Chapter 2: Why Did Gu Qichen Choose Her Specifically?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Yipin Building, departmental dinner,” Xia Yangyang said honestly.

Gu Qichen’s voice was cold, laced with annoyance. “Come home, now.” He hung up.

Xia Yangyang was stunned. After half a minute, she returned to her seat and hurriedly said, “I have something urgent to take care of; I have to leave.”

Everyone, noticing her anxiety, assumed something was wrong and let her go.

Xia Yangyang left the restaurant and hailed a taxi to Imperial View Garden. This independent garden villa, built on a hillside, looked like a palace from the outside.

The housekeeper greeted her at the door. “Madam, you’re back.”

“Where is Mr. Gu?” Xia Yangyang asked.

“Sir is in the bedroom,” the housekeeper respectfully replied.

Xia Yangyang quickly went upstairs. She hesitated at the bedroom door before pushing it open. The room was empty, except for the sound of running water from the bathroom. Gu Qichen was showering.

Xia Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief, set down her bag, and sat on the sofa. Unconsciously, her gaze drifted to the bathroom. Everything that had happened today felt like a dream. The story behind her shotgun wedding with the man in the bathroom was complicated.

When she received her marriage certificate, she had no idea he was the youngest CEO of Shengyuan Group, the oldest grandson of the Gu family (one of Feng City’s four great financial powers), and Asia’s most eligible bachelor. He still topped the list of diamond bachelors, yet nobody knew he was married. Xia Yangyang didn’t understand why, of all people, Gu Qichen had chosen her. Was it merely…?

As she pondered this, the frosted glass bathroom door opened. Gu Qichen emerged, and Xia Yangyang’s gaze fell on him. He was bare-chested, wearing only a white towel. His lean musculature, porcelain-white skin, broad chest, and perfect six-pack conveyed an appealing maturity and charm.

Xia Yangyang was dumbfounded. They had been intimate more than once, but she had always kept her eyes closed.

Seeing her astonished expression, Gu Qichen asked, “Mrs. Gu, are you satisfied with your husband’s physique?”

Xia Yangyang, recovering from her trance, blushed and looked away. “I wouldn’t know. I’ve never touched you before.”

Immediately, she regretted her words. Perhaps due to past experiences, she found Gu Qichen dangerous, especially with the smirk on his face.

He ambled toward her leisurely, the sense of danger intensifying. He stopped before her. “Go ahead, touch.”

They had been intimate, but she had never truly touched him; she had always been passive.

The moment her finger brushed Gu Qichen’s skin, a jolt went through her, making her pull back. But what was meant to happen, happened…

When Xia Yangyang opened her eyes again, it was 8:00 a.m.