CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49: HE COULDN’T HELP BUT DRAW CLOSER TO HER

As if it were a natural instinct to resist, Gu Jiayin suddenly turned her head to the side, poised to dodge Sheng Qianchi, her expression quickly turning cold. If he tried to force a kiss on her again, she was ready for a fight.

Sheng Qianchi swiftly moved his lips away from her cheek, stopping the kissing motion, but his hand didn’t release her waist, still holding her in place, he coaxed softly, "Alright, alright, I won’t kiss. Don’t be angry, okay?"

His gaze shifted to her phone screen, "What are you looking at?"

Gu Jiayin also knew that being trapped here by him, unless absolutely necessary, she couldn’t completely fall out with him, so as long as he didn’t go overboard, she chose to endure.

However, she didn’t answer him and continued to look down at her materials.

The information she was reading was naturally related to wine tasting.

Sheng Qianchi glanced at it and then laughed, "Do you really like the wine taster profession?"

"This is an exclusive skill passed down from my grandfather and mother, of course I like it."

"If you really like it, then I’ll fund a vineyard for you. You don’t need to participate in any Wine Tasting Competition, nor need to work under Twilight."

Gu Jiayin sneered slightly, raising her delicate eyebrows, "Given the relationship between Young Master Chi and me, it seems I have no reason to accept such a big gift from you."

"Be my woman and you’ll have everything."

"No need, rather than being your woman and receiving your favors, I’d prefer to earn it myself."

Sheng Qianchi’s gaze slowly filled with amusement, looking at her soft, fair earlobe, resisting the urge to kiss her, "Truly a stubborn woman."

Just then, a knocking sound came, followed by a servant’s inquiry from outside the door, "Young Master Chi, the meal is ready."

Sheng Qianchi personally opened the door, received the dining cart, and then placed the dishes on the table one by one, "Come over and eat."

Gu Jiayin was genuinely a bit surprised; in her impression, someone like Sheng Qianchi, how could he have such patience and meticulousness.

She indeed wasn’t full, but she hadn’t planned on having another meal, yet he, after she gave him the cold shoulder, still ordered the kitchen to redo the meal.

Seeing Gu Jiayin not moving, Sheng Qianchi lazily lifted his gaze, "What, waiting for me to carry you over to eat?"

Gu Jiayin finally couldn’t keep up her defiance, pressed her lips together, and said, "I’m not hungry."

Both lunch and dinner were largely skipped by Sheng Qianchi, so he sat down and ate by himself, "I don’t want my woman not eating because of some irrelevant people. Either eat by yourself or I carry you over, your choice."

Gu Jiayin hesitated for a moment but still put down her phone and obediently went over to eat.

She knew that although he seemed to pamper her, in reality, he was always domineering. If she insisted on not eating, he would certainly come over and forcibly carry her to eat. Since the result would be the same, why struggle unnecessarily.

Seeing Gu Jiayin obediently sitting down to eat, Sheng Qianchi finally showed a delighted smile, "Eat well, since you like wine tasting so much, after dinner I’ll take you to the wine cellar."

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After dinner, Sheng Qianchi truly took Gu Jiayin to the wine cellar on the basement level of the villa.

Gu Jiayin originally thought that on this island, Sheng Qianchi didn’t visit often, so the wine cellar could only be a small storage room at best. Once she entered, she was slightly taken aback.

This wine cellar was very large, storing about thousands of bottles of wine, and the decor was very luxurious. The wine racks made entirely of high-grade pear wood were intricately carved.

Every bottle of wine Sheng Qianchi had was naturally priceless.

He smiled as he looked at the woman beside him, pulling her to sit by a light yellow wooden table, "Since you’re so confident in your wine tasting skills, why don’t I test you."

With that, Sheng Qianchi walked toward the wine rack on the left, observed it for a few seconds, and took a bottle of red wine, covering the label, stood by the table, and poured the wine into a decanter.

He took two glasses and poured two glasses of wine.

Handing one to Gu Jiayin, "Blind-taste it, and guess what wine it is?"

Actually, Sheng Qianchi held a somewhat playful attitude towards Gu Jiayin’s wine tasting.

Although seven years ago, he heard she was very good at wine tasting, this profession requires continuous learning and trying; she had left Licheng City for seven years, drifting alone in Suri, and even worked as a Royal Detective for a few years, he didn’t think she still had profound skills.

But Gu Jiayin didn’t care about Sheng Qianchi’s attitude. Since he had so many varieties of wine here, it was indeed a good opportunity for her to learn and taste.

Actually, these seven years, she never stopped learning and tasting; the skill of wine tasting was never lost, not only hasn’t it been lost but has continually improved.

Accepting the wine glass handed by Sheng Qianchi, her expression was calm, graceful yet gentle, and her manner was quite professional.

First, she lifted the glass to the appropriate height, tilting it forward at a 45-degree angle, observing the color of the wine carefully.

Under the wine’s hue, her fair face reflected a delicate beauty.

Her grandfather and mother were both master-level wine tasters who had once taught her the essence of wine tasting. She deeply understood the art of wine tasting.

Wine tasting is a study, like appreciating a painting or evaluating music.

She actually enjoys this process, never treating it as merely a profession.

After observing the color, she elegantly swirled the wine glass lightly, continuing her detailed observation, appearing extremely earnest as if she had forgotten the surroundings and the powerful man.

Sheng Qianchi looked down quietly, suddenly feeling that this woman’s calm and serious demeanor was when she was at her most beautiful.

The wine cellar became extraordinarily quiet, filled with a unique aesthetic ambiance.

After her observation, Gu Jiayin raised the glass to her nose, partly closed her eyes, slowly inhaled, and used her sense of smell to discern.

Finally, she elegantly raised the glass, sipped the red wine, closed her eyes to savor it carefully.

After a long time, she seemed to taste the ultimate delicacy of the world, slightly curved her lips, her smile dreamy, slowly opened her eyes only to meet the man’s deep black gemstone-like eyes.

After she spat out the wine, she slowly spoke of the wine’s year, origin, type, and technique.

Accurately and without error.

She also made an evaluation of the wine’s quality, professional and fair.

Sheng Qianchi was indeed stunned, he didn’t expect that her wine-tasting ability was this refined.

Of course, also amazed, watching her taste wine was like appreciating an ultimate scenery.

A moment later, Sheng Qianchi’s eyes and eyebrows brimmed with a smile, slowly raised his glass, savoring the wine, the rich aroma filling his mouth, his mood greatly lifted.

With fine wine in hand, a beauty by his side, even though there wasn’t love, the lonely chasm deep in his soul felt as if it were gradually being filled.

Afterward, Gu Jiayin wasn’t courteous at all, selecting and tasting one glass after another, her memory excellent, each wine’s feature embedding into her brain’s memory bank.

And Sheng Qianchi, naturally indulging her to the fullest, as long as she was happy, whatever wine he was willing to open, this wine cellar had practically become her exclusive space.

She tasted one, and he drank a glass following her. After a while, he felt a bit drunken.

Watching her seriously taste the wine, certain restless elements in his heart stirred more anxiously.

That night, he had tasted her sweetness, every charm she exhibited under him vividly imprinted in his mind.

At this moment, he wanted her even more, so he couldn’t help but move closer to her...