After Being Marked by a Powerful Love Rival

Chapter Forty Four

Gu Xingchuan scanned Shen Li and Zhou Moquan. The unfamiliar people never said hello. They walked to Song Yi step by step, grabbed the rabbit doll by the ears and handed it to him, "This is the last one."

Song Yi blinked a few times, her palm felt furry, her heart numb, and she said softly, "Thank you."

"Get in the car, let's go eat."

Gu Xingchuan's slender arms wrapped around his waist. Song Yi was startled and took a step back subconsciously. Gu Xingchuan's wrist was held tighter instead, as if he was thrown into a hug.

Song Yi was somewhat embarrassed and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Sworn sovereignty." Gu Xingchuan glanced at him and opened the door of the co-pilot with one hand, very unreasonable.

Song Yi was convinced, and didn't care about it. He bent down and sat in the co-pilot. Shen Li's eyes were straight and pale, and he looked at him through the window glass.

Zhou Moquan hugged Shen Li's shoulders and lowered his head to say something. His long hair covered his face and looked a little cold.

Song Yi didn’t think there was a place to feel sorry for Shen Li, because Shen Li never promised him and Gu Xingchuan’s pursuit. He and Shen Li had no relationship with Shen Li, but Shen Li was a person he once liked. Looking at himself with such a sad look, he was somewhat unbearable.

The black Bentley drove forward, Song Yi looked at the rearview mirror, and Shen Li's shoulders suddenly trembled, his expression distorted, and he squatted down like a weakened force. Zhou Moquan stretched out his hand to help him up, Shen Li violently Pushing Zhou Moquan's arm away, his eyes stared at the rear of the car.

The Bentley went farther and farther, almost disappearing from sight. Shen Li quickly stood up, wiped his red eyes, and ran to a coffee-colored SUV parked on the side of the road, shouting loudly: "Drive , Keep up with them!"

Zhou Moquan glanced at him, showing a flashing smile, and sat in the driving chair without saying a word.

Seeing Shen Li's car following up, Song Yi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and sighed in the bottom of his heart.

He did like Shen Li sincerely before. When he was an alpha, Shen Li was his ideal marriage partner. He was handsome, docile, and a little cute, so he was very suitable for living.

But now that he has gone through so many things, Shen Li disappointed him. He can understand Shen Li’s vanity. Everyone has vanity. No one is perfect. But at Song Yi’s age, he must learn to control vanity. Backed by vanity and pretentiousness.

Obviously Shen Li couldn't do it.

In addition to the elements he pursues for a suitable marriage partner, the most basic thing is to be sincere and reliable in character. This is the simplest requirement in a long-term relationship.

Shen Li Neither of these are desirable. Even if the additional questions are full marks and the basic questions are messed up, what's the point?

Gu Xingchuan held the steering wheel with both hands, glanced at the rearview mirror, held his fingers on the steering wheel to exert force, stepped on the accelerator more forcefully, the tires rubbed against the asphalt road and made a loud noise, and the car flew out like an arrow from the string.

Song Yi was startled and wrinkled her nose, "You drive slowly."

Gu Xingchuan gradually let go of the accelerator and slowed the speed of the car, with a sneer from his nose, "Are you happy to see the deceased?"

Song Yi glanced at him helplessly. Shen Li and Zhou Moquan didn't want to see it now.

Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes and looked forward, his face gloomy, "Answer your pao friend's question."

It seems that Young Master Gu can't pass this level.

"Unhappy." Song Yi leaned her neck back on the back of the chair, pinched the bridge of her nose, and said softly, "I see you happy."

To be honest, he was in a much better mood after seeing Gu Xingchuan, and he has been getting along quite happily these days.

Gu Xingchuan originally had a cold face, smiled when he heard the words, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, turned sideways, and quickly pecked Song Yi's soft lips lightly and lightly. Song Yi looked at him in a daze. Blinked slowly.

Gu Xingchuan looked at him ambiguously, his voice low, "The mouth is so sweet."

No matter what Song Yi thinks about their relationship, at least for now, Song Yi is his own.

Song Yi touched her wet lips, and gave him an angry look, "Drive well."

The car parked at the entrance of the only Chinese restaurant in Palm Springs, with typical Chinese decoration, retro Tang style, small bridges and running water, and green plants.

They found a private room by the window and ordered some fresh and refreshing dishes. Before the dishes came, Shen Li and Zhou Moquan walked into the box one after another.

Shen Li squeezed a smile and said nonchalantly: "A foreign country, everyone is a friend. Don't mind if we sit at a table with you."

To be honest, Song Yi really minded that it was Shen Li's freedom to choose a spouse, but he knew that there was a holiday, and he had to lead Zhou Moquan to sway in front of him, so that Song Yi was troubled, and he was not authentic.

Gu Xingchuan took off his sunglasses and put them on the table. The metal spectacle frame slammed on the mahogany wooden table and made a crisp sound. He glanced at Shen Li with cold eyes, lifted his thin lips, and uttered a clear word. ."

Shen Li stiffened and shrank back towards Zhou Moquan in fright, with lingering fears about the last time he was almost beaten.

Zhou Moquan frowned displeased, and patted Shen Li's arm to comfort him, "Please treat the omega gentleman."

Gu Xingchuan glanced at Zhou Moquan indifferently, looked up and down, and sneered while holding his arms, "Okay, he can sit here, you go away."

Zhou Moquan sank his face. The entertainment circle talked about human relations, and the first time he saw such a shameless face.

Song Yi wondered, everyone came all the way. If you want to sit down, sit down without fear of the two of them. He gently touched Gu Xingchuan's arm, Gu Xingchuan twisted his neck and looked at him. Angry, asked softly: "How?"

Song Yi picked up the menu and reached out to Shen Li's direction, politely, "We don't have enough food, you order what you want."

Shen Li's tight body relaxed, and sat down across the huge round wooden table, looking at Song Yi eagerly at a distance, like a puppy abandoned by his master, looking pitiful.

To put it aside, Song Yi saw him like this and took comfort in his arms without a second word, but he would be here with his fiancé. This is not what he should do. He turned a blind eye and discussed the next trip with Gu Xingchuan. .

Shen Li's eyes were open and round, and Song Yi didn't get the slightest response. He pulled a few tissues, wiped his nose, rubbed the tip of his nose hard, and occasionally made a few inaudible sobbing.

Zhou Moquan took his shoulders and coaxed in a low voice.

A round mahogany table, like a dividing line, separates the two worlds.

Gu Xingchuan ordered a brine shrimp. As soon as the dish was served, he neatly put on his gloves and began to peel the shrimp. His fingers were very dexterous, and he flew up and down like a string of flowers. In the blink of an eye, the fatty shrimp appeared. Dip some sauce and put it in Song Yi's bowl.

"Thank you." Song Yi is not used to being taken care of in this way, and coughs lightly, "I can come by myself."

Gu Xingchuan seemed to have heard nothing, peeled off a small bowl of shrimp, took off his gloves, reached out and picked up the chopsticks, and naturally asked: "Is lemon juice chicken or sweet and sour ribs"

Song Yi paused, not wanting to be taken care of by a baby, but she could not watch Gu Xingchuan's chopsticks hanging in the air, and quickly said, "Sweet and sour pork ribs."

Gu Xingchuan responded and put it in his bowl, "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Song Yi couldn't face the gazes of Shen Li and Zhou Moquan. He ate his head and pretended to say calmly: "Let’s eat barbecue..."

Gu Xingchuan nodded his jaw, and while picking up the kettle to add water to Song Yi, he calmly said, "You will go to Seattle with me in a few days. We can have a BBQ in the wild. Our chef is very skilled."

Song Yi laughed dryly. The dinner table was too quiet. Shen Li and Zhou Moquan stopped talking. He felt a little uncomfortable and gave a soft "um".

Zhou Moquan pondered for a moment and reminded him politely, "I'm afraid Mr. Gu didn't watch the news. The California forest fire a few days ago, the public forest fire control has just been revised recently, and bbq in the wild is temporarily prohibited."

Gu Xingchuan squinted at him, squinted his eyes slightly, smiling but not smiling, his tone contained mocking and provocative, "It's really new, the public forest management law can also manage private estates?"

Zhou Moquan couldn't hold it on his face and couldn't get off the stage very much.

Shen Li is a little unhappy, loves face the most. This will make his fiancé lose face and get angry. The corner of his mouth is slightly hooked, just like a gentle look, "Honey, I want to drink **** lime juice, you help me buy it One bottle."

The lime juice of **** was far away from these two streets, and I saw it on Song Yi Road. It was too much to suffer in such a hot day and running so far for a bottle of drink.

Zhou Moquan did not move, but hesitated to look at Shen Li.

Gu Xingchuan stretched out his hand and squeezed Song Yi's hand, and asked playfully, "Do you want to drink?"

Song Yi shook his head neatly, not wanting to join Shen Li and Zhou Moquan at all.

Shen Li looked at Zhou Moquan, deliberately prolonged his tone, sticky, "Dear..."

Zhou Moquan stared at him, smiled lightly, turned and walked out.

As soon as Zhou Moquan walked away, Shen Li took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one, and put it on his whitish lips. The lighter ignited with a scoff, and he was about to smoke. He heard a cold voice, "Pinch the cigarette. "

Gu Xingchuan frowned slightly and looked at him with a cold expression.

Shen Li took a cigarette in his hand, feeling sour, and couldn't help crying, "You care about me"

Gu Xingchuan held the teacup in one hand and turned around, and snorted as if he heard a joke. He said mercilessly, "Get out and smoke, Song Yi hates others smoking."

Shen Li's face was colorful, his chest was undulating, and he looked at Song Yi for help.

Song Yi didn't care before, but now he is more than one person, and he really can't smell the smoke, and said lightly: "Xiao Li, for your own good, don't smoke."

Shen Li was stunned for a moment. He pinched his cigarette **** in anger, and ran over in the ashtray as if to vent his anger, with his lips pressed into a line, looking at Song Yi and asked bitterly, "Are you together?"

Song Yi didn't know what to say, and the relationship with Gu Xingchuan would not be clear for a while.

His silence made Shen Li even more sad. The light in his eyes was dim, and his thin shoulders seemed to be unable to hold his head. He sniffed and asked grievously: "Don't you like me now?"

Song Yi's heart softened, and he couldn't bear the rain of others like this. Before he said a word, his thigh hurt suddenly. After Gu Xingchuan pinched him, he closed his hand and looked at him admonishingly.

Song Yi coughed awkwardly, looked at Shen Li, and said seriously: "Xiao Li, I liked you, but you already have a fiance. I don’t comment on Zhou Moquan’s character, but if you choose him, you must be there. For my own reasons, as a friend, I respect your choice and wish you happiness. This is what I want to say the most."

Shen Li stared at him blankly, with water flickering in his eyes.

Song Yi sighed in her heart, and it was time to end it, "It's a pity that I am not the one to accompany you, but it does not matter. We will still be friends. I will continue to accompany you as a friend, when you need it most. , I will still help you, just take care of and love you, I can’t do it, do you understand”

Shen Li blinked a few times, tears rolled out, running down her cheeks, but smiling hard, "If I don't get married, would you still like me?"

"Fuck you." Gu Xingchuan couldn't listen anymore. He was endlessly nauseous. The cup in his hand smashed towards Shen Li, hitting Shen Li's chest accurately, and then falling to the ground with a cracking sound.

He stood up, pointed his finger at Shen Li, and said angrily: "If you worry about Lao Tzu's people, twist your head off for you."