Chapter 12: Provoking Shen Yuhuan to Ask for Sponsorship? Su Nian gazed at the gentle man, her heart trembling slightly as she remained silent for a long moment.
"Little Nian-Nian, is there anything wrong with me?"
Shen Yuhuan, soft and innocent-looking, lifted a strand of Su Nian's hair, leaned closer, and gently inhaled her scent.
"Is that why you're hesitating?"
He smiled sweetly, still carrying a hint of coquetry.
"Not handsome enough? Not tender enough? Or perhaps not obedient and well-behaved enough?"
A chill ran down Su Nian's spine; she could barely maintain her composure. This man was clearly a ferocious shark from the deep sea, yet he insisted on pretending to be a little white rabbit—who knew what he truly intended? Swallowing her conscience, she said, "It has nothing to do with you. I've simply changed my taste. Now I prefer flamboyant, seductive men. I'm sorry, but you don't fit my type anymore."
"Is that so?"
Shen Yuhuan suddenly broke into a radiant smile, his eyes shimmering like rippling water, the bold curve of his lips igniting like flames, wildly burning with an air of romantic charm. He hooked his finger under Su Nian's chin, smiling like endless spring waves: "Dearest little Nian-Nian, I can do everything—graceful in the living room, skilled in the kitchen, and absolutely top-notch at warming the bed!"
Su Nian's expression stiffened. This man was far too flirtatious; his allure made her little heart pound wildly!
"Mr. Shen, aren't you tired of pretending?"
Gu Yichen asked expressionlessly, his fingers at his side clenched tightly into a fist.
Turning around, he saw Shen Yuhuan leaning over the bed, his face dangerously close to Su Nian's. Especially troubling was that Su Nian merely stared blankly, making no move to push him away. Gu Yichen's voice darkened: "Su Nian!"
He felt somewhat irritable; work was already overwhelming, yet now he had to distract himself because of Su Nian.
"I bring Wanrou home, and you should be crying or making a scene, yet instead you're flirting with another man?"
His tone grew stern.
"This is our home, not some public place. Remember your status."
Su Nian's heart trembled; her clear black-and-white eyes glanced toward him, slightly reddened. Taking a deep breath, suppressing the surging pain in her heart, she smiled lightly: "Why haven't you left yet? What are you lingering here to watch? Yes, I intend to behave recklessly right here at home. Today we'll hold hands, tomorrow we'll kiss, and the day after we'll roll around in bed together. If you can't accept it, then just sign the divorce papers!"
"Su Nian,"
Gu Yichen's voice turned cold and heavy, as if suppressing fury, "do not test my patience! You should understand where my limits lie. Acting like this will only make people disgusted."
Did she really think using another man could provoke him? Su Nian's heart tightened sharply, as if someone were slicing it repeatedly with a dull knife. Her face paled slightly, yet the smile on her lips remained defiant: "I insist. If you feel uncomfortable, then divorce me. Otherwise, just endure it!"
Wasn't this being utterly unreasonable? An inexplicable rage filled his heart. Gu Yichen's face turned frosty as autumn; he stared coldly at Su Nian for a moment before shifting his gaze, his eyes icy: "Mr. Shen, you are not welcome here. Please leave my house immediately, or I will call security."
Su Nian curled her lips into a self-mocking smile. Gu Yichen never engaged in fierce arguments with her, but his cold violence inflicted even deeper wounds upon her heart.
"Mr. Gu need not rush; first, let me and little Nian-Nian hold hands."
Shen Yuhuan flashed a brilliant smile, like a child who had just received candy, joyful and satisfied.
"Today we hold hands, tomorrow we kiss. Quickly, extend your hand."
Su Nian shivered. In order to anger Gu Yichen, she had dug a pit for herself. Today holding hands, tomorrow kissing, the day after rolling in bed together… With Shen Yuhuan, this great predatory beast. Su Nian's expression froze as she stared at the hand extended before her. Shen Yuhuan's hand was jade-white and slender, with distinctly defined knuckles, so perfect it seemed flawless. She couldn't imagine what such hands would look like stained with blood after killing someone.
"Remember, words must be kept. Liars will be punished."
Shen Yuhuan smiled ambiguously, brushing his fingers across Su Nian's fair neck. The pulse beneath her skin throbbed rhythmically against his fingertips.Shen Yuhuan's fingertips were warm, yet Su Nian shivered, goosebumps rising on her skin.
"Alright, alright, I'll hold your hand."
"Butler Cheng, call security!"
Gu Yichen's voice brimmed with clear fury, his gaze fixed on Su Nian sharp and cold. Were they really flirting right in front of him as if he were already dead? Su Nian shot him a sidelong glance. Recalling his intimate posture with Shen Wanrou, irritation flared within her, and she immediately grasped Shen Yuhuan's hand. Why should Gu Yichen have everything his way, doing exactly as he pleased, while she was forced to follow his rules and play the role of an unloved, obedient little wife? His large hand enveloping her small one, a scene of tender affection, pierced Gu Yichen's eyes. His expression darkened, his breath becoming ragged with anger.
"Sir."
Two security guards arrived at the door. Shen Yuhuan rose gracefully, patted Su Nian's head, and winked at her with playful charm.
"Rest well. I'm looking forward to tomorrow's crimson romance."
That flirtatious wink made Su Nian's heart melt. Shen Yuhuan stretched elegantly, paused at the doorway, glanced meaningfully at Gu Yichen, and shook his head.
"Butler Cheng, from now on, do not allow him to enter again."
Gu Yichen's voice had turned ice-cold. He slammed the door shut and strode heavily toward the bed. Looking down on Su Nian with an expressionless face, Gu Yichen said, "Su Nian, you accused Wanrou of being a mistress and me of cheating during our marriage. Now, what about your own behavior?"
His tone sharpened.
"Wanrou and I are merely friends. But what about you and Shen Yuhuan? Do you dare claim confidently that your words and actions just now did not cross the boundaries of friendship?"
Su Nian almost laughed; she couldn't even be bothered to argue.
She was only acting, whereas Gu Yichen's feelings for Shen Wanrou were genuine.
"What are you laughing at?"
Gu Yichen frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
"Answer me."
"Gu Yichen,"
Su Nian tilted her head slightly, her smile faint.
"I already said it: either divorce me or suffer in silence. Only because we were once husband and wife am I kindly reminding you that the obedient Su Nian you wanted is dead. If you don't divorce me, you'll eventually suffer internal damage from suppressing your anger."
Her smile appeared lonely, tinged with sorrow. Watching her, Gu Yichen's fingers twitched slightly, and his heart unexpectedly softened. Involuntarily leaning down, he kissed the small dimple on Su Nian's right cheek, his tone unusually tender.
"Nian Nian, I didn't save your phone number, but I memorized those digits. After you hung up, I tried calling back several times. Worried about you, I rushed back immediately."
Gu Yichen felt somewhat awkward. He greatly disliked explaining himself, yet every explanation in his life involved Su Nian, each one forced upon him by circumstances. Only this time was he offering one voluntarily. Su Nian did her best to control her emotions, but her eyes still grew warm.
"It's meaningless now. Just sign the divorce papers. As for the division of assets, since you already promised me one billion, let's stick to that amount. I won't insist on shares or anything else."
All she wanted now was to escape this cage; money was secondary. Gu Yichen's face darkened. Su Nian still insisted on divorce, making his recent act of kissing her utterly ridiculous!Author: Nian Nian: Just want to slap that scum Gu in the face