Duanxin CEO: Hot Wife Arrogant As Fire

Chapter 4 I Don't Like Women Touching Me
Gong Muliang originally didn't like noisy environments, but when his friends returned, he forced them to come out and get together.

I thought it was just drinking and chatting, but I never expected to see her here.

Mind, indescribably complicated.

The scene where she rejected herself seemed to have happened just yesterday.

"Gong Muliang, I'm sure I like you, and I'm sure I'll be happy with you. But I can't let go of my music, I'm going to study."

"What if the price of further study is me?"

He really just wanted to know whether he was more important than her future in this woman's heart.

Unexpectedly, the woman gave him an annoyed look, turned around and left without saying a word.

And on the headlines of the news the next day, she was seen with a smile on her face, intimately holding the arm of an international cellist, and solemnly introducing it to all the media.

"This is my boyfriend, the kind of relationship on the premise of marriage."

The memories stopped there, Gong Muliang frowned even tighter, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his dark eyes looked around the audience.

But when everyone was dumbfounded, he suddenly got up.

"I still have something to do, let's take a step first, let's get together another day!"

The woman stood up forcefully, still smiling, and picked up the two glasses of wine in front of her.

"Mu Liang, I was young and reckless back then, and I did many things wrong. It is definitely impossible to do it all over again now. But don't you accept this glass of apology wine?"

Gong Muliang frowned, hesitated for a moment, suppressed his annoyance for a moment, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

His eyes flashed across her face quickly, without staying, but looking at the two friends.

"I'll go first."

He nodded at them, turned and left.

Crisp, neat, not sloppy at all.

"Mu Liang."

There was a flash of light in her eyes, she bit her bright red lips, and the woman chased after him unwillingly.

Back then, she could make Gong Muliang fall in love with her, and she can do the same now.

Especially, hearing them say that Mu Liang hasn't had a girlfriend for so many years, maybe he's just waiting for him!
Gong Muliang looked irritably at the woman standing in front of him, staring at him with a pair of affectionate eyes, her brows were raised together, and a big pimple was formed between her brows.

"Mu Liang, are you really so heartless that you don't even want to see me?"

"I see you."

The man spoke plainly, still cherishing words like gold.

The woman's eyes were shining brightly, and her face was full of joy.

"Back then, I hated you for persecuting me like that. Everything was not true."

The woman holds the man's arm tightly with both hands, but it can be removed at will.

"Sorry, I don't like women touching me."

The plain and straightforward statement is like a bolt from the blue.

The woman's eyes were wide open, she looked at each other in disbelief, her breath was short of breath, but she still forced a smile.

The crystal clear teardrops rolled in the eye sockets, the pale face, the biting lips, and the appearance of wanting to cry made him even more lovable.

"Mu Liang, don't you want to give me a chance? I know you're still angry, and I know you can't forget me."

The woman spoke with a look of affection.

The man frowned, and cast a gloomy glance at her, his eyes were cold, heartless, and even slightly contemptuous and mocking.

The footsteps froze, the voice disappeared, and the woman raised her eyes in disbelief.

But the man took two steps back coldly, with obvious disgust on his face.

"Goodbye."

Gong Muliang nodded reservedly, quickly turned around and left without changing his eyes.

The woman took a deep breath, gritted her molars hard, clenched her fingers, and her voice was tight.

Thinking of the powder that just spilled from the gap between her nails, her face changed suddenly, she smiled, moved her lotus steps lightly, and walked forward slowly.

That face was full of determination and confidence in targeting the prey.

"Gong Muliang, I want to see how you escaped from my grasp this time."

Xia Moying went downstairs dripping wet, because there were cameras in the elevator, she had to carefully avoid all the cameras as much as possible and leave the hotel.

This undoubtedly brought great difficulty to her.

The clamoring heat and numbness in her body could no longer be suppressed, she could only tear the wound on her leg again and again, trying to use the pain to ease her concentration.

People like them cherish their feathers the most. An embarrassing scandal can ruin half or even a lifetime of hard work.

And she, although there are a lot of negative news now, she doesn't want to see another one about herself on the headlines tomorrow.

Climbing down the stairs with limp hands and feet, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were dull, and she leaned against the wall panting, every breath was filled with hot breath.

After a few breaths, the feeling made her rational strings tense again, and the strange sound made her scalp tingle, she closed her eyes and pressed her fingers hard on her wound.

In an instant, bright red blood flowed out, and the slight pain stimulated her nerves. Her pupils shrank and she gasped for air.

It is safest for her to return to her own place now.

Her hands and feet were limp, as if she was stepping on cotton, but she continued to move forward firmly. At the corner of the stairs when she climbed down, she slammed into a hard object, holding it tightly with her hands for support.

His fingers moved slightly, but he heard a heavy muffled grunt from the man. The man moved his feet and kicked forward fiercely.

With an exclamation, Xia Moying rolled into a ball and rolled down.

Gong Muliang looked down at the dirt on his legs, and frowned invisibly.

If I'm not mistaken, this is... bloodstains?
Looking at a certain place where he had already woken up, his complexion was dark and his eyes were cold.

(End of this chapter)