Song Qinian was tossed from the bathroom to the bed by Shen Chi Yan, completely defenseless.
It had started to rain outside at some point.
Amidst the pattering rain, Song Qinian completely surrendered to the pain and pleasure Shen Chi Yan brought her.
The next morning, Song Qinian woke up to the sun high in the sky.
Seeing that she was actually in Shen Chi Yan's bedroom, Song Qinian was terrified and sat up immediately.
As a result, her wounds were pulled, and she gritted her teeth in pain.
Her body was covered in marks left by Shen Chi Yan, even worse than the day before.
Shen Chi Yan was no longer there. Song Qinian dared not linger in his room.
But her clothes had been torn to shreds by Shen Chi Yan, so she couldn't wear them.
With no other choice, Song Qinian found a shirt from Shen Chi Yan's wardrobe to wear, then quietly opened the door, intending to slip away.
The moment her hand touched the doorknob, someone pushed the door open.
Seeing that it was Shen Chi Yan, Song Qinian stiffened and instinctively took a few steps back.
Seeing her react as if he were a ferocious beast, Shen Chi Yan frowned slightly.
Then, he noticed Song Qinian wearing his shirt.
Shen Chi Yan's shirt was so large on Song Qinian that it could serve as a dress.
In her haste to leave, Song Qinian had fumbled with a few buttons, leaving the top two undone.
Shen Chi Yan's eyes immediately fell on the hickeys and bite marks on Song Qinian's neck, which he had inflicted in a frenzy the night before.
Recalling the previous night, Shen Chi Yan was agitated to find that his body was reacting.
Although Song Qinian was not tall, her legs were fair, straight, and slender. Even though they were mostly hidden by the white shirt, they still stirred the imagination.
Shen Chi Yan curled his lips into a slight smirk and sneered, "Dressed like this so early in the morning, who are you trying to seduce?"
Song Qinian never expected that Shen Chi Yan would not have gone to work so late.
Thinking of everything that had happened last night, Song Qinian became even more afraid.
Seeing her body tremble slightly from fear, Shen Chi Yan felt a surge of inexplicable irritation. "What are you standing around for? Get out!"
Song Qinian was surprised that Shen Chi Yan was letting her go so easily.
She had slept in his bed last night. How could he tolerate that, given his洁癖 (cleanliness obsession)?
No matter what, she'd escape first!
Song Qinian quickly left Shen Chi Yan's bedroom, moving so fast as if afraid he would change his mind in the next second.
Standing at the door of the basement, Song Qinian felt utterly dejected.
She had originally lived in the basement. However, now her bed and desk were piled high with messy junk, and large items were placed on the floor.
Had Shen Chi Yan ordered Zhang Qiaoqiao to put these things there?
So, he wasn't letting her off the hook this morning; he was trying to drive her out of the villa.
Just as Song Qinian was feeling sad and at a loss, Zhang Qiaoqiao arrived.
"Young Madam, are you looking for something?"
Song Qinian shook her head, her eyes downcast, her small face filled with grievance.
Zhang Qiaoqiao instantly understood something and said to Song Qinian with a smile, "It's like this, Young Madam. The basement is damp and doesn't get sunlight, which is not good for your health. Young Master has instructed that you will be living in the guest room on the second floor from now on."
Song Qinian was overjoyed at first. Great, Shen Chi Yan wasn't trying to kick her out.
However, the next second, thinking that the reason Shen Chi Yan was being so good to her was for her blood, for Lin Qiutong, a large stone felt like it was blocking her heart, oppressive and unbearable.
"Follow me to the second floor."
Song Qinian nodded gently and followed Zhang Qiaoqiao to the guest room.
"Over there on the table are some skincare products and cosmetics."
Afterward, Zhang Qiaoqiao walked to the closet and opened the door. "These are custom-made clothes according to your measurements. See if you like them. If you need anything, just tell me directly."
Song Qinian looked at the closet full of clothes and expensive skincare products, her mood complex.
Her phone suddenly rang; it was a WeChat message from Shen Keqin.
"Sister-in-law, how are you and my brother? Did my brother bully you last night? Did you act spoiled with my brother?"
After thanking Zhang Qiaoqiao, Song Qinian asked her to leave and sat on the bed to reply to Shen Keqin's message.
"Your brother didn't bully me. Acting spoiled... it doesn't work."
"Doesn't work? Impossible! By rights, no one can resist you acting spoiled! What's up with my brother?"
Song Qinian bit her lip and typed with difficulty, enduring her discomfort, "He doesn't like me!"
That's why acting spoiled was useless.
Shen Keqin seemed to sense Song Qinian's sadness and immediately comforted her, "It's okay. Ancient generals even had thirty-six strategies, so we'll take it slow. Don't rush, don't be sad, and I'll think of a good plan."
Song Qinian wanted to tell Shen Keqin not to bother, but before she could send the message, her phone ran out of power.
By the time she charged it, she had completely forgotten about Shen Keqin's matter because she was thinking about repaying Gu Zhiyan.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Zhiyan, wearing a black slip dress with a belt, arrived at the dressing room after an event. Her assistant handed her an envelope. "Teacher Gu, this is a letter from President Shen for you."
Gu Zhiyan lightly lifted her eyelids, her clear eyes glancing at the pink envelope. "Chi Yan?"
"Yes."
Gu Zhiyan was silent for a few seconds. Knowing her son, if Shen Chi Yan had something to tell her, he would call directly, not act so sentimental by writing a letter, and using a pink envelope at that.
Who would write her a letter using Shen Chi Yan's name?
"What's inside?"
"It feels like a card."
A card?
"Open it and see."
After the assistant opened the envelope, she took out a bank card and a gradient green sticky note.
The assistant handed the sticky note to Gu Zhiyan. Gu Zhiyan took it and saw a string of neat and beautiful whale fall script.
"Dear Teacher Gu, I am Song Qinian.
I originally wanted to call you 'Mom,' but I thought you might not like me addressing you that way, so please forgive me for calling you Teacher Gu.
This card contains the two hundred thousand yuan for my mother. The password is your birthday.
I apologize on behalf of my mother. I'm sorry, and I won't let her bother you again in the future.
Finally, please forgive me for saying an extra word, but please take care of your health when filming and get enough rest."
Song Qinian had a habit of drawing a cute smiley face at the end of her diary entries or drawings.
Song Qinian might not have realized it herself, but Gu Zhiyan's gaze lingered on the smiley face for several seconds.
"Teacher Gu, this card..."
Gu Zhiyan handed the note written by Song Qinian to the assistant. "Put the note and the card away together."
The assistant was somewhat surprised. Gu Zhiyan had been in the industry for decades and had never accepted gifts from fans or anyone else. This time, she had made an exception.
The assistant hadn't seen what was written on the note, but judging by Gu Zhiyan's reaction, the person who sent the card and letter must be special to Gu Zhiyan.
Gu Zhiyan sipped the coffee that her assistant had prepared earlier, and thought of how Song Qinian always appeared cautious and timid whenever she saw her.
It seemed that her daughter-in-law was not as weak and incompetent as she appeared on the surface.
If it weren't for using Shen Chi Yan's name, this letter wouldn't have reached her. Song Qinian, she thought, had some intelligence after all.