- just know.

She knew that Gu Tingchen was waiting for her outside.

"Well, got it. ”

Ye Lanxi casually answered Aunt Mei's words, then slowly got up, left the chair, and walked out of the door.

Walk out of the courtyard door of the villa.

Sure enough, she saw Gu Tingchen's car parked in front of the courtyard gate.

"Mr. Gu, good evening. ”

She pulled the door on the back seat of the car, sat inside, and slammed the door shut.

Gu Tingchen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, twisted his eyebrows.

Slowly raised his head, looked through the front endoscope, and stared sharply at Ye Lanxi, who was sitting in the back seat, for a few seconds.

- That's what she did......

- Just want to stay away from him?

Don't even want to sit on the passenger side?

His face darkened.

He had always known that she didn't like him.

There was no light in her eyes when she looked at him.

She called him, Mr. Gu.

What a raw and cold and alienated name.

It seemed to express to him the idea that she didn't want to stay away from him all the time.

......

Gu Tingchen.

The president of Gu's Group, a cloud male god who dominates the business field and turns his hands into clouds and hands for rain in the shopping mall.

Others say he is calm and mature.

But in fact, in terms of feelings, this calm and mature president behaves more naïvely than anyone else.

He started to like someone a long, long time ago.

However, he did not want to admit it.

What love is, he doesn't know.

Because he hasn't experienced it.

But I like the feeling of being a person, and he knows it.

Mentally and physically, he only has feelings for that person.

I can't wait to melt her into my blood and let her be bound to him forever.

But many times, wishful thinking can't be exchanged for mutual affection.

Wishful thinking can't be exchanged for mutual affection.

These two sentences.

Originally, he listened to others talk about her.

However, now he feels that these two sentences sound more like laughing at himself.

Who said she was the wishful one.

He is.

-

Night.

8:30.

The night rain has not stopped, the cool wind is quiet and comfortable, but the cold rain is like countless sharp needles piercing people's hearts.

Gu Tingchen drove Ye Lanxi back to the villa.

He parked his car in front of the villa.

After the car was parked, he got out of the car, with a handsome face, went around to the side of the passenger seat and opened the door.

Ye Lanxi got out of the car, and as soon as she stood firmly, her hand was suddenly held by him domineeringly.

She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it too tightly.

She struggled twice, but couldn't break free, and was led into the villa by him.

Entering the villa, Ye Lanxi was instantly shocked by the warm and warm decoration of the house.

The whole hall was decorated with a festive atmosphere.

Balloons, candles, streamers.

Red wine, champagne.

"Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Gu home......"

Dozens of maids stood in two rows at the door, pulling streamers, bowing and laughing ninety degrees.

Ye Lanxi: ( ̄ ̯̈ ̥̥̄)......

Just go home, is there anything to celebrate?

Moreover.

Oh, here, where is her home?

She's here, she should be a guest, right?

On a table covered with a delicate carved tablecloth in white silk of European style, an old-fashioned candlelit dinner is served.

Ye Lanxi couldn't help but want to turn around and leave after a glance.

Didn't he say that he wanted to negotiate a divorce with her, what was the matter with such a battle?

After Ye Lanxi sat down, she said lightly: "Mr. Gu, I just came from dinner at home, and you know it, I'm not hungry." ”