He's rushing back to see me when I didn't even seek him out.
It seems like Lu Tianyang must have put pressure on him.
Seeing Gu Nanyan hesitate, Sister Jiang happily said, "I just went upstairs to change the bedding, and I saw the young master bringing clothes to the bathroom. He's probably not leaving tonight."
When the husband returns home just once, the housemaids rejoice for her, as if an out-of-favor concubine has finally won a glance from the emperor. Gu Nanyan mocked herself inwardly.
After changing her shoes, Gu Nanyan smiled and said, "Alright, I'll go up and have a look."
She pushed the bedroom door open to enter, and Lu Beicheng was just coming out of the bathroom. Gu Nanyan burst into laughter, "Back already? Wait for me, I'm going to take a shower first."
Lu Beicheng said with disdain, "Gu Nanyan, can you think of something else?"
Gu Nanyan said with amusement, "Isn't it normal for me to take a shower when I get home?"
"Besides, if you didn't have that thought when you saw me, you'd be crying."
Lu Beicheng...
More than forty minutes later, when Gu Nanyan came out after her shower, Lu Beicheng was lying in bed reading a book, with his gold-rimmed glasses back on.
Gu Nanyan approached him with a refreshed and buoyant air, gripping her pants and lifting her right foot to straddle Lu Beicheng's thigh.
As his refined and scholarly face looked up, Gu Nanyan, as if ignoring the expression in his eyes, hooked her finger and untied the belt of his robe.
With a book in his right hand, Lu Beicheng looked at Gu Nanyan and commanded emotionlessly, "Get off."
Gu Nanyan ceased her undressing and asked him, "Lu Beicheng, could it be that you're not capable? If you really aren't, I'll accompany you to the hospital to check it out."
Lu Beicheng shot her a cold look, and Gu Nanyan prudently said, "Don't want to talk about this, huh? Fine fine fine, let's talk about something more serious then."
Lu Beicheng put down the book in his hand and started paradoxically with rare gentleness, "Have you come to a decision, planning to get a divorce?"
...Gu Nanyan said, "Can't you think of something better?"
With that, she shifted her hips forward.
Lu Beicheng looked downward, and Gu Nanyan, with her hands around his neck, said, "What about being the legal representative for Lu's Corporation, could we not..."
Before Gu Nanyan could finish, Lu Beicheng interrupted her, "Don't even think about it."
"Don't be like that!" Gu Nanyan said, "What's the difference between representing other law firms and representing Chaoyang? There must be some conditions we can negotiate!"
Lu Beicheng eyed Gu Nanyan, his lips curling into a smirk, "Negotiate how? An unwritten rule? Gu Nanyan, even if you offered money I wouldn't take the bait, let alone if I had to pay."
Gu Nanyan was beautiful, stunningly so, bound to hook you day and night once you'd seen her.
But he saw through her little scheme the moment she pushed the door to enter.
Lu Beicheng's unsympathetic demeanor did not faze Gu Nanyan, who with hands on his shoulders played with his earlobes, "How about I pay the agency fee, and you give me a child in return?"
Lu Beicheng looked up, "Let your son inherit my fortune? You wish."
Married for two years now, Gu Nanyan only talked about having children every time she saw him, which made Lu Beicheng feel like nothing more than a breeding tool to her.
Gu Nanyan immediately laughed, "How do you know it'll be a son? What if it's a daughter? How about I write you a promise that my son won't inherit your fortune?"
With that, Lu Beicheng was even less inclined.
He said sternly, "Get off."
Gu Nanyan's hands rested on Lu Beicheng's shoulders. His gaze was icy, his features extraordinarily handsome.
His meticulous seriousness made one want to kiss him, to conquer him.
So, far from getting off, she cupped his face in her hands, leaned forward, and kissed his lips.
Lu Beicheng held her waist, intending to push her away, but when Gu Nanyan's soft tongue slipped in, a tension gripped Lu Beicheng's heart, and he subconsciously tightened his hold on her waist.
After all, he couldn't bring himself to push her away.
The scent lingered between their lips and teeth, the atmosphere in the room turning quite ambiguous.
Her nightgown slipped from her shoulders, the pale skin and the swell of her chest like a painting, and they pressed closer still.
Work, scandals, nothing else mattered.
As Lu Beicheng's right hand moved up along Gu Nanyan's back, the phone he had put aside suddenly rang.
The vibration of the call pulled Lu Beicheng back to reality. He let go of Gu Nanyan and turned to pick up the phone.
On the other end, after hearing Xia Cheng's voice, Lu Beicheng said, "You go pick them up first, I'm on my way."
Lu Beicheng hung up the phone and was about to leave when Gu Nanyan reached out and grabbed his arm, "Lu Beicheng, it's pretty despicable of you to do this!"
Who leaves in the middle of something like that? That's seriously lacking decency.
Lu Beicheng removed Gu Nanyan's hand, saying, "Indulging your antics, and you took it seriously."
If not for Xia Cheng's timely call, he really might have lost control tonight.
If Gu Nanyan had her way, it wouldn't just be falling into a pit, but into a deep well.
Once Lu Beicheng left, Gu Nanyan was fuming, and she immediately called Zhou Bei to meet at a bar.
Hearing Gu Nanyan complain about the one that got away, Zhou Bei skeptically asked, "Even after all that, Lu Beicheng didn't react. Could it be that he really can't perform?"
Gu Nanyan replied, "Nine out of ten, he's just trying to spite me."
Zhou Bei said, "All you're doing is giving him a good time, and if things end in divorce later, you don't want him to be responsible for the kid—what's he thinking?"
"If I had a wife like you, I wouldn't let you out of bed all day."
Zhou Bei's rascally comment was as if she truly were a man.
And yet, her roguish ways caught the eyes of quite a few girls staring at her.
As they chatted about their intimate affairs, Zhou Bei was scrolling through her phone when her expression suddenly darkened. She handed the phone to Gu Nanyan, saying, "Nanyan, your Old Lu really has gone too far."
Accepting the phone from Zhou Xiaobei, Gu Nanyan's face darkened instantly too.
To everyone else, it's bike sharing, power bank sharing, but to her, it's husband sharing.
It was one thing to be out and about, but to give her attitude while with her—wasn't Lu Beicheng disrespecting her too much, not giving her enough face?
With a definitive clunk, she flipped her glass upside down on the table and stood up to leave, but was suddenly blocked by a group of girls, "Yo! Isn't this Gu Nanyan, Miss Gu?"
"Looking so gloomy late at night, are you drowning your sorrows in alcohol?"