When Fang Mian opened her eyes again, she found herself seemingly on an airplane.
And not just any airplane—it was a lavishly equipped private jet complete with a bedroom.
After surveying the luxurious cabin decor, Fang Mian couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
Rich people really know how to enjoy themselves.
It’s just a bit too extravagant.
This isn’t an airplane; it’s practically a palace soaring through the clouds!
On the sofa not far away.
Gu Tingye and the secretary-general were discussing work in front of a laptop.
He glanced up casually: “Awake?”
Fang Mian offered a weak smile to Gu Tingye: “Just woke up. Um… how did I suddenly end up on a plane? I had no idea.”
“You were sleeping like a log—how would you know?”
After saying this, Gu Tingye turned his attention back to his work.
If he said she was sleeping like a log, then how did she get on the plane?
Carried by him?
Or carried by the secretary-general?
Whoever carried her onto the plane, it felt incredibly awkward.
Fang Mian shuddered, goosebumps rising all over.
With nothing else to do, she picked up her phone to check the time.
9:30 p.m.
Had she really slept for over a day?
This wasn’t sleeping—this was practically a coma!
Gu Tingye’s voice sounded again: “We’ll be landing in about twenty minutes.”
“Oh, hehehe…” Fang Mian’s laughter was a bit stiff.
Ever since hearing the secretary-general’s words that day, she suddenly didn’t know how to interact normally with Gu Tingye anymore.
Even his casual glances made her too nervous to meet his eyes now.
And her heart kept inexplicably racing for no reason.
What was wrong with her?
First love stirring?
A maiden’s springtime fantasies?
But she was already pushing thirty—hardly a maiden anymore!
After the plane landed smoothly, Gu Tingye stood up and walked unhurriedly toward Fang Mian.
With each step he took, Fang Mian’s heart trembled in response.
She also felt her mouth go dry and her skin inexplicably grow warm.
When he reached her, he suddenly leaned down…
Fang Mian could clearly feel his body heat and breath slowly spreading across her skin, scorching her body and mind.
As Gu Tingye drew closer, she leaned further and further back: “Wh-what… what are you doing? The secretary-general is still here…”
“Take a closer look—is he still here?” His low voice carried a mesmerizing allure.
Fang Mian’s face flushed bright red.
She turned her head and saw that, indeed, only the two of them remained in the spacious, brightly lit cabin.
Gu Tingye placed his hands on either side of her body and spoke with a roguish tone: “I have a question I’d like to properly ask Assistant Fang.”
“Wh-what… what question?” Fang Mian’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her fingers unconsciously gripping the bedsheet.
“Just now… why were you concerned about whether the secretary-general was here or not? Does it really matter… whether he’s here or not?”
Gu Tingye deliberately spoke with his lips close to Fang Mian’s ear.
His intermittent warm breath teasingly brushed against her neck.
An ambiguous atmosphere, mingling in the air, uncontrollably fermented and spread outward in delicate threads.
Fang Mian nervously swallowed: “It’s… it’s not that important.”
“Oh~~ So what Assistant Fang means is… you’re inviting me? Hmm?”
Gu Tingye parted his lips and nibbled on her ear, then kissed her delicate neck: “Now that the secretary-general isn’t here, does that mean I can do whatever I want to you…”
His large hand also began wandering across the scenic landscape.
Waves of tingling numbness washed over her, making Fang Mian unable to suppress a soft gasp.
“I’m still a patient…”
“It’s fine, your mouth isn’t injured.”
With those words, Gu Tingye couldn’t resist kissing her soft, full lips.
His breathing was heavy, his movements forceful and wild.
Fang Mian had no way to resist.
She could only tilt her head back in cooperation, allowing him to take what he wanted.
After the kiss ended.
Gu Tingye pressed his forehead against hers, his breath scalding: “Why are you so bold today? Even daring to slip me your tongue?”
Fang Mian was too embarrassed to face him, pushing him away: “Move aside, I need to put on my shoes.”
Unexpectedly, Gu Tingye patted her bottom, speaking with a roguish tone: “Hurry up and recover from your injuries, I can’t wait to collect my debt! You’ve owed me for so long, and I haven’t gotten a single repayment yet!”
Fang Mian really wanted to retort.
To tell him to stop talking so provocatively.
But as soon as she looked up, she saw the fiery passion in Gu Tingye’s eyes, filled with naked desire, endlessly spreading and burning.
Fang Mian’s heart trembled slightly.
She suddenly felt that Gu Tingye being a little provocative was actually quite nice.
At least this side of him was something ordinary people couldn’t see.
She just didn’t know if he was only like this with her?
Or if he was the same with other women too…
At some point, Gu Tingye had already carried her off the plane.
A slightly chilly night breeze blew past, making her shiver.
Gu Tingye looked down at Fang Mian in his arms: “Cold?”
She shook her head, glancing back at the private jet behind them.
The gap between her and Gu Tingye was far too vast.
Just like the difference between this private jet and a regular passenger plane.
He could casually enjoy the best of everything.
While she, even after struggling for ten or twenty years, might not catch up to even a fraction of what he had.
So, with such an unattainable man, it was enough to be fortunate enough to play around.
She mustn’t be too greedy, nor take things too seriously.
Enjoying the process was more important than the outcome!
“President Gu, I want to ask you for a favor.”
“Speak.”
“Could you let me stay with you for a few days?”
Gu Tingye raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: “Aren’t you being a bit too bold today?”
Fang Mian pretended to speak naturally: “Not at all, I just don’t want to go home and let my mom see these injuries. Besides, staying at a hotel costs money, but staying at President Gu’s place is free.”
Gu Tingye said suggestively: “Assistant Fang wants to live with me that much?”
Seeing that he still wouldn’t agree, Fang Mian withdrew the first step she had mustered the courage to take: “If it’s inconvenient, forget it. Pretend I never said it.”
Two hours later, the car still stopped at Canglong Mansion.
Fang Mian felt a bit timid and didn’t dare to get out of the car.
She knew what it would mean once she stepped inside.
She was just too eager to repay Gu Tingye for saving her.
And she wanted to follow her own heart, to indulge herself properly.
Even if it was just a fleeting spark, she wanted to try it.
To seek a moment of pleasure, to seek no regrets.
Because aside from Gu Ziqian, she had never been in a relationship with anyone else.
Nor had she ever experienced what it truly felt like to be in love with someone.
Gu Tingye noticed the hesitation on her face and asked: “What? Scared? It’s not too late to back out now.”
Fang Mian pursed her lips into a smile and spread her arms toward him. “I want you to carry me.”
Gu Tingye was taken aback.
Seeing him stand as still as a block of wood, Fang Mian couldn’t help but urge loudly, “Hurry up! My dear little Yeye!”
The driver, Xiao Yu, couldn’t hold back a laugh.
Gu Tingye gritted his teeth and glared at him. “Are you looking for trouble?”
“Of course not, President Gu! I’ve already muted myself!”
Gu Tingye leaned forward, picked up Fang Mian, and headed toward the door.
As he walked, he said, “Besides not wanting Auntie to see your injuries, you must have some other little secret hidden away!”
Fang Mian wrapped her arms around his neck, tilting her head back to admire the clean line of his jaw. “President Gu truly is clever. I do have a tiny little secret.”
“Tell me.”
“May I have designs on you, President Gu?”