116: Chapter 116 I Want to Kiss You

Song Yuan felt a chill run down his spine.

“Shiyu, stop messing around, I haven’t even showered yet…”

Gu Shiyu tiptoed and kissed him on the chin, as if deliberately trying to seduce him,

“I didn’t do anything!”

Song Yuan was amused, this was “not doing anything”?

He was already aroused.

Song Yuan pressed down on the mischievous hand,

“What is your hand doing?”

Gu Shiyu vehemently denied doing anything wrong. As she pulled her hand away, she brushed against his thigh, where something bulky was in his pocket—the welcoming gift Old Lady had given Song Yuan.

She took the item out and handed it to Song Yuan,

“Open it and see what Old Lady gave you? By the shape, it couldn’t be jewelry, could it?”

Song Yuan didn't care; if it was jewelry, he would let her wear it.

He opened the exquisite small box, and the contents made both of them pause.

It was a villa key.

The box contained the address and a card left by Old Lady.

Old Lady had given the Peninsula Villa to Song Yuan, transferring it to his personal name, as their wedding home.

This was truly a grand gift.

Song Yuan’s heart skipped a beat; this gift was too valuable…

He recalled that Ji City’s home was in the Peninsula Villa, and he still remembered the shock he felt when he visited it that time.

A villa in that area was worth tens of millions.

“Shiyu, isn’t Old Lady afraid I’m a swindler?”

Gu Shiyu laughed,

“Aren’t you the one being swindled?”

Song Yuan felt life was too surreal; even novels wouldn't dare to write something like this.

He never imagined that one day, because of a flash marriage, he would cross social classes, be able to sleep in the same bed as the Gus CEO, and live in the same neighborhood as Beijing’s richest man.

It was simply like a daydream.

Gu Shiyu took Song Yuan’s bathrobe from the wardrobe and pushed him into the bathroom,

“Go shower…”

Song Yuan stood in front of the mirror, holding the bathrobe Gu Shiyu had given him,stunned for a long time.

This was his wife’s private bathroom, and everything in it was her personal belongings.

It was the place where she grew up.

Song Yuan couldn't help but wonder what Gu Shiyu was like as a child.

Did she also stand in front of this mirror to comb her cascading black hair after showering?

Song Yuan was even afraid this was a dream, and after waking up, he would still be sitting in the office, writing his unfinished code.

The sound of water trickled in the bathroom. Song Yuan used Gu Shiyu’s shower gel. When he came out wrapped in his bathrobe, Gu Shiyu had already finished showering in the outer bathroom and was sitting at the dressing table doing her skincare.

Song Yuan hugged her from behind.

Gu Shiyu asked,

“Want to have some wine?”

Song Yuan had only had one glass at dinner; he was afraid of getting drowsy again and embarrassing himself in front of Old Lady.

Now, a glass seemed appropriate for the atmosphere.

Song Yuan asked her,

“Do you want to drink? If you do, we can drink together.”

Gu Shiyu took a bottle from the wine cabinet in the room; it was a Romanée-Conti she had gotten from a friend.

She found two red wine glasses and poured the wine.

“Tomorrow is Madam Ji’s eightieth birthday. Will you accompany me?”

Song Yuan felt the surname sounded familiar,

“Madam Ji?”

“Yes, she is Ji City’s mother. The invitation was sent a month ago. Old Lady might also go, but she won’t be with us.”

Song Yuan clinked glasses with her, but he was thinking, she must be planning to announce their marriage, right?

Madam Ji’s eightieth birthday party would surely invite influential people from Beijing. Gu Shiyu bringing him along would mean their marital relationship would be known by everyone in her circle.

Although Song Yuan didn’t know much about their wealthy circle, he had heard that marriages among children of wealthy families were often alliances between suitable partners to facilitate mutual business support.

And he was nothing; he couldn't bring any commercial value to the Gu Family.

Wouldn’t she feel that he was lowering her status?

Song Yuan was silent for a moment. Gu Shiyu thought he might not have time,

“If you have something to do tomorrow, it’s fine if you don’t go. You don’t have to accommodate me.”

Song Yuan explained,

“I’m free tomorrow, I’ll go with you. Tomorrow… there will be many people, right?”

Gu Shiyu nodded,

“Madam Ji has three sons. Ji City is the eldest. His two younger brothers and nephews aren’t very accomplished and work in Ji City’s company. Most of the people attending tomorrow will likely be Ji City’s connections.

You know Ji City better than I do, so I don’t need to introduce him, right?”

Song Yuan, “Is there anything I need to pay special attention to?”

Gu Shiyu thought for a moment,

“Ji City had a son who died young; this is probably a taboo for everyone in the Ji family, so absolutely do not mention it. Also, Ji’s second and third sons each had a son. These two nephews of Ji City are secretly competing to become the heir of Jishi Capital.

But that’s their internal conflict, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to go and offer our blessings.”

Song Yuan heard about Ji City’s family matters for the first time. Before, he only thought that he and Madam Ji had a very good relationship, but he didn’t expect that a life winner like him also had a lifelong regret.

“Will he give the family business to his nephews?”

Gu Shiyu shook her head,

“I’m not sure. Ji City only has one daughter, whom you’ve met before. His daughter has no interest in the business world; she just wants to live as a socialite. Maybe in the future, the Ji family will find a son-in-law to manage the family business.

That’s not impossible.”

Song Yuan was thoughtful. He thought of Madam Ji; she was an elegant, calm, and kind woman.

When Song Yuan visited the Ji family last time, he learned from their conversation that she had been funding poor students in mountainous areas and even donated to build dozens of primary schools and kindergartens.

Unfortunately, time was unfair and took her son away.

Gu Shiyu clinked glasses with Song Yuan,

“After the birthday banquet, shall we go see the wedding home Old Lady gave us?”

Song Yuan was pulled back to his thoughts and nodded,

“The house Old Lady gave us is in the same villa area as the Ji family, so it’s on the way.”

The two sat on the balcony chatting. Half a bottle of wine was gone, and both were slightly tipsy.

The wind picked up at night, making the sheer curtains dance.

Song Yuan asked,

“Shall we go inside?”

Gu Shiyu nodded.

Song Yuan looked at Gu Shiyu. The indoor light fell on her face, and her eyelashes cast a long shadow on one side.

Song Yuan knew she was beautiful, the kind of beauty that was aggressive, dazzling from every angle, making him unable to look away.

He wanted to kiss her.

“Shiyu, move a little closer.”

The two were already sitting close, and Gu Shiyu moved slightly. Their arms touched, and only then did she notice his direct gaze, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time seeing its prey.

They had just done it the day before yesterday.

As soon as Gu Shiyu sat still, Song Yuan grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap, placing the two wine glasses on the table.

Song Yuan lowered his head and kissed her, from her forehead to the tip of her nose, then down to her lips.

The faint scent of wine mixed with the rose fragrance in her hair seemed to have an aphrodisiac effect.

Song Yuan pressed against her lips, gently biting, then smoothly entered.

He hadn't intended for anything to happen on the balcony; initially, it was just simple drinking, then just a desire to kiss for a while. He didn't know which slight movement he made wrong, but it unfastened the tie of her bathrobe at her waist.