“I’ll give you the title of Mrs. Gu, but don’t even think about anything else.” What the hell? He’s my man—why can’t I kiss him, hug him, and lift him up? After being reborn, she humiliated her enemies and climbed her way up to the most powerful man in Li City. That trashy sister wants to rise to fame? She can dream! Watch her use her power to crush her in a heartbeat. That sleazy guy trying to pull strings through family connections? Hmph! No way—not a chance. After the wedding, her husband remained aloof and dignified, refusing to give in. Watch as she coaxes him with every trick in the book. Gu Mochen has nowhere to retreat. Since his wife is taking the initiative, he’ll reluctantly accept everything she offers—if he doesn’t give himself to her now, wouldn’t that be a terrible injustice to her?
Chapter 473: A-Sheng, Don’t Reject Me… [Part 1] When Gu Sheng hurried over, she saw two figures fighting—one of them was Wen Siyu. The other figure—that tall, imposing silhouette—was so familiar that even though the light had dimmed slightly, she could recognize him instantly. “Stop fighting! Stop it! Stop fighting!” Gu Sheng shouted, putting an end to their childish behavior. Gu Mochen’s whole body trembled at the sound of Gu Sheng’s voice, and he immediately stopped. Looking at the person before him, whom he hadn’t seen in days, his longing for her knew no bounds. He stepped forward and pulled Gu Sheng into his arms, giving her no chance to refuse. The force of his embrace made her shoulders ache. Even the hands holding her trembled slightly, and a dampness began to spread through her hair. For a moment, Gu Sheng didn’t know how to react. Seeing Gu Mochen like this, how could she bear to push him away? She wanted to wrap her arms around him, but they hung limply at her sides. Only she could sense the tension and agitation coursing through Gu Mochen’s body. “A-Sheng… A-Sheng… A-Sheng…” Gu Mochen kept calling Gu Sheng’s name over and over, saying nothing else from start to finish. She didn’t know when it had started, but Gu Sheng had become his salvation. Life without Gu Sheng was so unbearable that his temper had become volatile and impossible to suppress. His composure and poise had vanished. He didn’t dare come find her, nor did he want to give himself any free time. Because whenever the night grew deep and quiet, his longing for Gu Sheng would drive him to the brink of madness. Without Gu Sheng, he had no heart for work; he could only throw himself into planning their wedding, pretending that Gu Sheng was always there, always there. “Chen, don’t do this…” Gu Sheng gently pushed him, trying to get him to let go. But the choked-up sound in her voice startled even her. It turned out that, without her realizing it, tears had long since blurred her vision. Gu Sheng blinked hard, trying to make out his features, to see clearly that handsome face she longed for. But no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t see clearly. “A-Sheng, I love you—I love you so, so much. Don’t leave me…” In that moment, Gu Mochen was utterly humble, humbled to the dust. Gu Sheng couldn’t utter a single word; she tried so hard not to let her sobs escape, yet tears fell like rain. “A-Sheng, will you come back with me?” Gu Mochen gently cupped her face. His deep eyes fixed on her, so earnest and full of love. But Gu Sheng couldn’t see clearly; even though he was right before her eyes, everything remained a blur. Gu Sheng reached out and frantically wiped away her tears. Her eyes were rubbed raw and red, yet she still couldn’t see clearly. Gu Mochen sensed something was wrong and grabbed her hand. “A Sheng, what are you doing? Your eyes are all red—stop rubbing them.” “Chen, I want to see you clearly. Why are you so far away from me?” Gu Sheng said softly. Hearing Gu Sheng say this, Gu Mochen’s heart tightened; he could already imagine what was happening. Qi Yan had warned him before he arrived that A Sheng’s condition would only get worse—he just hadn’t expected it to have reached this point. Gu Mochen’s heart ached deeply, but seeing Gu Sheng like this, he felt powerless. “A-Sheng, come home with me. Let’s get married. No matter what happens, as long as we’re together, that’s all that matters.” Gu Mochen rested his forehead against hers, and the two leaned against each other, their fear mirroring one another’s. But Gu Sheng could barely bear the intensity of his emotions; her consciousness slowly slipped away, and she collapsed into his arms.
