Even if she couldn't see, she could still feel his gaze.
But destiny is such; she is destined to become Sheng Qianchi's woman, and her Brother Nianchen will ultimately no longer be the one to accompany her for the rest of her life.
With a gentle closure of her eyes, Gu Jiayin closed the window again, isolating the sounds of wind and rain outside, and building a barrier around her heart.
Goodbye, Brother Nianchen.
Goodbye, Brother Nianchen.
The instant she turned, a pair of large hands wrapped around her waist, followed by falling into a broad embrace, the clean and refreshing masculine scent mixed with the fragrance of shower gel engulfed her.
Sheng Qianchi was dressed in formal trousers, a white shirt, his hair meticulously groomed after his shower.
