Xia Yangyang honestly said, "Yipin Building, departmental dinner."
Gu Qichen's voice was cold and clearly showed a hint of annoyance: "Come home, now."
Having said that, he hung up the phone.
Xia Yangyang was stunned for half a minute. She returned to her seat and hurriedly said, "I have something urgent to take care of, I have to leave."
Everyone saw her anxiety, assuming something had happened, and no one attempted to stop her.
Xia Yangyang left the restaurant and hailed a taxi directly back to Imperial View Garden.
This was an independent garden villa built on the hillside.
From the outside, it looked like a palace.
The housekeeper greeted her at the door: "Madam, you're back."
Xia Yangyang asked, "Where is Mr. Gu?"
The housekeeper respectfully responded, "Sir is in the bedroom."
Xia Yangyang quickly went upstairs to the bedroom.
When she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment.
In the end, however, she pushed the door open.
At first glance, there was no one in the room.
However, there was the sound of running water from the bathroom.
Gu Qichen was taking a shower.
Xia Yangyang heaved a sigh of relief, put her bag down, and absent-mindedly sat down on the sofa.
Her gaze, without her realizing, fell on the bathroom area.
Truth be told, everything that happened today felt like a dream to Xia Yangyang.
The story behind her shotgun wedding with the man currently in the bathroom was quite complicated.
But when Xia Yangyang got her marriage certificate, she had no idea that he was the youngest CEO of Shengyuan Group or the oldest grandson of the Gu Family, one of the four great financial powers of Feng City, and the top bachelor in Asia.
Recently, Gu Qichen still topped the list of Diamond Bachelors.
But nobody knew that he was already married.
Xia Yangyang still didn't understand why out of everyone, Gu Qichen chose her. Was it merely because...?
Just as Xia Yangyang was consumed with her swirling thoughts, the frosted glass door in the bathroom was pulled open.
Gu Qichen emerged from the bathroom.
Xia Yangyang's gaze naturally fell on him.
Gu Qichen was bare-chested, with only a white towel wrapped around his lower body.
Every inch of his body was lean muscle. His skin wasn't trendy bronze, but rather white, resembling the texture of a porcelain kiln, giving him an elegant, handsome look. His broad, firm chest and his perfect six-pack denoted an appealing sense of maturity and charm...
Xia Yangyang was left momentarily dumbfounded.
They had been together intimately more than once or twice, yet every time, Xia Yangyang kept her eyes closed, never daring to watch.
Seeing Xia Yangyang's astounded expression, Gu Qichen asked, "Mrs. Gu, are you satisfied with your husband's physique?"
Only then did Xia Yangyang recover from her trance, blushingly turning her gaze away: "I wouldn't know. I've never touched you before."
Having said that, Xia Yangyang only wanted to bite off her own tongue. What was she saying?
Perhaps due to past experiences, Xia Yangyang felt that Gu Qichen was somewhat dangerous now, especially after seeing the smirk on his face.
Gu Qichen ambled over leisurely in Xia Yangyang's direction.
Xia Yangyang could only feel the sense of danger drawing closer and closer.
As expected, Gu Qichen stopped in front of Xia Yangyang: "Go ahead, touch."
They had done the most intimate things, but Xia Yangyang truly hadn't touched him. Every time, she had been dazed under him, letting him manipulate her as he pleased.
The moment Xia Yangyang's finger touched Gu Qichen, a current flowed through it, and she reflexively tried pulling her hand back.
But, what was supposed to happen, happened...
When Xia Yangyang next opened her eyes, it was already 8 in the morning.