"If she didn't leak it, then what happened to the extra one million in her account?" Governor Du revealed his purpose in one sentence.
"What?" Gu Nianchen was startled: "One million?"
Governor Du nodded: "I have sent someone to check it. It was transferred from a black account yesterday."
Gu Nianchen was stunned, and then heard Governor Du continue: "I don't believe that Miss Cen would be stupid enough to leak the news she saw to Gao Feng just for the one million, but the current situation cannot be described between you and me.
Think about it, if she didn't leak the information, then we can only admit that it was you who operated behind the scenes. Compared with the two, it is better for you to blame the matter on her than to let you bear the responsibility."
Push it on her? How is this possible?
Although the crime of leaking information would be much lighter than operating behind closed doors, he would never do such a thing if he was asked to use her to protect himself!
Gu Nianchen returned home worried.
By now, he has clearly seen what happened. It was clear that someone was deliberately framed, not only to harm him, but also Cen Zhiqiao.
When I thought about it, I suddenly knew who did this. He should have an idea.
"You're back." He was lost in thought when Cen Zhiqiao came out with a smile on his face. Unlike the sad look on his face before he left, she now smiled very brightly.
Gu Nianchen couldn't help but take another look, and temporarily put aside his thoughts: "Is there anything good?"
"Ah? No." Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, then stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips: "I just miss you."
A blush spread from her cheeks, and Gu Nianchen looked at the little woman's expression quietly, always feeling that something was wrong with her.
"Are you really okay?" He pushed her away slightly and asked with raised eyebrows.
"Of course, what can I do if I'm at home?" He said angrily, then pushed him into the house and went straight to the kitchen: "Wash your hands, my father and aunt are not here today, so I will cook for myself.
You prepared a love dinner."
"Love dinner?" Gu Nianchen raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Did you prepare it?"
"Yes." Cen Zhiqiao nodded proudly and took the plate out from the kitchen: "How about filet mignon with merlot and red candles? Doesn't it feel very good?"
As he spoke, he did not forget to turn off the big lights in the hall, leaving only the flickering candles on the dining table, shining brightly.
Gu Nianchen felt more and more strange: "What are you doing all of a sudden? Do you want to experience the wedding night in advance?"
He joked with a smile, causing Cen Zhiqiao to roll his eyes: "What's the meaning of the wedding night? It's not like I haven't experienced it before."
The bright red candlelight made her little face blush more and more, like the peach of the season, making people think again and again.
Cool lips fell on her cheek, and his big hands restlessly pinched her chest twice. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push her.
"Wait, wait..."
Gu Nianchen relaxed his hands slightly: "What's wrong?"
"We haven't eaten yet." Cen Zhiqiao maintained his only sense and pointed at the things on the table: "I have been preparing for a long time!"
Gu Nianchen's dark eyes tightened again. In fact, he couldn't hold it anymore, but he didn't want to offend her, so he reluctantly calmed down and sat down at the dining table under her instructions.
But he refused to let go of her hand, he just pressed her on his lap and sat hugging her.
The posture was very ambiguous. Normally, Cen Zhiqiao would have pushed him away, but this time he actually obeyed for a rare moment, and even moved into his arms greedily, as if looking for warmth.
Gu Nianchen squinted his eyes and looked at her side face with deep eyes. He just looked at her quietly without speaking.
Cen Zhiqiao, on the other hand, leaned over and poured out two glasses of wine and handed them into Gu Nianchen's hands: "Here, let's drink a glass of wine first. My dad has treasured this for many years. I borrowed it today. Please be grateful to me."
He was obviously smiling, but there was a hint of other emotions in his smile. Gu Nianchen glanced at it and frowned.
"Qiaoqiao, are you really okay?"
A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and then he became angry: "Do you want to drink or not? Why are you talking so much nonsense today?"
Gu Nianchen hurriedly put his arms around her waist: "Of course I want to drink." A pair of black eyes stared at her opening and closing lips, and he smiled narrowly: "But you have to feed me."
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned, but under his hot gaze, he still picked up the wine glass.
The dark red liquid was a bit cold when she touched her mouth, and what was even cooler than the wine was his lips. She sat on his lap, put her hands around his neck, and took the initiative to put on her red lips.
As the lips and teeth mingled, the mellow smell of alcohol spread out.
Gu Nianchen's eyes darkened, and the desire somewhere in his body began to scream. He tilted his head with some difficulty, but her red lips fell again.
The aroma of wine filled his mouth, and his already heavy breathing became more rapid.
As if eager to prove something, she grabbed his collar tightly and kissed his lips harshly.
Gu Nianchen's body stiffened.
It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel anything. Her body pressed against his arms, almost to the point of a perfect fit. The softness of her chest pressed against his, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.
this...
Maybe it was rare to see her take such an active role, or maybe he had been abstaining from sex for so long that a kiss made his body a little out of control. Even with the slightest touch, he felt desire somewhere under him scream.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her delicate face so close, his breathing tightened, and after a moment's hesitation he covered her small red lips, and they both fell into the sofa in the living room.