CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: SHE TRIES TO ERASE THAT MEMORY, WHILE HE SAVORS IT AGAIN AND AGAIN

Sheng Qianchi turned the photo towards the crowd, surveying the area, "Do you see? I’ve remembered everyone here today. Anyone who dares to spread rumors and stir trouble in the future, I will trace back three generations of your family."

The crowd fell silent, any slight movement could trigger a shiver.

Sheng Qianchi slowly moved his gaze, crushing his view over the crowd inch by inch. This was the ultimate effect he wanted.

He proudly withdrew his gaze, gently taking Gu Jiayin’s hand, softly saying, "Let’s go back."

In such a setting, within the atmosphere Sheng Qianchi created that she was his woman, she could do nothing but obediently follow him.

At the boarding stairs, Gu Jiayin stopped, looking at Lu Xiya, who was also watching her with concern.

Both women understood that, regardless of the truth, sometimes they had to yield to authority. This was the social reality they had come to understand over the years.

"I will arrange for someone to take her back."

Saying this, Sheng Qianchi led Gu Jiayin up the stairs and into the cabin.

As the blue and white plane roared into the sky, the crowd looked up, watching until the plane disappeared, then quietly dispersed.

The previous intense excitement seemed like a joke.

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Gu Jiayin sat quietly on the sofa in the cabin, automatically avoiding Sheng Qianchi’s burning gaze. She knew, nothing comes free, and having saved her today, he would definitely seek repayment.

However, she wouldn’t let him succeed.

She still had no intention to be his woman.

Sheng Qianchi leisurely observed the quiet and alluring woman, his expression perpetually enigmatic, leaning lazily against the sofa back, silently emitting a distinctly masculine aura.

His shirt’s buttons were undone, revealing exquisite collarbones, indescribably sexy.

He gazed at her, his eyes intensely entangled.

He couldn’t help but recall that night, her tender and supple figure, even though he hadn’t seen anything, the feeling of being surrounded by warmth and allure was the most unforgettable experience of his life.

She constantly wanted to erase the memory of that night, but he repeatedly relished every detail.

Gu Jiayin, a common and simple name, yet these three words fluttered like a gentle feather, incessantly stirring his heart.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, representing his current emotion, the most primal desire of a man towards a woman.

He longed for intimate whispers, specifically longing for such intimacy with her.

He thought so, and thus acted.

Suddenly leaning forward, he encircled the slender and graceful woman between himself and the sofa, bowing his head to kiss her.

His movements were too swift, capturing accurately. He directly kissed her lips, and she barely managed to brace her hands against his broad chest.

She rejected it.

But he was domineering.

Having kissed her, he wouldn’t let her push away. Even if she clawed his chest until it bled, he still domineeringly pressed her into the sofa, wantonly kissing her lips, cheeks, and neck.

She kept struggling, kept refusing.

Finally, she managed to push him away, or perhaps he voluntarily stopped kissing her.

She was very angry, hands against his chest, gritting her teeth, "Sheng Qianchi, you said you wouldn’t force me."

Sheng Qianchi just stopped forcibly kissing, his lips still remained on her skin, gently rubbing against her ear, his voice hoarse, "You’re too beautiful, I can’t control it."

The earlobe is the most sensitive part of a woman, especially for Gu Jiayin. This kind of warmth and touch made her body tremble even finer, making her feel resistant and annoyed, pushing him away with greater force.

However, the man’s weight and strength were unmovable by her, not only did she fail to push him away, but instead, incited him to conquer her again. Yet this time, he wasn’t as rough, instead he gently kissed her earlobe.

"Jiayin, be my woman."

The man’s low voice, like an enticement, or a command, slowly flowed under passionate and detailed kisses, low and hoarse, like a demon’s curse, bringing lethal allure, permeating every inch of air.

Gu Jiayin was tortured by this warmth to the edge of burning collapse, in his blistering breath and lips, she almost fell into the illusion of the next moment being irretrievable.

However, she was no longer the former Gu Jiayin, she had strong willpower, right at the moment when the man almost drowned her in his charm, kisses, and intense hormonal aura, she finally used greater strength to push him away.

She hurriedly stood up, stepped back two steps, tightly pressed her lips, looking at the man in front of her, resolutely refusing, "I will not agree with you."

Sheng Qianchi also struggled to control himself, taking two deep breaths, with one hand resting on the armrest, lazily leaning into the sofa, sitting elegantly and nobly, but didn’t speak for a long time.

Because he was restraining himself.

To shift attention, he reached for a cigarette on the coffee table, elegantly lit it, taking a deep drag, until his handsome face was obscured in a thin white smoke, feeling slightly calm.

Always wild and domineering, yet at this moment, because of this woman, he repeatedly restrained his desire.

As the smoke dissipated, the handsome face beneath gradually became clear.

He steadily looked at the woman before him, his gaze deep as the sea, unfathomable. He couldn’t comprehend this woman, nor did he intend for her to discern him.

"Still thinking of Pei Nianchen?"

He didn’t understand, clearly she had a pride and integrity unattainable by ordinary people, why choose Pei Nianchen?

She obviously knew, that Pei Nianchen wasn’t the same as before, he already had a child with another woman, and someone she disliked too.

Was it merely to exact revenge on the Qin Family?

Sheng Qianchi sighed slightly, drowning the cigarette stub in the ashtray.

Then elegantly got up, walked slowly to Gu Jiayin’s front, gazing at her with lowered eyes, "Jiayin, you’re no longer the most important part of Pei Nianchen’s life. He serves in the military, obeying orders is his paramount duty."

Gu Jiayin said nothing.

She knew, in fact, Pei Nianchen was no longer the most important part of her life either. He regarded obeying orders as his calling, while she considered finding the Blood Tears Jade as her mission.

Choosing to be together, maybe it was just extending that obsession from youth. Perhaps one day, when the obsession dissolves, it would be nothing.