Chapter 22: Moving On My Own

Back at the villa, Jiang Mi lingered at the back, watching the man walking ahead. She couldn’t help but call out.

“Gu Chuan.”

The tall, stern man acted as if he hadn’t heard her, continuing his steps without pause.

Jiang Mi’s eyes flickered with mischief, and a soft murmur escaped her red lips, “Oh no~ I twisted my ankle.”

Gu Chuan instantly turned his head to check her ankle.

Cheng Lin, hearing Jiang Mi’s delicate cry, was startled. It was the perfect moment to showcase his boyfriend skills!

Just as he was about to speak, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a delicate figure leap into the tall, stern man’s arms.

Cheng Lin’s mouth twitched, “Mimi, didn’t you say you twisted your ankle?”

“Yes, I did twist my ankle,” Jiang Mi replied, leaning her soft body into the man’s chest, her face pressing against his firm, warm chest as she blinked slyly, “I twisted it right into your arms.”

Gu Chuan lowered his lashes, his sharp, cold gaze landing on the playful black mole near her eye. His throat tightened, “Miss, stop fooling around.”

Jiang Mi pouted, “I’m not. I really twisted my ankle. If you don’t believe me, check it out.”

Gu Chuan raised an eyebrow slightly, neither confirming nor denying her claim, but instead changed the topic, “Did you twist it at the amusement park?”

His cold, deep voice was tinged with jealousy.

Jiang Mi’s eyes curved even more, her beautiful eyes sparkling with tiny flecks of light, her voice soft and sweet.

“Yep! When you go to the amusement park with someone you dislike, you twist your ankle. But if you go with someone you like, you don’t.”

The icy, violent aura surrounding the man dissipated with the night breeze. He gently wrapped his arms around the girl’s soft waist, his voice laced with a smile, “Stand up straight.”

“I don’t want to.” Jiang Mi said stubbornly, rubbing against the man’s chest, marveling at how firm it was!

Gu Chuan felt a tickle in his heart as she rubbed against him. His large hand almost lost control, nearly squeezing her soft waist, “Be good, stop messing around.”

Jiang Mi was stunned. Did she just imagine it, or did Gu Chuan really tell her to be good…

But the next second, the others couldn’t hold back anymore and started speaking up.

“Brother Chuan, could you please take your hand off Mimi’s waist when you tell her to stop messing around?” Cheng Lin grumbled.

“Mimi, could you at least act like you twisted your ankle? You’re smiling like a flower,” Lu Yu couldn’t help but tease.

Fu Li adjusted his glasses, “Whoever wins next week should do a good deed.”

Chen Wanruo also chuckled, “It seems we’ve all reached a consensus.”

With Bai Ruoruo staying behind to care for Shen Mingxuan at the hospital, the rest had returned, each making a comment that surprisingly left Jiang Mi a bit embarrassed, momentarily forgetting about that “be good.”

Gu Chuan’s dark eyes flashed with a quick, faint smile, which disappeared so quickly that no one noticed.

Following Lu Yu and the others into the villa, only Jiang Mi and Gu Chuan were left outside. A gust of night wind made Jiang Mi shiver.

“Are you cold?” Gu Chuan asked.

“A little, let’s go inside,” Jiang Mi said, taking a few steps before realizing she was supposed to have twisted her ankle.

“Ahem, my ankle hurts so much, Gu Chuan-ge, can you carry me back?” Jiang Mi turned around, batting her eyes pitifully.

Gu Chuan’s lips tugged up slightly, “Walk on your own.”

With that, he turned and went inside.

Jiang Mi followed behind, muttering under her breath, “Cold-hearted man.”

Gu Chuan turned back, his gaze dangerous, “What did you say?”

Jiang Mi’s eyes lit up, quickly catching up to him and grabbing his sleeve, her voice sweet and compliant, “Nothing, I think I might have bruised my back on the roller coaster.”

Gu Chuan stopped in his tracks.

Jiang Mi licked her red lips, pulling Gu Chuan into the nearest lounge.

With a bang, the door closed heavily.

Neither of them turned on the light switch that was within reach. The faint moonlight filtered in through the window, softening the darkness.

Jiang Mi’s back pressed against the cold door, her chest pressed against the man’s hot, firm chest.

He spoke, his hot, restrained breath brushing against the tender nape of her neck.

“Miss, you get hurt playing with other men at the amusement park, then come back and ask me for a massage?”

Jiang Mi rested her forehead against his broad shoulder, her voice trembling slightly, “I barely talked to him. There’s a live replay; you can watch it.”

The man scoffed coldly, “Not interested.”

Jiang Mi bit her lip, but couldn’t stop the smile from breaking through, her voice softening, “Gu Chuan-ge, don’t be jealous.”

“Jealous?”

“Yeah.”

Jiang Mi’s voice turned soft and slightly aggrieved, “You were so harsh just now, like you were interrogating me for being an unfaithful woman.”

Gu Chuan’s body stiffened. He then released her waist as if he was about to leave.

But in the next second, Jiang Mi’s soft arm wrapped around his neck, her sultry voice enticing him.

“But I’m really well-behaved. If you don’t believe me, you can check.”

“Check what?”

They were so close that she could feel the vibration of his chest as he spoke.

Her knees nearly gave way, and her voice quivered with a seductive tone.

“Check if there are any marks left by other men on my body.”

Bang!

A thud sounded.

It was hard to tell if it was the man’s pounding heart or something clumsily knocked over by Cheng Lin outside.

“Where are Brother Chuan and Mimi?”

“Haven’t seen them. Maybe they’re still outside in the cold wind.”

“It’s empty out there. Where could they be?”

“They’re probably having a private moment. Why do you care so much?”

“I’m just jealous. Mimi goes on a date with Shen Mingxuan during the day and then sneaks off with Gu Chuan at night. When will she finally pay some attention to me?”

Inside the small, cramped room, the man’s deep, hoarse voice echoed.

“Cheng Lin is asking you—when will you pay attention to him?”

The perfect mood had been completely ruined by Cheng Lin’s loud mouth. Jiang Mi gritted her teeth, “He doesn’t stand a chance. In this lifetime, I’m only paying attention to one person.”

Gu Chuan sneered, “Shen Mingxuan?”

“I don’t like…”

【Mimi, your character! The persona of being infatuated with Shen Mingxuan must not collapse!】

Jiang Mi’s smile faltered.

The noise from outside gradually quieted down as everyone went to their rooms, leaving the air still, with only the man’s increasingly heavy breathing filling the space.

Jiang Mi gently nuzzled his shoulder, her voice soft with a hint of complaint, “Someone is forcing me.”

The statement was vague and cryptic.

But Gu Chuan seemed to understand.

His deep, stern voice was laced with an overwhelming sense of danger.

Deep down, Jiang Mi’s subconscious felt a chill, as if something had just narrowly escaped a crisis.

Jiang Mi blinked her beautiful eyes and, instead of answering Gu Chuan directly, she coyly pleaded, “For all the upcoming games, try your best to win and then choose me for the dates?”

Gu Chuan chuckled softly, “If I remember correctly, you were the one who said you’d pursue me, but now you want me to take the initiative to win date opportunities.”

Jiang Mi softly hummed, then suddenly grabbed his strong arm, pushing herself up on her toes, her red lips almost brushing against his ear.

Her voice was trembling and sultry, enough to stir anyone’s heart.

“When I catch up to you, I’ll move on my own~”