him was the sound of the door slamming shut. I stared at the box, my brow furrowed, trying not to feel nauseous, so I didn't open it.

My stomach is still protesting. If I were alone, I wouldn't starve even if I skipped a meal, but things are different now.

I took a deep breath, feeling that Gu Jinhuai was crazy. It was almost the fourth month, and I still hadn't finished my studies. What should I do?

I was holding my breath when I heard footsteps outside the door. At first, I didn't pay attention, until the door clicked open. I stood by the bed and ignored them.

"Dinner is ready, come out and eat."

Gu Jinhuai's tone was icy cold, chilling to the bone just by listening to it.

I felt the temperature in the whole room drop significantly, and I instinctively shivered. I said defiantly, "I'm not hungry."

After a while, not hearing any sound behind me, I thought he had left.

Soon, I heard footsteps approaching from behind. When I turned around, my feet were off the ground and I was being lifted up by the man.

"What are you doing? Put me down!"

I slapped his back hard, but the man didn't react. Finally, he got impatient and slapped my tailbone hard. His voice was deep and magnetic, with a warning: "Be good."

Instantly, I felt that the spot where he hit me still had warmth, and a warm current spread throughout my body from that spot.

My cheeks were burning, and my mind went blank. He... he actually hit me, and in that place no less. I froze completely.

Gu Jinhuai seemed oblivious, placing me on a chair and pushing a glass of milk in front of me.

"drink."

The man's tone was icy, but his cold voice left no room for argument.

I glanced at it, pursed my lips, and didn't make a move.

Gu Jinhuai wasn't annoyed; he just stared at me with a calm gaze, as if he could see right through me if I didn't drink.

I couldn't bear the man's overwhelming pressure any longer, so I gripped the cup tightly.

I hate drinking plain milk the most, especially the smell; just smelling it makes me feel nauseous.

He even said he liked me. How ridiculous! If it were Song Yuan, Gu Jinhuai would probably remember her preferences for the rest of his life.

My expression was indifferent as I gripped the cup tightly, a chill running through me. Now, regardless of whether Song Yuan was there or not, there would be no future for Gu Jinhuai and me.

I took a deep breath and tilted my head back to drink a large gulp.

Um……?

It was sweet and sour with a subtle fruity flavor, unlike ordinary yogurt. My eyes widened in surprise.

The man sitting opposite me took in all my expressions; they were lively and quite endearing.

Little guy, I can’t cure you!

"what about the taste?"

Gu Jinhuai asked.

I subconsciously took another sip, licked my lips and the corners of my mouth, and said indifferently, "It's alright."

Seeing this, Gu Jinhuai got up and brought a bowl of porridge to me: "Continue."

I could tell from the man's expressionless face that he was still angry, but what did it have to do with me? I didn't owe him anything, so why was I putting on that sour face?

I calmly finished the porridge. This porridge was different from the ones I had before. The previous ones were all made by the Gu family elders, but this one had a more delicate fragrance, which enhanced the flavor.

"Go back and rest after you've eaten your fill."

After Gu Jinhuai finished speaking, he got up and went back into the house, closing the door behind him. I watched him act all familiar, as if this place was his home, and I felt inexplicably choked up.

I cleared the table. I ate too much for dinner, so I stayed in the living room for a while to digest. By the time I got back, it was already 9:30.

My gaze fell on the table, but I found the box was gone. Remembering that Gu Jinhuai had left halfway through, I frowned and, without thinking, knocked on the door next to me.

For a few seconds, there was no sound from inside the door. Just when I thought he wouldn't open it, the door clicked open.

"Is something wrong?"

The man's expression was icy, his narrow eyes were misty, and he stared straight at me. His hair was wet, and droplets of water trickled down his hair, little by little, down his neck, Adam's apple, and collarbone, before finally falling down his collarbone.

It was only then that I noticed Gu Jinhuai had just been taking a shower. He had a towel tied around his lower body, and his eight-pack abs were unevenly defined with clear lines and textures. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, truly living up to the saying, "He looks slim in clothes, but muscular when he takes them off."

He exuded a strong sense of masculinity. Water droplets disappeared down the bath towel. I glanced at him unintentionally and heard his low laughter. My ears turned red. I looked up first and met his unfathomable eyes.

For a few seconds, my mind went blank, I couldn't think straight. After a while, I finally found my voice, and I unconsciously cleared my throat, saying, "You...you took the box?"

"Ah."

The man responded calmly, shifted his body slightly to the side, and spoke again: "Come in and take a look."

I walked in almost instinctively, and it wasn't until the door closed behind me that I realized I had entered a den of wolves.

I looked at the already opened box and instinctively prepared to take it and leave, but the man grabbed my arm.

"There's nothing interesting to see here. I suggest you don't watch it."

Gu Jinhuai looked serious and didn't seem to be lying.

I hesitated for a moment, my gaze inadvertently sweeping around the bedroom. How come the decoration and structure of this room are the same as mine? They are both blue, the same style, and even the decorations are the same.

Although I was puzzled, I didn't say anything. My gaze fell on the arm he was holding, and I said coldly, "Let go."

Gu Jinhuai didn't say anything, acting like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. I was a little annoyed and struggled a few times, but couldn't break free. Instead, I let the man pull me forward.

Thinking about how nauseous I felt last time, I didn't dare to look. When I got there, I subconsciously turned my head to the side.

"If you're scared, then don't watch it."