Gu Huai had been busy with an important art exhibition this month, and it was almost midnight when he returned home.

The light in the room was on, and Yan Chen was still awake. He was half lying on the bed and looking at the screen of his laptop analyzing his company’s bonds and capital reserves.

Gu Huai couldn’t bear the sight of him bringing his work back, so he walked over and closed his laptop directly.

“It’s too late, sleep first and look at it tomorrow.”

Yan Chen frowned almost invisibly. He didn’t really like Gu Huai’s acting on his own initiative, but he also didn’t say anything.

Gu Huai sensed it and lay down beside him, “Has the company been busy with business lately?”

Yan Chen’s expression was bland, “Generally.”

Last time, the three hundred million project was not finalized due to the intervention of the opposite company, which made him a bit upset.

Gu Huai moved over and pinched the space between his eyebrows for him and kissed his face.

Yan Chen sideways encircled his waist and kissed him with his lips, his hands domineering yet gently caressing his skin with familiar movements.

Gu Huai closed his eyes and experienced it wholeheartedly.

Yan Chen was very caring, deeply afraid of hurting him.

Gu Huai paid great attention to hygiene, and it didn’t last long after it was done, he got up and went to the bathroom to clean up.

Yan Chen lay on the bed, feeling a little unfulfilled, and turned on the TV.

Looking at the screen, he thought of Ye Mu.

That man looked uninterested in self-indulgence, but actually he was not what it seemed and was extremely ecstatic. There was no need to worry about anything when doing things with that person. Just fck to your heart’s content and it was not a problem to do it five or six times a night.

Although he said that he despised Ye Mu from the bottom of his heart, he had to admit that this man was surprisingly sexy when he fcked him on the bed.

This was probably why he could tolerate Ye Mu by his side for eight long years.

A person who only knew how to be a btch around you all day long and whre himself out for free. For someone who took the initiative, free things shouldn’t be declined.

But it was really funny. Did he think that after rejecting himself, he would pay him little more of his attention?

It was simply incurable naiveté.

Gu Huai walked from the side, Yan Chen closed the laptop and hugged him in his arms and kissed him.

A good night’s dream

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Uruk’s candidate remained unchanged until later.

Liu Yi told Ye Mu that they would set off in three days.

Ye Mu nodded, and when he returned to his desk, he took out his phone and searched for recent relevant news over there

Seeing it halfway through, an unfamiliar text message came in.

The content was a very concise few words.

——Where do you live now?

Ye Mu glanced at the sender’s phone number and his eyes flashed.

It turned out that deleting Yan Chen’s contact details before was simply self deception, even if he deleted it ten thousand times, he could still recite this number backwards.

Ye Mu gazed at that text message for a long time, and then, slowly, at an extremely slow pace, dragged it into the trash bin and added this phone number to the blacklist.

After doing this, his heavy breathing eased a little.

This was the first time in eight years that he knew how to refuse.

Yes, as early as that night, he decided to end it.

There shouldn’t be any nostalgia now.

The cheapness he had committed in the past eight years was really enough.

He didn’t want to make the same mistake again.

After Yan Chen sent the text message, he didn’t take it to heart, and was busy with a few things in the company and it was thrown to the back of his mind.

After getting off work, he found out that the other party didn’t reply to his text message. Somewhat in a bad mood, he immediately made a phone call.

But still no one answered.

Frowning, he hung up the call, feeling very annoyed.

Ye Mu had once already played the trick of playing hard to get last time, and this time it wasn’t funny at all.

When Ye Mu went home at night, Yan Chen was waiting in front of his house.

He had his back leaned against the threshold of the door, his attitude indifferent, and his black sweater added a cold, manly touch to him.

Seeing Ye Mu returning home, his expression was cold and sharp, “Have you had enough trouble?”