After a long while, Su Qianqian finally managed to recover, opening her large, watery eyes to gaze at him with an innocent, dazed look.
He was the first man to have taken her body.
"Are you alright?" Gu Chengyu's voice sounded above her head, a few notes huskier than usual, tinged with the laziness of satiation.
Su Qianqian's face flushed hot with embarrassment, and she buried her burning cheeks into his chest, giving a slight nod.
Her nose was filled with the intensely aggressive scent of him, mingled with her own inherent sweetness, making her heartbeat race even faster.
"Still feeling unwell?" He lowered his head, his chin brushing against the soft crown of her hair.
She nodded, then shook her head, her voice muffled against his chest: "The effects of the alcohol seem to have worn off, I'm not feeling sick anymore."
It was just that her body felt as if it had fallen apart, and a distinct, lingering sensation in a certain place reminded her of everything that had just transpired.
Gu Chengyu chuckled softly, amused by her naivety—it had nothing to do with the alcohol.
He hooked a finger under her chin, forcing her to lift that pretty little face.
Under the light, her eyes shimmered with moisture, her lips slightly swollen, glistening and temptingly red, the very picture of soft, enchanting beauty after being thoroughly cherished.
His eyes darkened again, his thumb stroking her jawline. "Your body is so delicate, and I'm still not satisfied..."
Su Qianqian understood his implication, her cheeks growing redder, her eyes darting away. "It's because you're too... formidable, not because I'm too delicate."
"Formidable?" Gu Chengyu raised an eyebrow, deliberately teasing her. "Shall we have another taste, then?"
"No." She was utterly mortified, trying to hide her face again, but he held her small chin firmly, not letting go.
He lowered his head, kissing her lightly trembling eyelashes. "But I still want to."
He adored this fragile, pitiable look of hers, the way she could only nestle against him.
Meanwhile, in the lounge area of the hotel banquet hall, most of the lights had dimmed.
Lin Shu paced back and forth on her ten-centimeter heels.
She had been waiting for nearly two hours.
The carefully selected sapphire blue strapless gown she wore, which she had intended for him to tear off with his own hands, now felt like a joke.
Her phone screen lit up and dimmed, dimmed and lit up, but not a single call was from the person she was waiting for.
Unable to resist, she dialed Gu Chengyu's private number once more, only to be met with the same cold automated message.
"Could Chengyu be held up by something?" her agent, Sister Li, asked cautiously.
"What could possibly be more important than me?" Lin Shu whirled around, her beautiful face still perfectly made up, but her eyes revealing a trace of ferocity.
"He promised he would come tonight to give me an answer! He clearly came here for me!"
How long had she prepared for tonight?
Playing hard to get, making a clean break—she had calculated that his pride, which brooked no challenge, would drive him to seek her out actively.
She had rehearsed countless times how to show just the right amount of vulnerability, how to use her tears to soften his heart.
But on this most crucial night, she was left waiting here like a fool!
"Investigate!"
She snapped at her agent. "Find out if he's in the penthouse suite! See if some shameless little bitch took the chance to crawl into his bed!"
The agent looked troubled. "How would our people dare to investigate Mr. Gu's affairs..."
"Useless!" Lin Shu's chest heaved with rage, her manicured nails nearly digging into her palms.
The mere thought that Gu Chengyu might be holding another woman right now filled her with jealous fury, driving her almost to madness.
That man could only be hers!
While she was descending into madness, the atmosphere in the penthouse presidential suite remained languid and intimate.
"Don't..." Su Qianqian protested once more, her small hands pushing against Gu Chengyu's solid chest.
"Really, no more..."
She felt she might faint.
Gu Chengyu easily captured her slender wrists and pinned them beside the pillow.
He took her small earlobe between his lips. "Baby, have a little pity on me, alright? For the sake of me rescuing you."
Su Qianqian looked at his utterly captivated, immersed expression and didn't refuse again.
This undoubtedly pleased the man.
"So good. Say my name. Chengyu."
"Chengyu..." she called his name in a soft, melting voice.
"Mmm." He responded while wantonly having his way with her, making her sob and gasp.
"You know what?" His forehead pressed against hers, his dark eyes fixed on hers. "You were the one who threw yourself into my arms first."
"You were the one who seduced me."
Su Qianqian was long past being able to form complete sentences, her fingertips leaving faint red marks on his back.
Outside the window, the city's neon lights still glittered brightly, yet they paled in comparison to the spring scene unfolding within the room.
Gu Chengyu had completely forgotten that downstairs, another woman was burning with jealousy and lying awake all night because of his broken promise.
