Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 2133 2107 She Didn’t Love Him

Hai Lan wanted to run, but her bodyguard caught her and threw her into the room. She fell onto the carpet. Although it didn’t hurt, she looked very miserable.

She wanted to stand up, but a deep voice suddenly sounded above her head, “I told you not to run, but you didn’t believe me. When can you learn to be obedient, huh?”

Hai Lan quickly looked up, and Fu Shu had already arrived in front of her.

Now, he was as tall as jade, and a pair of cold black eyes fell on her body from above. His thin lips curved into a light arc, soft and indulgent.

Hai Lan didn’t like him smiling at her, because his indulgent smile was like treating his favorite pet. Although indulgent, he seemed to have control over her lifeblood at the same time that he indulged her. As long as he squeezed lightly.., she would die.

“Young Master Fu, did we know each other before?”Hai Lan stood up in a sorry state and looked at him.

She really suspected that they knew each other before. Otherwise, why would he treat her so strangely? Four parts indulgent, two parts... sinister. The feeling was hard to describe.Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

Fu Shu raised his eyebrows. “Of course we knew each other before.”

“Really?”Hai Lan’s eyes lit up.

Looking at her soft and charming eyes, Fu Shu took a step forward with his long legs and approached her. “Have you forgotten how you escaped from my house? Let’s settle our scores now.”

”...”

So he was referring to the meeting in the bar. She clearly didn’t mean that.

Now that he was approaching, Hai Lan sensed the danger and quickly retreated. Soon, she was forced into a corner by him. “You... What do you want?”

Fu Shu reached out and caressed her little face. “What do you think I want to do? You’re mine. You owe me that night. You should come and pay me back.”

If she had not escaped from his house that night, she would have been his woman long ago, so that was what he meant.

Fu Shu caressed her hot little face. Because her face was burning red, there was a thin layer of seduction in her eyes. Gu Sihan was actually very similar to her mother, Tang Mo'er. They were both red roses in the hearts of men, it was easy for her to turn people around.

“Why don’t you like me? Tell me, What’s wrong with me, Hmm?”

His voice was low and gentle, but Hai Lan was a little afraid. She felt that his gentle and gentle appearance was very stubborn, “Young Master Fu, you’re very nice, but love is not like this. Love is a match between the heart and soul.”

Fu Shu curled his thin lips, and his slender fingers pierced through the hair beside her cheeks, “I should have the power, status, wealth, and even good looks that a man should have, but I forgot that you never cared about these things. What you want is this match of the heart, and what you want is a soul mate.”

Hai Lan felt that although this man was talking to her, he seemed to be looking at another woman through her. “Young Master Fu, let go of me first. In my opinion, physical contact without love is disgusting!”

Physical contact without love was disgusting.

As soon as he said this, the curve of Fu Shu’s lips almost disappeared in an instant. Without a smile, he withdrew from his refined and refined disguise. In the dim light, he looked particularly deep and solemn, which made people’s scalps numb.

This sentence was very familiar because he had heard the same words in his previous life.

At that time, she was already his wife. They had been a golden couple since they were young, and after their marriage, they had all kinds of love. Everyone was envious of them, but they had never slept together. When they returned home, she was always working on her designs, he knew that she did not like his work. She did not like his ambition to play politics and the invisible blood on his hands. She loved freedom, enjoyed life, and respected love. She did not love him.

Hai Lan saw his sudden change of expression. Being stared at like this, Hai Lan shivered. “Young Master Fu...”

Fu Shu smiled faintly. He reached out and grabbed her slender wrist. With a few quick steps, he threw her onto the soft bed.

Hai Lan felt dizzy. Although she had lost her memory, changed her appearance, and lost her identity, her body, which had been pampered since she was young, had never been treated so violently. She quickly got up. “Young Master Fu, what do you want?”

Fu Shuli stood by the bed. He lifted his slender fingers and unbuttoned his shirt. He looked at her and smiled. “Don’t be nervous. I just want to test what you said about how disgusting physical contact without love can make you.”

Hai Lan looked at this man. The fine and expensive clothes on his body were still ironed to the point that there were no wrinkles at all. However, his careless and bad posture perfectly explained what it meant to be a “Cultured scum.”.