Chapter 28: I Can Give You What You Want

Han Xuan immediately perked up. "Eight o'clock tonight! I'll pick you up. You decide where to eat!"

"No need."

Gu Chacha refused coldly. "Cloud Mirror Manor. See you at eight."

"Fine!"

The phone buzzed with the disconnection sound, but Han Xuan wasn't upset at all.

No matter how much she pretended, agreeing to have dinner with him meant she had already lost.

In the past, she wouldn't have given him the slightest bit of courtesy.

Having dinner with him? Not even worth considering.

Staring at the hung-up phone, a smug smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Gu Chacha, look at you now.

At eight o'clock that evening, he arrived at Cloud Mirror Manor on time.

Gu Chacha had already booked a private room and was waiting inside.

As he pushed open the door, she sat by the table, wearing a moon-white dress.

Seeing him, she gave a faint nod. "I didn't know what you liked, so I just ordered what I enjoy."

He casually picked a few dishes from the menu and then dismissed the waiter.

Tonight wasn't really about eating anyway.

His gaze burned intensely as he stared at Gu Chacha. There was no denying it—Gu Chacha was genuinely stunning.

Her eyes shimmered like liquid light, her skin was snow-white, and her lips were a soft, rosy pink.

She was the top-tier beauty in that delicate flower-girl style.

He liked her. He had liked her since childhood.

Letting out a satisfied sigh, he said, "Chacha, I never thought we'd actually sit down and eat together one day."

Unexpectedly, Gu Chacha smiled sweetly. "When Han Mo and I get married, we'll have plenty of meals together, little brother."

"Ha!"

He let out a sneer. "Chacha, are you really that clueless, or just pretending? Han Mo would happily act like a dog for He Huanhuan. How could he ever marry you?"

Gu Chacha's smile faltered slightly. "He's just temporarily blinded by interests. He'll realize who's truly right for him."

"Is that so?"

Han Xuan raised his phone. "Don't you go online? Han Mo has been kicked out of the company. The person in charge now is me."

Gu Chacha looked at him with a contemptuous smirk. "So what?"

What did it matter if it was him?

He was nothing but a useless fool. When things fell apart, Uncle Han would have no choice but to call Han Mo back.

She wasn't stupid. She knew exactly who to win over.

Han Xuan pouted in displeasure. "You look down on me."

The door was knocked, and a waiter stood respectfully at the entrance, holding the appetizers. "Sir, shall we start serving the dishes?"

He yelled furiously toward the door, "Get out!"

The waiter immediately lowered his head and apologized sincerely. "I'm sorry."

The door closed again, and the disdain on Gu Chacha's face grew even more obvious.

"See? You always embarrass yourself like this."

Losing his temper at the wrong time, every single time—it was truly degrading.

Those words hit a nerve. Han Xuan stood up angrily, strode over to Gu Chacha, and grabbed her chin.

"Gu Chacha, you have no cards left to play. What right do you have to look down on me?"

Gu Chacha let out a sneer. "What I do is none of your business."

His fingers tightened, and his face darkened to the extreme. "Keep pretending. You don't have a drop of the Gu family's blood. What cards could you possibly have? You bastard!"

The blunt insult finally struck a chord in Gu Chacha. She cursed through gritted teeth, "Shut up!"

A provocative grin spread across Han Xuan's lips. "Gu Chacha, since when did you become so naive? Does shutting up change the facts? Can shutting your mouth stop Han Mo from sucking up to He Huanhuan? Can it undo the fact that you've been abandoned? Huh?"

Their gazes clashed in the air, both staring fiercely at each other, neither willing to back down.

"What do you want?" Gu Chacha asked coldly.

Han Xuan grinned broadly. "Don't you think we're perfect for each other? The bastard son and the illegitimate daughter—what a match, right?"

Gu Chacha's expression soured further. "If you don't want to talk properly, I'm leaving."

She was no bastard!

She was the rightful daughter of the Gu family!

"Alright, alright..."

Han Xuan reached out and wiped her lips. "Dear Chacha, why don't you consider me? I've already kicked Han Mo out of the company. All his projects have been halted. He can't stir up trouble anymore."

Gu Chacha sneered. "He still has He Huanhuan. He still has my father."

Old Mr. Gu hadn't chosen his partner yet, so Han Mo wasn't out of the game yet.

"That's why..."

His fingers on her chin grew gentler, more intimate. "We need to be together, Chacha. We have to make sure Dad completely boots Han Mo out, don't you agree?"

Gu Chacha shot him a look of disgust. "You?"

She didn't think her father would ever take Han Xuan seriously, nor did she believe he had the capability to land the East City project.

The contempt in her eyes was unmistakable. Han Xuan's mouth twitched in irritation, but he quickly suppressed it.

Sitting down on the edge of the table, he said, "Chacha, I know you look down on me. But you need to understand one thing: in my father's eyes, I'll always be his favorite son. Han Mo doesn't even come close."

This wasn't just arrogance. Everyone in their circle knew how ruthlessly Han Changyong treated Han Mo.

If it weren't for that, would she ever have agreed to have dinner with him?

Just looking at him made her lose her appetite.

His sleazy fingers gripped tighter, and his revolting face pressed closer to hers. "Chacha, being with Han Mo will only get you money. With me, I can give you shares."

Gu Chacha looked up at him in shock. "Are you insane?"

"Ha ha..."

He laughed openly. "That's my sincerity, Chacha. I'm serious about you."

As long as he could completely drive Han Mo out and secure the East City project, the whole company would be his.

If Gu Chacha was willing to be his woman, giving her a few shares was nothing.

Unlike his cold-hearted father, he was generous with women.

His face moved closer, his voice a tempting lure. "Chacha, aren't you even going to think about me?"

A wave of disgust churned deep inside her, but it was quickly swallowed by a greater greed.

If she could gain control, who would want to beg for money with an open palm?

She blinked, and only delight remained in her eyes. "Han Xuan, it seems I really misjudged you before."

"It's fine. There's still plenty of time for us to get to know each other again..."

The door opened once more, and the waiter asked respectfully, dishes in hand, "Sir, shall I serve the food?"

Before he could finish, the guests inside had already left gracefully.

"Forget it! Keep it all for yourselves!"

He had more important things to do.

In the most bustling district of River City, inside the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.

The moment they entered the room, they were all over each other. Gu Chacha's face flushed as she looked at him. "If you dare to deceive me, you know I'll..."

He kissed her like a madman. "Then kill me."

Then came the relentless closeness—taking over her body, her will, everything.

All that was left was her anxious insistence. "I will."

The neon lights blazed wildly in the city, and in the room, two people with secret motives merged together.

Bound inseparably.