Pei Nianchen is the eldest son of the most prestigious military family in Licheng City. He and she, once the top socialite in Licheng, grew up as childhood sweethearts, once promising to marry each other when they grew up.
Her Brother Nianchen was the most beautiful memory of her teenage years, but in the seventh year after her "death," he is actually going to marry her enemy.
Ha! A faint, seemingly mocking sigh spilled from her scarlet lips.
Oaths of eternal love were nothing but fleeting moments of youth.
Time tarnished promises, buried the years, scattered feelings. While the new bride laughs, can the pain of the old love be remembered?
But the pain was well-concealed, and Gu Jiayin smiled brightly again. In the face of the enemy, she had to smile brilliantly to stand strong, "Thank you, Young Master Chi, for the reminder. I will, of course, attend my first love's wedding on time."
She came back just to make it to this wedding.
"Why go?"
Sheng Qianchi was almost gritting his teeth as he asked. Her behavior just now clearly showed she hadn't let go of Pei Nianchen. She was already his woman and still dared to think of another man, damn it!
Gu Jiayin ignored the anger on the man's face and lazily released a light sarcasm, "He's my Brother Nianchen. He once vowed to love no one but me, how could I bear to give him to my enemy?"
Indeed, how could she let the enemy have their way? She had already seen the news before; the media praised this marriage as a perfect match made in heaven.
Yes, a perfect match indeed, but with Gu Jiayin back, it might not be a match made in heaven anymore.
She certainly wouldn't let Qin Xueyao have her way!
Everyone knew that Qin Xueyao had always coveted Pei Nianchen. When she and Pei Nianchen were together, Qin Xueyao used all sorts of methods to seduce and sabotage them.
When she was sixteen, the Qin Family meticulously planned that shipwreck, leaving her lonely and adrift. Her mother was scarred for life, and her brother parted forever from this world. Wouldn't it be too easy on her enemy if she let her first love go to Qin Xueyao?
So, love him or not, she had to win Pei Nianchen back.
"Gu Jiayin!" Sheng Qianchi gritted his teeth, suddenly reaching out to pinch the woman's chin again, wishing he could crush her bones, "How much do you like Pei Nianchen, huh? Do you know that he has already slept with Qin Xueyao."
Gu Jiayin endured the pain radiating from her jawbone, furrowing her brows slightly.
Though compared to him, she was like a little egg destined to shatter on a rock, she still wouldn't give in, "So what? He slept with Qin Xueyao, but I've also slept with other men, so we're still a match."
Now Gu Jiayin was no longer the elegant socialite of the past. She even somewhat ruthlessly slapped away Sheng Qianchi's hand, "Sheng Qianchi, how much I like Pei Nianchen is my business. What does it have to do with you? You think a billion can hold me? Stop daydreaming!"
She suddenly bent down, grabbed a glass from the coffee table, and slammed it onto the floor.
His action of pinching her chin seemed to have deeply enraged her.
With the piercing sound of shattering, she raised her eyebrows arrogantly, each word she uttered was harsh and cold, "I offer you two choices: either throw me into the sea now or stop entangling with me!"
Looking at the shattered glass on the ground, Sheng Qianchi was momentarily stunned.
The woman before him was far beyond his expectations. The gentle and soft image he remembered, her sweet smile, the title of top socialite, was definitely not an idle boast.
Seeing her again after seven years, though she was full of thorns, did not surprise him greatly.
But at this moment, she made him see her differently. The fierceness and all-or-nothing spirit that emanated from her bones made his heart inexplicably tremble.
After a moment, he spoke softly, with no trace of joy or anger in his voice, "Go rest in your room."
Gu Jiayin was indeed very tired. She had to attend that wedding tomorrow and indeed did not want to be entangled with this man any longer.
Moreover, being as clever as she was, she knew well enough that a man like Sheng Qianchi could not be pushed too far. Otherwise, if he left no room for her, she really would end up being completely destroyed.
So, she quietly turned and returned to her room.
After Gu Jiayin left, Sheng Qianchi watched the place where she disappeared, slowly curling his lips, "Gu Jiayin, seven years and you really haven't disappointed me."
This woman had changed. In seven years, she had sharpened her inner edges and angles, so vibrant that it was hard to look away.
...
Gu Jiayin went to sleep as soon as she returned to her room. She had a tough battle to face tomorrow and needed to replenish her sleep.
Spring on the sea held a bit of warmth.
The sea breeze blew, the waves surged.
A night of silence.
When she woke up again, daylight had already broken, and the yacht had arrived at the port of Licheng City.
Opening her eyes, she found Sheng Qianchi sitting by her bedside.
This man appeared to be a born ruler; even sitting still, he exerted an oppressive aura.
His eyes were deep and dark like the abyss, a glance seemingly leading to endless doom.
Gu Jiayin abruptly sat up, casting a vigilant glance at him. Only after confirming her clothes were intact did she slightly relax.
She, having worked as a criminal police officer for years, was extremely vigilant. Yet she was completely unaware of when Sheng Qianchi had come in. This was definitely not a good thing.
Sheng Qianchi impassively observed all her emotions, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "Awake?"
Gu Jiayin turned to look at the rising sun outside the window, then got out of bed, "Thank you for bringing me back, goodbye."
As they passed by, Sheng Qianchi gripped her wrist and spoke in a low voice, "Eat first, then I'll have someone dress you and do your makeup."
Gu Jiayin frowned and turned around, "What do you mean?"
Sheng Qianchi gently stood up, looking down at the indifferent woman, "Didn't you say you were going to attend Pei Nianchen's wedding? If I don't take you, how will you get in?"
He remained calm, his depths unfathomable, "Or do you think you can rely on the thief-catching skills you learned from the Suri Police Squad to break in and snatch the groom?"
"Hahaha..."
Gu Jiayin found it amusing, so she genuinely laughed out loud, "If I recall correctly, Young Master Chi, you asked me to be your woman last night, and now you're going to take me to my first love's wedding to object. It makes me wonder if you're tricking me out to dig a pit and bury me?"
Sheng Qianchi snorted with amusement, "If I wanted to bury you, I wouldn't need to trick you out to do it."
Gu Jiayin, "..."
The words were true enough; compared to him, she was just a black cat to a black panther. If he wanted to bury her, trickery wasn't necessary.
"So, Young Master Chi, aren't you afraid that if Miss Qin sees you with me, she'll get jealous and have a fight with you?"
Sheng Qianchi quietly considered the woman's question for a few seconds, his voice carrying a bit of husky seduction, "I assure you, she'll soon just be Miss Qin."
Just Miss Qin, with no longer the title of Sheng Qianchi's fiancée.
Gu Jiayin, "..."
Does this mean a broken engagement?
Ha, could it be that her return has already disrupted two marriages for the Qin family?
The marriage with Pei Nianchen was one she was determined to win, but Sheng Qianchi's was an unexpected delight.