Chapter 83: Who Do You Think You Are?

I don't know where I lost my shoes in my hands, and I ran barefoot on the road.

Gong Shaoming stretched out his hand and pressed his arm, raised his head slightly, and looked at her figure running away, his eyes sank.

Quickly stepped forward and chased after him.

Grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her side.

Lowered his eyes to look at her frightened appearance and sneered.

"An Moran, don't try to avoid me in your life, I will haunt you like a nightmare, this is what you owe me!"

As soon as the iron arm was retracted, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, took a slender step, and turned back to the side of the car in three or two steps, and opened the door.

"Gong Shaoming, what do you want to do? I don't owe you anything, you let me go! ”

An Moran was really panicked at this time, her beautiful eyes were full of fear, and her whole body was resisting Gong Shaoming's approach.

"Who are you, why are you restricting my freedom, you bastard!"

His eyes swept across the empty streets, wanting to ask for help but there was no way to ask for help, and his delicate little hands were desperately beating Gong Shaoming in front of him, but he was restrained.

"Who am I? Is this a good question, do you want me to discuss our past relationship with you here, or do you review the fact that you told me in front of me that you only loved me alone, and then threw yourself into the arms of other men in the blink of an eye? ”

“……”

An Moran's body shook, and his lips moved, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Nothing to say?"

Gong Shaoming looked at the silent An Moran, his eyes became angry, and soon, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and as soon as his arm was forced, he stuffed the person into the car and dropped the lock.

As soon as An Moran ran to the other side of the car door, Gong Shaoming took the first step to block the way out and blocked An Moran in the car.

No matter how she smashed the window, there was no response.

As soon as Gong Shaoming's majestic figure leaned over, he deftly got into the car and closed the door with a big hand.

"Gong Shaoming, the past has passed, we can't treat it as if we don't know each other now, you continue to be the young master of your Gong family, I will be my little white-collar worker, you let me go!"

"Let you go? Are you dreaming? ”

Gong Shaoming sneered, looking at An Moran's eyes, revealing a cold heart.

"I'm getting off!"

An Moran was angry, and kicked his foot out of him, but was easily restrained by Gong Shaoming's hand.

"An Moran, who do you think you are?"

Gong Shaoming smiled cruelly, "Why are you talking to me about conditions?" ”

Yin Owl's gaze fell on An Moran's embarrassed face, and her frightened expression was in her eyes, and she smiled coldly, "Do you think I am rare for you?" ”

"Since it's not rare, why can't you let me go?"

An Moran blinked the tears in his eyes, looked at Gong Shaoming coldly, his hands clenched unconsciously, his body curled back, and he was tightly attached to the saddle.

Gong Shaoming seemed to have heard some big joke, the movements in his hands paused, and his eyes swept coldly to her, "Let you go, why should I let you go?" Because we used to love each other? ”

“……”

"Or are you going to tell me that you regret your betrayal of me?"

Gong Shaoming's sharp eyes seemed to open her heart, and the hand that pinched An Mo's chin was heavy, gritting his teeth and slamming his teeth, "I will never forget the face you left me for money, I said, one day I will make you regret it!" ”

"......" An Moran swallowed his saliva fiercely, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"It's just the beginning, don't beg for mercy too soon, otherwise how will this game continue? Well! ”

"Don't, I don't want ......"