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Chapter 13: Deception

  "I'm already married." Gu Xiyan's words successfully stunned a group of sisters, leaving them dazed and foolish.

  "I've been married, five years ago." Gu Xiyan sat up, adding a sentence that wasn't very kind.

  "What?" The first to react was Feng Bixiao, who also had a boyfriend. She suddenly shouted and took two steps forward, grabbing Cuxiuyan's... shoulder and shaking it violently.

  "Bixiao, I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy." Gu Xiyuan didn't expect Feng Bixiao's strength to be so great, her head was spinning with pain.

  Lile Ting also knew Feng Biwei had passed by and quickly pulled open her hand.

  She scratched her head, and with a hint of embarrassment, she smiled faintly. Her eyes sparkled slightly as she turned to ask in disbelief: "Xiyan, are you kidding me? You look like you're only a few years old... were you even an adult five years ago?"

  Gu Xiyan looked at Feng Bixiao, then glanced at the others. It was clear that the few people who had come back to their senses all had the same words written in their eyes - I don't believe it!

  Helpless, Gu Xiyan nodded firmly and said, "It's true, five years ago I was 21, now I'm 26."

  "Whoa, 26?" Feng Bixiao looked at Gu Xiyuan with a gaze as if she was looking at a monster: "Xiyuan, no matter how I look at it, you seem to be at most 21 or 22 years old. Are you kidding us sisters?" A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes, and Feng Bixiao almost didn't interrogate her with a knife.

  Gu Xiyan didn't directly refute him either. She took her backpack over and rummaged through it for a while before pulling out an ID card.

  Throw your ID card in the direction of Feng Weiming and the problem is solved.

  "Heavens! Xiyan, how do you take care of yourself?" Feng Bixiao sat down on Gu Xiyan's bed without any courtesy, a pair of eyes filled with curiosity fixed tightly on Gu Xiyan's skin.

  With a snort, Gu Xiyan said in a warm voice: "Bi Wei, my face is almost pierced by your stare. And, my skin quality is like this, as for maintenance and all that, I really haven't paid attention."

  She gave Gu Xiyan a disdainful look, and suddenly Feng Bixiao used her index finger to lift up Gu Xiyan's chin: "Little thing, are you going to tell sister that you're naturally beautiful, so that sister will be envious, jealous, and can't help but stare?"

  "Bixiao, I didn't mean it that way. Besides, you're younger than me, so you should be the one calling me sister." Gu Xiyuan explained, while also moving back a bit to avoid Feng Bixiao's finger.

  "Alright, Bi Wei, don't you think we should ask some more interesting questions since Xi Yan said she's already married?" Zheng Ying Shi asked with a smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

  "Ying Shi, what do you want to ask?" The elegant Liu Hui was perplexed.

  "Xian, tell me about your first time with that person from your family." Zheng Ying Shi also didn't beat around the bush.

  Zheng Ying's poem ended, Feng Biwei immediately stood up and echoed: "I like this question, Xiyan, do you know what to do?"

  Gu Xiyan would never let them get away with it, she fell silent for a moment before speaking in a firm tone: "Ying Shi, Bi Wei, I'm sorry, this is personal and private, I have the right to refuse to answer."

  Feng Bixiao didn't give up and wanted to ask more questions. Luckily, Lai Leting, who was standing beside her, saw that Gu Xiyuan really didn't want to say anything, so she intervened to stop Feng Bixiao: "Bixiao, let's not pry into the private life of a couple; after all, it's their personal business."

  Lile Ting spoke with some weight in the dormitory, and Feng Biwei quieted down as soon as she heard it.

  The atmosphere suddenly became awkward!

  Zheng Ying Shi suddenly became cautious and softened her tone, saying: "Xi Yan, okay, let's not discuss this issue anymore. Just tell me where you and your husband had your first time, that's not so private, right? You say it, and we'll each go back to sleep!"

  Zheng Ying's proposal was supported by her sisters in the dormitory. This is indeed not private, usually isn't it all done on the bed?!

  "After a few turns of inner turmoil, she finally stuttered: 'On the bus.'"

  It has to be said that Gu Xiyan's answer was beyond the expectation of everyone in the dormitory. However, with Zheng Yingyi's previous suggestion, several people did not make any comments and went to bed to rest.

  Gu Xiyan also hid under the quilt.

  The dormitory was warm, and after an afternoon of training, it would be a lie to say that she wasn't tired. In the past few days, Gu Xiyan must have gone to bed early. However, at this moment, looking up at the top bunk, Gu Xiyan couldn't sleep, and instead, the topic from earlier had disrupted her calm mind. Scenes from the past surged out of the depths of her heart.

  One year and two months ago——

  It was night, the Beijing lawyers' annual meeting was held. As a well-known gold medal lawyer, Iron Mouth Divine Debate, Shang Xi Qi naturally also attended.

  Gu Xiyan did not intend to participate in this annual meeting, so the one who accompanied Shang Qi to the annual meeting was Mu Xiao Xiao, who worked with him at Hengyuan Law Firm.

  She received a call from another lawyer saying that something had happened with Shang Yi and she needed to rush over to the New Year's party venue. At this time, Gu Xiyan glanced at the electronic clock on the wall, 10:00 PM sharp.

  When he saw Shang Qi, he was somewhat unsteady on his feet. Mu Xiao wanted to support him, but he was resolutely refused by him.

  The moment Gu Xiyan appeared, she sensed Mu Xiao's gaze on her - unreserved jealousy, and even resentment. Unaware that she was only there to pick up her husband, and what made Mu Xiao reveal this posture as if facing a great enemy, Gu Xiyan walked directly to Shang Yueqi's side.

  In the noisy venue, Shang Qi suddenly leaned in close to her. As he held her, his strong presence was as if he wanted to embed her into his own body. Gu Xiyan could feel his scorching and urgent breath brushing against her earlobe, and because she wasn't used to such intimacy, her earlobes slightly flushed red.

  She didn't think much of it, assuming that Shang Qi had simply drunk too much and couldn't hold his liquor. But what she didn't know was that Shang Qi had a reputation in their circle as 'Ten Thousand Cups Without Falling'.

  After a hasty greeting, Gu Xiyan followed Shang Yuekai to the direction of his car. The car was parked in the outdoor parking lot, not far away. Along the way, Shang Yuekai's breathing became faster and faster, and Gu Xiyan could even feel the scorching temperature emanating from his body.

  "Are you okay?" Gu Xiyan could hardly bear his weight, his footsteps seemed to be floating, and his body was pressing down on Gu Xiyan more and more.

  "Hmm." He muttered in response.

  After getting in the car, Gu Xiyan knew that he was not in a suitable state to drive. For a moment, she also didn't know what to do. The people at the venue were all unfamiliar to her, but now in this situation, if not, should she go borrow a driver?

  Gu Xiyan had an idea in her mind, and just as she was about to get off the bus to ask for help, Shang Qi suddenly pulled her back. The car door closed with a 'bang'.

  Everything that happened afterwards was really... a chaotic dream.

  Gu Xiyan couldn't understand why things had turned out this way. They had clearly agreed to be a contractual couple, not interfering with each other's emotional freedom, so how could he force her?

  "Let me go..." At that time, Gu Xiyan pounded him, pushed him, and tried to escape, but ultimately couldn't break free from his iron-like arms.

  Tears wet her cheeks, and her hair was also disheveled from struggling.

  She had cried and shouted, and the despair in her heart was growing. Her silly tearful appearance was really pitiful.

  A sense of inexplicable sorrow in her heart, she didn't even know how many times she muttered to herself "I don't love you, I don't love you, how could you do this? I don't want you..."

  "Sorry..." The last bit of sanity forced him to stop at the critical moment, and his apologetic voice was low and hoarse.

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