Chapter 147 - 147: Jealous of Each Other and Acting Coquettishly

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Gu Qingcheng was restrained in the arms of Huo Sicheng and did not struggle.

She was worried that struggling would cause his wound to reopen.

Facing the furious Huo Sicheng, she felt jealous and upset.

He was angry with her for “White Moonlight” Renilla’s sake, but she was worried about struggling and hurting his wound.

She found it ridiculous.

“I thought this was a restaurant.” She laughed, her eyes curved with a charming smile, “Of course, you should leave after having a good meal. Does Mr. Huo want to charge me for the meal? How much do you want, I’ll pay.” Huo Sicheng struggled to control his anger.

He was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to contain his anger towards Gu Qingcheng and end up strangling her!

He had hopes for her.

But she was a heartless and ruthless woman!

What good things could he expect to hear from her?

And she had the nerve to laugh.

A restaurant?

His home was her home, yet she treated it like a restaurant!

He couldn’t fathom what Qi Shaoze had done to her to make her so eager to return to Jiangcheng and see him.

When she was sick, it was him, Huo Sicheng, who was by her side.

When she was hurt, it was still him, Huo Sicheng, who stood beside her.

Had Qi Shaoze ever cared for her beyond intentionally flaunting their affection in the public eye?

She, the woman who couldn’t appreciate kindness!

She couldn’t distinguish who treated her well and who had ulterior motives; she was blind to it all!

With her pride and her stubborn mouth, she would admit to things she hadn’t done. If it weren’t for his understanding of her, others would have misunderstood her long ago.

Her character was a puzzle. She could make him adore her when she was good, and make him wish to shatter her pride when she wasn’t.

He laughed, exasperated.

He laughed at himself for caring so much about Gu Qingcheng’s personality when he clearly knew what kind of person she was.

Back when she was Qin Jun’s girlfriend, he had never thought of himself as petty.

Since she married him and became his wife, he not only became petty but also soaked in jealousy every day. He still couldn’t get out of it.

Did she have to drown him in this jealousy before she would stop?

This infuriating woman!

Gu Qingcheng stared in astonishment as Huo Sicheng burst into laughter.

He laughed, a laugh filled with helplessness and bitterness, causing a twinge in her heart and a pang of pain.

She liked it when Huo Sicheng laughed.

His smile was like the bright moon, gentle and affectionate.

But right now, she didn’t want him to smile.

His smile was so sorrowful, filled with pain.

Renilla was his moonlight, his “White Moonlight”. As his wife, to spare him embarrassment, she chose to leave and pretend nothing happened, even though it meant hurting herself and giving him face.

She didn’t understand why he would wear such a smile.

He was still laughing, a laugh that felt like a blunt knife twisting her heart, making her unable to bear it any longer. She lifted her hand and cupped his handsome face.

To hell with his “White Moonlight.”

To hell with his Renilla.

She and Huo Sicheng were lawfully wedded spouses, so why should she back down?

Even if Huo Sicheng was a scoundrel, he was her scoundrel. Back when DI Sisi was around, she didn’t back down, so why should she make way for Renilla?

She kissed his thin lips, not allowing him to laugh, not allowing him to feel this sad.

She would love him, and make him smile happily and affectionately again.

Huo Sicheng’s body stiffened as Gu Qingcheng’s tender lips kissed him.

Her lips were soft, sweet, comforting him with a delicate touch as if trying to soothe the pain within him.

All his anger and pain vanished in an instant as she kissed him.

Contentment.

He was such a simple person, swinging from being infuriated by her one moment to being completely consumed by her in the next.

He lifted his hand, gripping the back of her head, his kiss turning fierce and dominant, shifting from passivity to control.

Gu Qingcheng’s body trembled slightly, experiencing Huo Sicheng’s kiss that invaded her. Her hands instinctively clung to his neck.

All their anger and complicated emotions merged in this kiss, vanishing into thin air.

The once fierce Huo Sicheng and assertive Gu Qingcheng, under her dominating and assertive kiss, had their anger dissipate.

Their hearts raced for each other at this close distance, and all the fury and jealousy were obliterated by this kiss.

Emotion stirred, and so did the heart.

To be moved emotionally was to be moved in the heart, a feeling both beautiful and ineffable.

As the air grew thin and the atmosphere heated up, Huo Sicheng finally released Gu Qingcheng.

He looked at her swollen, cherry-red lips that he had just kissed, feeling both tender and distressed. His face turned cold, “You think that by kissing me first, I’ll let you off the hook?”

Gu Qingcheng held onto Huo Sicheng’s neck, her expression coy and her eyes filled with allure. Her voice was sweet and tender, “Then don’t let me off the hook.’

Huo Sicheng’s body was hot beyond measure. He raised his hand, tugging at his tie, and gripped the little hand that had ignited a fire in him, then bit it lightly.

He felt her tremble slightly, which strangely pleased him.

“I scolded you because you asked for it,” his voice was as low and resonant as a cello, “Who asked you to talk nonsense all the time?”

“Where did I talk nonsense?” Gu Qingcheng blushed, looking at Huo Sicheng with a mixture of coyness and pouting. “You got mad for “White Moonlight” Renilla, and she asked you to stand up for her. I admit it willingly, to spare you the trouble of being caught in the middle between us.”

She added with a hint of bitterness and grievance, “How could I compare to your White Moonlight’s position in your heart? I know my place. Admitting it is better than having a big fight between us.”

“Besides, I’m too lazy to argue with you. At most, we can have a fight. For things that can be solved with force, I’d rather not strain my vocal cords. Talking too much makes me thirsty, and you won’t even give me water to drink when I’m thirsty.”

Huo Sicheng’s eyes displayed a trace of helplessness, displeased by Gu Qingcheng’s wild thoughts and words.

She was his treasured one; she wasn’t on the same level as someone like Renilla.

Moreover, if he didn’t give her water, it was her own fault. How could she blame him for it?

As his woman, she didn’t return home and instead stayed at Qi Shaoze’s house at night.

A single man and a single woman—how could she feel at ease with that?

“Who said Renilla is my “White Moonlight”?” He half scolded and half indulged, “Your mind is constantly wandering.”

Gu Qingcheng froze, then asked Huo Sicheng, “Isn’t Renilla your “White Moonlight”?”