Chapter 37: Should She Make a Move?

Gu Mingzhu's footsteps abruptly halted, feeling like she was having an unlucky year.

She looked up at Yan Jingcheng and asked slowly, "What do you want, Fourth Young Master?"

"Come upstairs, to room 1008," Yan Jingcheng replied with a deep voice and hung up, leaving her no room to refuse.

Hearing the busy tone, Gu Mingzhu was infuriated.

What on earth did this guy want?

She bit her lip, gazing in the direction of where he had been, her almond eyes flaring with a mix of anger and determination.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Mingzhu decided to go up.

After all, if you're in for a penny, you're in for a pound.

She had just told a little lie and declined his invitation once. He shouldn't make it too hard for her... right?

Thinking this way, Gu Mingzhu wasn't entirely sure. After all, she had seen the pettiness of this man.

As she ascended, she couldn't help but worry about whether Yan Jingcheng would notice something off about today's gamble.

Lost in her thoughts, she found herself standing in front of the private room door.

The room was dimly lit, with the lights from below casting a soft glow.

Uncertain whether Yan Jingcheng was inside, she took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door open.

The next moment, her wrist was grabbed, pulling her forcefully against the wall.

The man's grip was strong, his posture dominating and forceful. Gu Mingzhu couldn't move, feeling him too close, his scent of tobacco filling her nostrils.

Yan Jingcheng held her wrist, a smirk on his face. "Stomach ache, huh?"

Gu Mingzhu struggled uncomfortably, looking at him pitifully, "It was hurting..."

Yan Jingcheng's gaze turned cold, his voice deep, "Is it? I happen to know a forensic doctor. Shall I ask him to take a look?"

Forensic... doctor?

Was he planning on dissecting her?

Meeting his deep gaze, Gu Mingzhu felt a bit intimidated, trying to appease him, "I think it's best not to trouble the Fourth Young Master's friend."

Yan Jingcheng smirked, his tone light, "It's just a few minutes."

In her mind, Gu Mingzhu cursed Yan Jingcheng's ancestors but maintained her composure, "No, it's okay. Time is precious. I'm sure the Fourth Young Master's friends are very important people. Don't waste time on someone like me."

Her voice was soft, unintentionally seductive.

Yan Jingcheng chuckled, his eyes mocking, "Wasting time on a woman like you is indeed not worth it."

Gu Mingzhu: "..."

So he looked down on her now?

When he was with her, he seemed to enjoy it. Now, he felt it was a waste of time?

A hypocritical scoundrel!

Seeing her pout with complaints in her eyes, Yan Jingcheng pinched her chin, teasing, "Disagree?"

If he dared to ask, she dared to answer.

Gu Mingzhu looked directly at Yan Jingcheng, her beautiful eyes slightly teary, "What's wrong with me? I know I might be a bit pretty, a bit ruthless, a bit materialistic, and a bit heartless... But I think I'm pretty good."

Yan Jingcheng was amused by her words, a mischievous glint in his handsome face.

"So young, and not only blinded but also brainwashed."

Gu Mingzhu's eyes reddened with anger, her delicate hands clenched into fists.

Had she been too lenient with him?

Had she given him too much face?

Should she make a move?