novelraw Chapter 104 Abs
Chapter 104 Abs
"Lin Chen".
Gu Yanshen's tone was laced with suppressed anger.
There was a moment of silence on the other end.
"Alright, alright," he interrupted him, "If you're worried, go pick it up yourself."
The phone hangs up.
Gu Yanshen stared at the blacked-out screen.
Go pick it up yourself?
He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
—It's been three years.
—She has a high alcohol tolerance.
She was no longer the little girl who needed his protection.
He knew all of this.
—Everyone fucking knows.
Gu Yanshen opened his eyes.
I picked up my phone and dialed again.
"Have Xiao Liu take her home immediately."
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Lin Chen's tone was clearly sarcastic.
"This is a work order."
Four words: resolute and decisive.
Lin Chen paused for a second on the other end, then laughed.
"Alright, Mr. Gu."
The phone hangs up.
After receiving Lin Chen's call, Xiao He walked over, bent down, and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, "Ms. Lu, Mr. Lin instructed me to take you home."
Lu Xiran looked up at him, blinked, and seemed not to have reacted yet.
Shen Hanchi, who was standing nearby, heard this and his mind raced.
Mr. Lin?
Lu Xiran had previously mentioned having some personal issues with the client.
Who is the client? It turns out to be Lin Chen, who is Gu Yanshen's confidant.
At this crucial moment, we can't afford to offend the client.
"Go on, go on," Shen Hanchi quickly waved his hand, "Emma, you should go back and rest. We have important business to attend to tomorrow."
Song Kexin was about to say something when Shen Hanchi glared at her, silencing her.
Xiao He helped Lu Xiran stand up.
Her steps were unsteady, and her whole body felt limp, as if she were walking on cotton.
Xiao He called a designated driver and selected the route to "home" from Lu Xiran's navigation.
They went straight into Gu Yanshen's private garage.
Xiao He got out of the car, opened the back door, and said softly:
"Miss Lu, we've arrived."
Lu Xiran opened her eyes and looked around groggily.
Familiar with.
It felt unfamiliar.
Without thinking much, she got out of the car, holding onto the door, and staggered toward the private elevator.
Gu Yanshen sat in his study, a pile of materials spread out in front of him.
I can't concentrate on reading a single word.
He checked his phone three times.
I looked at the clock on the wall five times.
Why aren't I home yet?
He picked up his phone again, intending to call Lin Chen.
What should I say when I call? Should I ask if the person has arrived yet?
This is already the tenth call of the night.
He put down his phone.
He picked it up again.
Then I put it down.
Just when he was struggling with this decision for the umpteenth time—
"drop."
The door lock clicked.
Gu Yanshen was stunned.
He looked up and gazed at the doorway.
The door opened.
Lu Xiran stood at the door.
Squinting, he leaned against the door frame, swaying unsteadily.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were unfocused, like a lost cat that had stumbled into a place it shouldn't have been.
Gu Yanshen almost instinctively got up and strode over.
He reached out and caught her before she fell.
"How could you...?"
Before she could finish speaking, her hand had already climbed onto his arm. She leaned softly against him, her breath, carrying the scent of alcohol, brushing against his neck, making him stiffen slightly.
Lu Xiran raised her eyes.
Her eyes were moist, as if veiled by a thin layer of mist. Under the lamplight, her fair skin was flushed with the rosy hue of intoxication, spreading from her cheeks to her ears. Her lips were more vibrant than during the day, slightly parted, like ripe cherries, tempting to be picked.
Gu Yanshen's Adam's apple bobbed violently.
He looked away.
I dare not look anymore.
The next second, he picked her up horizontally.
Lu Xiran gasped softly and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
Gu Yanshen stopped in his tracks.
Her breath was on his neck, warm and moist, carrying a faint scent of wine, and her unique aroma that he hadn't smelled in three years.
Like a feather gently brushing past.
It spreads silently like a flame.
He wanted to let her go.
But he couldn't bear to part with it.
She was in his arms, so light, so soft, like a feather that might drift away at any moment. He held her tighter, so tight that he could feel her heartbeat, one beat at a time, overlapping with his, through the two layers of clothing.
Then he heard crying.
It's very light.
It was like something that had been suppressed for a long time, finally letting out a little bit.
"What's wrong...?"
Gu Yanshen felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly. He sat down on the sofa with her in his arms, but did not let go.
He couldn't bear to part with her. He held her in his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, as if he were holding a lost treasure that had been found again.
Lu Xiran leaned against his chest, tears streaming silently down her face.
I don't want to dream about you...
The voice was muffled, tinged with a sob, like a dull knife cutting into his heart, again and again.
Gu Yanshen's eyes instantly reddened.
"I'm slowly getting used to life without you..." Her voice was broken, as if it were dug from a very deep place, "I go to work on time every day, leave work on time, and go for walks by the lake on weekends... I thought I was all better..."
She gripped his collar tightly.
"Why... did I have to meet you again...?"
Gu Yanshen closed his eyes.
My heart aches so much I can't breathe.
He held her tightly, his chin resting on the top of her head, his Adam's apple bobbing violently. He wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
What could he say?
He could only hold her like this, feeling her tears soaking his shirt.
"...Don't you want to see me?" he heard himself ask.
His voice was so hoarse it didn't sound like his own.
Lu Xiran suddenly raised her head.
Her eyes were red and still wet with tears, yet she glared at him with a childlike anger.
"In no mood!"
She sat up straight, but swayed slightly due to the alcohol, and he helped her up.
"I don't want to see you at all!"
She said she didn't want to, but her hand was still clutching his collar tightly, as if afraid he would run away.
Then she suddenly leaned closer.
He was so close he could count her eyelashes.
They were so close that their breaths mingled together.
He was so close that he only needed to lower his head to kiss the lips he had longed for for three years.
Gu Yanshen's breath caught in his throat.
Then he felt a hand—
She groped him all over.
"What are you doing……?"
His voice has changed.
The hand moved haphazardly through his shirt, finally stopping at his abs.
"Abs!"
Lu Xiran's hand froze there, her eyes shining, as if she had discovered some treasure.
"It's those abs!"
As she spoke, she actually reached her hand inside—
Warm palms were placed directly on his skin.
Gu Yanshen froze.
That hand groped his abs, with a drunken, unrestrained arrogance.
"I like it so much..." she muttered, her hands never stopping. "Even if I hate him, I have to admit that Gu Yanshen has a really good body."