Stepford Wives Don't Go to Court

Gu Mo City's strength is not big, but he is stared by those deep cold eyes like the night. An Zhike only feels that his heart trembles and can no longer say a word of rejection.

Most of the bruises and wounds on an Zhike's arm were caused by beating. Although the injury was not serious, it was difficult to deal with because there were too many and dense wounds.

Ann knew that he could not break free, and his strength was not as strong as that of a man. He simply flattened his hand and let him toss.

An Zhike gazed at Gu Mo Cheng. Her eyes were deep. Looking from her perspective, she just saw the man's resolute and perfect side face like a sculpture. The sun penetrated through the window and threw a little soft light around him. Because she was bent on dealing with the wound, her deep eyes never left her.

The man's action is gentle and his eyes are focused. Coupled with the man's prosperous and handsome face, this scene is enough to pour all sentient beings and make all women scream madly. An Zhike can't help being stunned and his eyes are dull.

In the past three years, it is the first time that someone cares about her so much and holds her in the palm of his hand as a treasure.

She didn't feel the hospitality of men, but she knew very well that those men were just confused by her appearance before they paid attention to her. To put it bluntly, they judged people by their appearance. If she didn't have that face and the title of the so-called school flower, they would naturally leave her.

In the three years since she became fat and ugly, she has already understood this thoroughly in the eyes of contempt and ridicule.

Even his best friend and favorite man can betray her and hurt her without hesitation. What else is true in this world? Who can trust?

But the man's every move in front of her made her feel unprecedented sincerity. In the face of her so fat and ugly, his eyes were not despised and ridiculed. Although his eyes were cold, they were like a clear spring, cold but clear.

An Zhike's eyes were too naked. Gu Mocheng frowned, then stopped and opened his mouth. It was still the cold voice.

"Pain?"

One word, including care and care, is like a warm current flowing in her heart, moistening her withered heart.

While feeling the warmth, an Zhike woke up instantly, his eyes tightened sharply, subconsciously pulled back his hand, put it behind him tightly, and retreated back with his body. The meaning of refusing to reject is self-evident.

"No, it's all right. Thank you."

An Zhike's voice was flustered, like a mosquito humming. It was so small that he could hardly hear it. Gu Mo Cheng always had good hearing and his face was slightly heavy. His hand that had just been applying medicine was frozen in the air. He withdrew his hand without hesitation, stood up and looked down at an Zhike in a condescending attitude. His already cold eyes were more like dyed ink, which made people shudder.

"Offended."

The cold words and a trace of ridicule from the bottom of his eyes make an Zhike feel ashamed.

People were kind enough to take medicine for her, but she was not only ungrateful, she didn't even say thank you. Isn't that kind enough to treat her as a donkey's liver and lung?!

"I......" an Zhike bit his lower lip and stopped talking.

"Morning, have you settled down?"

An Zhike's words were interrupted and stuck in his throat.

"Mr. Gu, just ahead."

Chen knew that the atmosphere was not right at the moment, secretly accelerated, and soon the car stopped at the gate of Anjia.

"Miss ANN, please get off."

Gu Mo City glanced at her faintly, alienated and indifferent.

An Zhike shivered all over. The air conditioner on the man was really scary. She simply stood up and couldn't stop getting off the bus. She didn't walk very fast because she had an injury to her leg, but she still bit her lower lip and tried to resist the pain to speed up her steps.

Gu Mocheng looked coldly at her back, saw her staggering steps, looked down, touched the blood stained cloth behind her leg, his face tightened quietly, and a trace of cruelty flashed across the bottom of his eyes. Seeing an Zhike stop and turn around, he covered the cruelty in the bottom of his eyes.

"How do you know my last name is Ann?" and how do you know where her family lives?

Gu Mocheng stared at her deeply. The bottom of his eyes was dark, and all kinds of complex emotions were mixed. Finally, they all turned into a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"Miss an is so famous that it's hard to know?"

Ann Zhike naturally heard the sarcastic meaning in the man's words. His face turned red and he was so angry that the whole person was trembling. Together with the fat on his body, he was trembling. This situation is really ugly.

"Believe it or not, I didn't send the photo to the school forum, and I didn't say those words. I didn't do it, I really didn't do it!"

Gu Mo Cheng's sarcasm has overlapped with those who attacked her. An Zhike is wronged and roars hysterically, like a beast that is injured and still does not allow anyone to invade and protect food. Others may be shocked to see this scene, but in Gu Mo Cheng's eyes, it is at best a rabbit making trouble. Of course, this rabbit has a larger weight.

For some unnecessary words and photos, she somehow became the object of attack by everyone in the school. She was despised, betrayed by her friends and abandoned by her lover. For a moment, she became a street mouse. Everyone shouted and beat, and even almost was driven out of school. This series of changes made her exhausted and miserable.

Overnight, she lost everything. Overnight, she fell from one purgatory to another. She was ugly or fat, but she was also a girl of only 20 years old. She really couldn't bear so many changes and blows.

Ann Zhike thought more and more wronged and grieved. She didn't realize that she was full of tears until she slipped a touch of cold on her face.

"I believe it."

The two cold and firm words were like breaking bamboo, breaking the silence and sadness. An Zhike was as stupid as he was. There were still wet tears on his face, staring at his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was full of disbelief.

What did the man say? He said, Thaksin?!

Gu Mo Cheng's eyes were frozen, and the expression on his face was sincere and sincere.

Others say that beauty is delicate and beautiful. It hurts most to cry, but no one knows that a fat and ugly woman is really sad. The crystal tears flowing from her eyes will make people so moved.

"Do you really believe me?"

An Zhike looks at him carefully with expectation. People are like this. When they are on the verge of fragmentation and despair, they always want to spare no effort to grasp the last straw.

These days, let her suffer all the grievances and attacks, and no one told her to believe her.

"Yes."

Gu Mocheng nodded and cut off the absurd idea of holding her crying in his arms.

"Thank you!"

An Zhike was stunned for a moment. His smile bloomed on his face instantly. It was neither beautiful nor amazing, but there was a trace of unique sincerity.

After thanking, an Zhike turned around, put his hand on the doorknob and opened it directly.

With a slap, it was just a glance. The chaotic scene inside made an Zhike stunned in situ.