Stepford Wives Don't Go to Court

"Headmaster, is this the quality of your a college students?"

The cool and magnetic voice made everyone tremble. The bright leather shoes stretched out from the car and stepped steadily on the ground. When the man's face appeared completely from the darkness, everyone took a breath.

The exquisite appearance, handsome and gentle face, set off the morning light, like the arrival of God, but the most frightening thing is the breathtaking air conditioning on him.

"Mr. Gu, it's my negligence." the headmaster was frightened by the man's cold words and nodded in a cold sweat.

President gu! Who can be respectfully called President Gu by the president of a university, except Gu Mocheng, the largest shareholder of a university?!

Who is Gu Mo? He is the eldest son of Gu's family, the president of a.m group, which ranks first in the country. He has become a fan of wealth and is the hottest golden Bachelor in the city.

They were stunned. They heard that a big man would come to the school recently, but they didn't expect that the big man would be Gu Mo City!

Gu Mocheng raised his eyes, his condensed eyes crossed the headmaster's head, passed through layers of people, and fell directly on an Zhike.

"Mr. Gu, I will severely punish these troublemakers, you see..."

Gu Mocheng ignored the headmaster's words and went straight ahead. The people were frightened by the cold air on him. Before he spoke, Gu Mocheng made a way for him. Gu Mocheng walked all the way to an Zhike.

The condensed eyes looked at an Zhike deeply, and the deep meaning of the bottom of the eyes was unclear.

"Get up."

Two words, just a calm exposition, but with an undeniable tone.

An Zhike stared at Gu Mo City with wet tears in his eyes.

Those hands, green, white and tender, slender and beautiful, collected all the adjectives in the world, which are not enough to describe the feeling of an Zhike at the moment.

This is a picture she can't forget all her life. A noble man came at dawn and stretched out his hand to her standing on the edge of despair.

At that moment, an Zhike's heart on the verge of despair seemed to have been redeemed. A trace of warmth poured into her heart. Subconsciously, she grabbed the hands.

Fat and ugly women, handsome men, how strange this combination looks, but this scene makes people feel extremely sacred. No one dares to have an objection, and it is dead silent.

Gu Mocheng took an Zhike's hand and took advantage of it to pull her up. With a heavy body of 200 kilograms, Gu Mocheng helped her easily.

"Headmaster, do you know what to do next?"

Gu Mocheng held an Zhike, stared at her pale face and bloody arm, and frowned tightly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gu. I will severely punish these troublemakers!"

The headmaster nodded again and again, not daring to have any objection.

"Then the student..."

Gu Mo Cheng spoke slightly. The headmaster was an understanding person. Naturally, he knew the meaning of Gu Mo Cheng and immediately answered according to his words.

"I'll take care of the student."

The headmaster nodded and bowed and dared not refuse.

"Well, let's go."

An Zhike let Gu Mocheng lead him to his car. When he passed Mu Li, an Zhike suddenly stopped and Mu Li looked sluggish. He subconsciously wanted to hold her hand, but he was flashed by an Zhike.

"Mu Li, let's break up."

At the moment of speaking, Anzhi really felt that the whole heart was empty at once.

In fact, she should have done so long ago. Now he is still the brightest grass in the school, but she has already become the most humble and ugly existence. Such two people don't match, do they?

The man narrowed his eyes and looked straight at an Zhike. An Zhike was standing in the backlight at the moment. Her body was still bloated and ugly. The inferiority complex from her bones tightly surrounded her. Inexplicably, it made her feel pity.

Gu Mo Cheng's eyes were slightly heavy and subconsciously pulled an Zhike's hand tighter.

"I..."

Mu Li's face was suddenly frozen. Unexpectedly, an Zhike would suddenly say the words of breaking up. When he reacted, they had gone away and stared at their backs. It was obviously so disproportionate, but he was inexplicably depressed. It was like something that belonged to him was robbed by others. Thinking about it, a trace of unwilling color appeared on his face.

Gu Mo City can't take a fancy to the current an Zhike. Is it really just a rough road? Or did an Zhike and Gu Mocheng already know each other? If so, when? Three years ago?!

The car was driving smoothly on the road. The back seat of Rolls Royce was originally spacious and luxurious, but it was a bit crowded due to the addition of a behemoth. An Zhike shrank by the window since he got on the car. The tears on his face had dried, but his clear eyes were silent, gray and gloomy, and expressionless, Only the slightly undulating body showed people that it was not a pile of objects, but a living person.

"Where is the medicine box?"

Gu Mo City glanced at the scarred an Zhike, slightly frowned and opened his mouth calmly.

"Looking back, I'll put it under your seat. Look at the young lady's injury. Otherwise, I'd better go to the hospital."

The driver and assistant who followed Gu Mo City all the year round answered with worry. He was really frightened at the first sight of seeing an Zhike just now. How could there be such an ugly woman in the world, covered with scars, so fat that her facial features were crowded into a pile, and her white T-shirt was almost red with blood. Fortunately, it was broad day. If he saw it at night, he would be scared to death.

However, this is not the most surprising thing for him. The most frightening thing is that he does not smile. The president, who has always regarded women as nothing, actually holds the hand of such a woman.

Who is this woman?

Gu Mocheng took out the medicine box and opened it. There were all kinds of valuable drugs in it. He frowned slightly, took out bandages, ointment and other things, and then stood in front of an Zhike, which obviously meant that he wanted to help her with the medicine.

An Zhike was still immersed in the pain until a chill spread on her arm. She woke up and stared at the man who was concentrating on treating her wound.

In addition to Mu Li, has Ann ever had such intimate contact with other men?

The man's cool fingertips touched her skin from time to time. An Zhike shrunk, and a crisp feeling spread from that small piece of skin.

"I, I'll do it myself."

An Zhi suddenly blushed and subconsciously struggled to take his hand back.

"Don't move!"

Gu Mo City gave a low reprimand, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and a pair of cold eyes soaked in ink were directly opposite her. The warning from the bottom of his eyes was beyond doubt.

"Want to waste your hands, huh?"