CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: THAT DRAWLING, CARELESS "MISS GU

Half an hour later, Gu Jiayin returned to Shuiyunjian, full of momentum.

Sister Li hadn’t gone to rest; she was sitting on the couch in the living room, holding Jiajia and wiping her tears. When she saw Gu Jiayin return, she stood up in shock and joy, "Jiayin, you..."

However, Gu Jiayin, who had always been gentle and kind to her, directly ignored her and strode firmly up to the second floor.

Sister Li froze in place.

Gu Jiayin was clearly full of anger, seemingly ready to have a big fight with Sheng Qianchi.

She wasn’t worried that Gu Jiayin was so ignorant and arrogant that she would provoke Sheng Qianchi to punish her, because although Gu Jiayin herself wasn’t aware, as an observer, she had always seen clearly that Gu Jiayin was always proud and at ease in front of Sheng Qianchi.

As for Sheng Qianchi’s indulgence towards Gu Jiayin, she had never seen the limit of it.

She was just puzzled about how Gu Jiayin left so calmly and coolly, yet returned so aggressively?

Gu Jiayin kicked open the bedroom door, bringing with her the coolness of a summer night, and an extremely furious voice crashed in, "Sheng Qianchi, you bastard!"

The space was silent, the room dim, with only a faint moonlight slowly pouring in through the window like water.

On her way back, Gu Jiayin had imagined countless scenarios of tearing Sheng Qianchi apart, but none had anticipated facing such an eerie and silent darkness at first glance.

She rushed into the room, her gaze directly targeting the floor bed area, but the floor bed was gone, yet the man’s clear and clean scent remained undiminished.

Then, she quickly shifted her gaze and found the man’s tall frame lying quietly on one side of the bed, indifferent to her anger.

Ha!

Gu Jiayin sneered; she wouldn’t believe that he was asleep.

Calculating the time to blow up her way down the mountain, who would believe he was asleep?

So, she "pop" turned on the room’s main light, and the room suddenly lit up.

Sheng Qianchi elegantly sat up, his upper body bare, leaning against the headboard, watching the extremely furious woman with a lazy but somewhat hoarse and sensual voice, "Miss Gu, what is this about?"

Each word was a lazy, casual "Miss Gu," no longer the intimate "Jiayin" from before.

Gu Jiayin was momentarily speechless.

What about?

He shamelessly damaged her car and blew up her road, and he still had the nerve to ask what it was about?

Gu Jiayin put her hands on her hips, staring at the increasingly hateful face of the man without blinking, suppressing the impulse to scratch him, she bit her teeth and spoke full of sarcasm, "Sheng Qianchi, is your face thicker than a thousand-year-old city wall?"

Sheng Qianchi tilted his head and gave a roguish smile, "Miss Gu, if I remember correctly, just an hour ago, you and I had nothing to do with each other, who actually is the thick-skinned one for breaking into a man’s room who has no relation to you late at night?"

Gu Jiayin, "..."

So now he’s in the right, is he?

She gave a mocking laugh, "Sheng Qianchi, are you childish? Do you think by messing up my car and blowing up my road, I wouldn’t leave you?"

Sheng Qianchi loved to see her angry yet trying to hold back; he laughed even more wickedly, calling her "Miss Gu" with every word, "Miss Gu, who exactly gave you the confidence that you think I’m so reluctant about you, huh? Did I try to keep you tonight?"

Gu Jiayin was momentarily speechless; he indeed hadn’t tried to keep her, so did she really overestimate her importance?

Sheng Qianchi watched the woman, full of fury but unable to release it, and tilted his head with a soft laugh, "I ruined my own car that I bought, blew up my own road, how does that affect you?"

He gave a mysteriously deep smile, "Or is it, Miss Gu, you’re so shameless, don’t want to be my woman anymore, yet still want to drive my car, walk my road, have I ever given you the impression that I like to be made a fool of?"

Gu Jiayin found herself without the suitable words to retort against him.

The car was indeed bought by him, the road was indeed his too, the mountain all his, he ruined his car, blew up his mountain, it indeed was none of her business.

But doesn’t he feel he’s being petty?

Sheng Qianchi watched the woman who had fallen into silence and laughed with genuine delight, "Or is it, Miss Gu, you’re regretting your decision, thinking of moving back here, that’s why you came back to argue with me?"

Gu Jiayin, "..."

He asked who gave her the confidence to think he was reluctant, then who gave him the confidence to think she regretted it?

"Ha!" Gu Jiayin laughed sarcastically, "Sheng Qianchi, confidence is a good thing, but when it’s too much, it becomes arrogance."

Sheng Qianchi lazily raised an eyebrow, the smile at the corner of his lips faint, every strand of hair exuding a roguish vibe,

"I’m not arrogant, just guessing. After all, Miss Gu, you’re good at playing hard to get, like how you climbed into my bed back then, wearing my clothes to escape after, making me find you."

Gu Jiayin bit her lower lip in anger, this damned man, did he plan to bring that thing up for a lifetime?

"Sheng Qianchi, you bastard!"

This was her second time tonight calling him a bastard.

Sheng Qianchi’s face instantly turned icy, and his voice went cold as well, "Miss Gu, I said I would pamper my woman. When you were my woman, you could be arrogant, but once you’re not, you need to know your limits. I’m not someone with a good temper."

Gu Jiayin found it amusing.

Since she’d returned, she couldn’t count how many times he’d called her "Miss Gu," truly a man whose face changed faster than turning a page of a book.

She was well aware he was a cruel, blood-loving, terrifying man. The outside world said people avoided him, ghosts dodged him, yet she couldn’t muster any fear toward him; it seemed like some special gift bestowed upon her by the heavens.

She laughed more sardonically, "You can blow up your mountain, so why mess up my car, wasn’t that car given to me? Is your character so poor, Young Master Chi, that the things you give to a woman you snatch back after a breakup, treating her so poorly?"

If she had a car, she was confident she could drive across that man-made canyon with her driving skills.

A single diamond bachelor, most afraid of being labeled as someone who mistreats women, was a common flaw among men of the upper class.

But Sheng Qianchi, without any trace of awkwardness, smiled even more wickedly, "Miss Gu, that car was just bought for you to drive freely, there’s been no mention of giving it to you, besides, you didn’t even sleep with me, yet you’re so shamelessly taking my things?"

Gu Jiayin, "..."

Being said like this, she actually felt extraordinarily embarrassed.

Gu Jiayin then realized, every time they argued, if it came to war of words, she was indeed no match for him because she wasn’t as shameless as he was.

She didn’t want to say another word to this man because reasoning with a blatantly unreasonable despicable man was self-torment.