After half a month of abstinence, when Gu Yan finally let go, Su Ye nearly lost half her life.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she lay on the bed, her whole body as if fished out of water.
Her eyes were red, not almost, and her fingertips tightly clutched the bedsheet.
Gu Yan bent down and bit her delicate and fair earlobe, his voice cold and husky.
"This is all you amount to."
His eyes darkened, and his movements below were relentless.
Unable to help herself, Su Ye gasped lightly. She turned her head and kissed his lips.
"This little I amount to seems to be quite enough for Young Master Gu to enjoy."
Her eyes and eyebrows were lustrous, like ripples on water.
Her voice was both soft and coquettish, completely soul-snatching.
All of Gu Yan's self-control broke on her, his eyes narrowed, his movements brutally rough.
Unable to take it anymore, Su Ye cursed but was quickly swept into waves of sensation.
...
It was with difficulty that she endured until the end. Su Ye was left completely numb and sore, her body wet and appearing languid.
Gu Yan put out his cigarette, leaned over carelessly bit her lip, then quickly let go.
His gaze shifted, his Adam's apple sliding up and down:
"Never noticed before, how wanton you could be?"
His voice husky, Su Ye felt off again, a tingling sensation rising from her spine.
Misfortune!
She couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Gu Yan, filled with excitement, pulled her into his embrace, wickedly feeding her the cigarette from his mouth.
Su Ye choked and couldn't help but glare at him.
The phone's ringtone sounded.
The dappled light illuminated the string of numbers. Su Ye remembered the owner of the phone call in an instant.
Her half-sister from a different mother, Su Qingwan.
"Ah Yan, the doctor says I can be discharged today, do you want to come pick me up?"
Su Qingwan's voice was gentle and melodiously sweet, perfectly fitting the image of the Su family's frail young lady.
The speakerphone was on. Suddenly, Gu Yan pulled over Su Ye and deliberately kissed her lips, trailing kisses downward, leaving wet marks.
While restraining her secret gasps, she heard Gu Yan's voice, cool and indifferent: "...go."
His voice carried an inexplicable restraint, obscure and husky.
Su Qingwan, as if sensing something, pinched her phone, and probed, "Ah Yan, what are you doing?"
"Going up..." Noticing Su Ye's nervousness, Gu Yan immediately changed the subject: "...the stairs."
Su Qingwan, inexplicably relieved, bit her lip, her tone sweet: "...then I'll wait for you."
"Mmm."
Gu Yan squeezed out a low and husky voice from his throat, his long eyes narrowing as he ruthlessly controlled the woman beneath him.
Su Ye felt dizzy, a slight lack of oxygen. After a while, Gu Yan finally released her.
"That comfortable?"
He leaned back and smoked a post-coital cigarette, lazily raising an eyebrow.
"Just run-of-the-mill." Su Ye lay collapsed on the bed, blinking her foxy, seductive eyes, "Mainly because sleeping with Su Qingwan's man, is thrilling."
When Su Qingwan was unhappy, she was happy.
"Don't like her?"
Gu Yan flicked away the ash, feigning ignorance.
The eldest Miss Su and the second Miss have been at odds for a long time.
But one was the woman Gu Yan pampered to his heart's content.
The other was the illegitimate daughter, infamous throughout Nanning.
"Who doesn't know Su Qingwan is your darling, how could I be so blind."
Su Ye laughed merrily.
Gu Yan, somewhat interested, pinched her face: "If she is my darling, then what are you?"
Su Ye stared at him, her eyes narrow and sly as she blinked, and from her red lips she uttered two words:
"Fuck buddy."
The sourness in her heart flashed by.
For many years, the place where she and Gu Yan had the most entanglement was in bed.
Unrelated to love, only about the body.
Not even qualified as lovers.
"Then you haven't even qualified yet." Gu Yan turned his head, his look teasing as he spoke with profound purpose: "Need more practice."
He picked up the clothes from the floor, and in an instant, restored his neat and tidy appearance.
Su Ye rolled her eyes again.
Gu Yan was going to pick up Su Qingwan and walked out of the room.
After he left, Su Ye turned over.
A small gift box suddenly rolled off the bed.
Su Ye paused, she opened the gift box, and a sparkling engagement ring caught her eye.
SQW
Gu Yan... a proposal?
Su Ye smiled.
Su Qingwan's fate was unusually good indeed.
She quickly took out her phone and sent a message to Gu Yan, "Your ring, it's been left here."
Gu Yan replied quickly.
"Like it? It's yours now."
Su Ye was not so naive, she caressed the priceless diamond ring and swiftly stashed it in a drawer.
"Gu Yan, let's break it off."
"I won't come over anymore."
After shutting off her phone, a chill streamed under her eyes.
After her mother's death, Auntie Gu, who had been close to her mother, had instructed Gu Yan to take good care of Su Ye.
Gu Yan indeed took care of her.
But he took care all the way to the bed.
Five years had passed, and Su Qingwan was finally about to get engaged to Gu Yan.
She and he were like bedfellows with different dreams.
Su Ye deleted Gu Yan's WeChat and conveniently blacklisted his phone.
When she got home, Su Qingwan had not yet returned.
Soon, she was called into the study.
Su He didn't even lift his head, casually asking her, "How are things with President Qin?"
Su Ye was fooling around with Gu Yan, completely ignoring that "fiancé" President Qin in the corner.
She pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "All good."
Su He handed her an invitation and said unhurriedly, "In a few days, President Qin will make an appearance at the dinner, you will accompany me."
His tone was undeniable, tinged with a faint sense of bestowing a favor.
Su Ye couldn't help but think, sometimes Su He really was like a madam of a brothel.
Desperately giving her this chance to showcase herself as their top courtesan.
"The Su Family's project needs funding, and Qin's is pivotal in this investment," he squinted, reminding her, "Yeye, your mother's Cloud Commerce needs you to be engaged before you can take it over, and Yan Ming's surgery isn't a small sum either. I'm doing this for your own good."
Her heart ached, she raised her eyes, but gave a radiant smile, "Understood, Dad."
Su He nodded in satisfaction.
Turning around, Su Ye's smile was brilliant, but her eyes were devoid of any warmth.
Only stark hatred remained, cold to the bone.
Fourteen years ago.
Her mother died in a fire, Su He swiftly turned everything her mother had fought for into Su Family assets and remarried.
And she, renamed and disguised, was sent by the Su Family to the countryside, until eight years ago when she was taken back, becoming the so-called illegitimate daughter.
She also became a pawn in Su He's hands for social climbing through marriage.
Over the years, Su He couldn't wait for her to become a prized commodity of the Su Family, and once she grew up, they could make a hefty profit off of her.
Now, Su He, clutching Yan Ming's hospital fees and the Cloud Commerce project, was pressing her unrelentingly.
In this world, in terms of craftiness and cruelty, not even a dog could compare to Su He.
Su Ye took the invitation, turned around, and tossed it into the trash can.
Back in her room, as soon as she turned on her phone,
a WeChat message from Lin Tang popped up.
"The man you wanted."
"Shen Qifeng, a surgeon at Second Hospital, the designated heir of the Shen Family."
"See, he's perfect for you."
Ever since Su He proposed to marry her to that scheming and lascivious, ruthless President Qin, Su Ye had Lin Tang help her look for suitable men.
The primary criterion was someone with more authority than Qin's.
What Su He wanted was merely to climb the social ladder; what difference was there between Qin's, Ji Family, or Li Family?
Su Ye clicked on the man's photo and was momentarily dazzled.
The man in the photo was refined and handsome, with an elegant demeanor.
His eyes were remarkably clear.
"Are you sure he likes women?"
Su Ye added meaningfully, "Not to nitpick. It's just, he has a face devoid of any worldly desires."
Too clean-cut and aloof in temperament,
by far stronger than that dog of a man, Gu Yan.
Lin Tang: "..."
She quickly replied again, "Out of everyone I found, he's the best match for you, wealthy and powerful, not ugly or dumb."
"Su Ye, just be damn grateful, he's a million times better than the man that tortoise bastard Su He found for you."
"Anyway, since you're angling for a man, it's always better to aim for a top-tier one rather than some psycho."
Su Ye's heart was moved for a moment.
She needed to investigate her mother and grandfather's affairs, and marriage, for her, was inevitable.
Her mother had left her an inheritance for after her marriage, and Cloud Commerce was the project her mother left for her. Once married, she could take over Cloud Commerce.
With that inheritance, Yan Ming could also be treated.
Instead of letting Su He arrange her marriage, she might as well hook herself a decent man.
Shen Qifeng, her gaze swept over the man's cool and scholarly face.
As she hesitated, Lin Tang quickly sent another message.
"Also, I heard that Doctor Shen can perform a corrective surgery for your finger injury."
Su Ye paused, subconsciously looking at her own index finger, its slightly curved bone appeared a bit savage.
That was from eight years ago when Su Qingwan stepped on her finger joint and cruelly broke it.