Can We Say No to Divorce?-Chapter 621 - 382: No End in Sight
When he doesn’t speak, his eyes are especially deep, making it impossible to see the end. Men from the Gu Family all have such eyes.
At this moment, the indescribable things in his eyes include pity, love, and an inability to let go.
He just doesn’t speak, only looking at her like this.
No matter how she glares at him or calls his name, he remains the same.
Ji Su lost her patience, biting her lip: "Gu Yucheng, are you annoying? We’ve already broken up, what are you doing..."
However, the more she spoke, the closer Gu Yucheng moved towards her, until there was only about a centimeter of distance between them.
His breath, uniquely a blend of cool, deep, and elusive fragrances, was the scent Ji Su knew best, hovering right by the tip of her nose, seemingly about to land but not quite making it.
Suddenly, Ji Su found herself unable to continue speaking. She realized that all her feigned strength was child’s play in front of Gu Yucheng.
She didn’t dare to move; she didn’t even know what this man was planning to do next. All she could hear was her own intense heartbeat.
Gu Yucheng’s eyes were fixed on her, and after she truly calmed down, he didn’t kiss her. He really did want to have a serious talk with her today, as he was always a man with self-control.
Even though at this moment, seeing her clearly scared yet stubbornly pretending to be strong, she was so frail, delicate, and adorable, he found it impossible to let go. He still wanted to overpower her fiercely, to hear her crying and pleading by his ear...
"Ji Su, shall we talk?" his voice was low.
Ji Su clenched her teeth in annoyance at him. Clearly, he was oppressing her forcefully and dominantly, yet he still asked for her consent, leaving her no room to refuse.
"Talk," she said one word.
"Good!" Gu Yucheng responded with one word, yet it carried a hint of doting.
Ji Su was not in the mood for his affection. She pushed him away with one hand, then strode towards the sofa, her steps slightly unsteady.
This unsteadiness, whether it was induced by his presence or due to the physical toll of pregnancy, she wasn’t sure.
Gu Yucheng put his hands in his pockets, appearing relaxed, but internally he was anything but at ease. It was clear that Ji Su didn’t care much about this child, making today’s negotiation likely very difficult.
But no matter how difficult, he had to continue.
Gu Yucheng took a deep breath, sat down next to the sofa, picked up the cigarette box from the table, but eventually put it down again since second-hand smoke is harmful to pregnant women.
He poured a glass of warm water for Ji Su and then gazed at her small face, trying to keep his tone as gentle as possible: "What are your thoughts about the child?"
"It’s mine alone, it has nothing to do with you!" Ji Su replied with a very firm tone.
Gu Yucheng’s eyes stared at her as her small chin rose slightly in defiance, "Ji Su, when you say that, you really make me think you’re still that naive girl at seventeen who hadn’t comprehended the knowledge of sexuality from me!"
Ji Su’s face flushed. She had loved him then, boldly, even before she turned eighteen.
Women are like that; the younger and more in love, the bolder.
But now, she was already past her thirtieth birthday and was no longer foolishly in love with any man!
"I apologize for what I said back then!" Gu Yucheng said, "This is my child, Ji Su, and I am responsible."
Ji Su grabbed the ashtray nearby and hurled it at Gu Yucheng. He couldn’t dodge in time, and it hit his shoulder directly, scattering cigarette butts and ashes all over his expensive shirt.
Ji Su felt she could no longer communicate with Gu Yucheng through words, so without a second thought, she just picked up the ashtray and threw it at him!
His child? He wants to take responsibility?
Hearing these words, Ji Su became furious, threw the ashtray at him, and still, he sat there as steady as Mount Tai, his eyes still fixed on her.
Ji Su was utterly frustrated with Gu Yucheng’s experience and composure, his sarcasm was cold and merciless, and his steadiness resembled that of Mount Tai when he played his tricks.
"Gu Yucheng, who do you think you are? Why do you think you can take responsibility? Do I, Ji Su, need you to take responsibility?" Ji Su shouted loudly.
