Dominant Marriage: The CEO's Overbearing Love
Chapter 74: She Always Has the Ability to Infuriate Him

Chapter 74 - 74: She Always Has the Ability to Infuriate Him

Shen Yanchen lowered his head, using the dim light to look down at her. Her eyes were fixed on the big cake, and naturally, she was envious.

Who knows how she has spent her birthdays over the years.

"I would like to invite a man who plays a very important role in my life to come on stage and cut the cake with me," Lu Qianwen's voice came through the speakers around the room via the microphone.

There was a gasp from the audience. Although she didn't explicitly state their relationship, everyone was clear that this was almost a confession.

They watched as Lu Qianwen walked down the stage, her gaze fixed tightly on Shen Yanchen, and her steps were unwavering as she walked towards him.

Gu Qimiao felt a mix of emotions, but like everyone else, she moved slightly to the side, revealing Shen Yanchen who was standing behind her.

This small movement didn't escape Shen Yanchen's notice.

Out of spite, he didn't refuse when Lu Qianwen pulled him on stage.

As the two held hands and got on stage, there were screams after screams from the audience.

Gu Qimiao looked away indifferently, clutching his coat sleeve tightly, feeling as if someone was cutting her heart bit by bit, and she was powerless to stop it.

She really hated herself like this. She, who never chased after vanity, now began to think, if she had such a background, and if she were a healthy, normal girl, would the ending between him and her be different?

Shen Yanchen stood next to her, the host lit the candles, the room lights turned off, and only the light from a few candles shone.

The host led them in a birthday song, and the audience joined in singing.

Gu Qimiao couldn't help but glance at him, only to find his gaze meeting hers. She quickly looked away, belatedly clapping along with those beside her, half-heartedly mouthing the words of the song.

As Lu Qianwen made a wish and blew out the candles, Shen Yanchen stood behind her, holding her hand to cut the cake. Lu Qianwen's joy was unconcealed, her smile reaching her face.

But Shen Yanchen, standing behind her, kept his gaze on Gu Qimiao, who was standing there in a daze.

She doesn't like him, yet he still hoped that she would be jealous for him. He suddenly felt that his spiteful actions were laughable.

The cake was shared among the guests, and Gu Qimiao felt it was probably the most tasteless cake she had ever eaten.

Everyone was smearing cream everywhere, but she walked out of the hall alone. The night wind was very cold, and she pulled her coat tighter around her, imagining that he was holding her from behind, just like how he held Lu Qianwen to cut the cake on stage...

"Ding—Ding—" The phone in her bag rang. Gu Qimiao took it out to see that it was Gu Moming calling.

"Moming?"

On the other end, his voice lacked its usual energy, "I have a cold, can you get some medicine for me?"

"A cold? Is it serious? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

He sounded weak, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak, "Come over and I'll tell you."

He usually drags out a small cold, and wouldn't call this late unless he was feeling really terrible.

Thinking that she was also a bit out of place staying here, she put away her phone and went back into the hall. She looked around and saw a man smoking on the outdoor balcony. The wind blew his thin shirt and dispersed the smoke around him.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Shen Yanchen turned his head to look. Seeing it was Gu Qimiao, he discreetly put out his cigarette and used his eyes to ask her what was the matter.

"I want to leave first..."

He was about to say "Let's go together" but the next words took away that chance.

"Moming is sick, he just called me. I need to go check on him."

His expression became even colder, his gaze fixed on the distance, and he responded indifferently with an "Mm."

Seeing that he seemed unwilling to talk to her, Gu Qimiao lowered her eyes, took off the coat she was wearing, and handed it back to him, "...your coat."

"You plan to leave like this? Are you afraid men won't notice you?"

She always had a way of making him incredibly angry.