Gu Qingqing raised her eyes and glared at him, then bit her lip, lowered her eyes, and turned her face away from him.
He's getting worse and worse.
"Why not? You're my fiancée, and it's perfectly normal for me, as your fiancé, to kiss you."
Fu Jue grabbed Gu Qingqing's chin with his right hand, forcing her to turn her face to look at him, their eyes meeting at the same level.
"I'm not!"
He's still engaged! He's so handsome.
She cursed inwardly, feeling that only his injured left hand was left around her waist. She twisted her body a few times, trying to get rid of him.
"Ugh~ My hand hurts so much, Qingqing, if you move it again, my hand will be ruined."
Fu Jue showed no intention of letting go of her; instead, he tightened his grip on her hands, despite the pain from his wounds, keeping their bodies pressed close together.
"You're a scoundrel!" Gu Qingqing dared not move again. Looking at Fu Jue's furrowed brows and pursed lips, she was a perfect sickly beauty with superb acting skills, yet there was no trace of pretense.
She couldn't ruin all the effort she'd put into taking care of him these past few days.
"Who is your fiancée? Shameless, I'm not. I only agreed to be your fiancée because I thought you were going to die that night when you were injured. It wasn't my choice. We haven't even been dating yet, so don't try to fool me with the title of fiancée or fiancé."
Gu Qingqing vehemently denied that she was his fiancée.
most……
Try dating him first.
after all……
She liked him too.
As for marriage, that's a long way off. We'll talk about marriage in a few years or even ten years. She'll only be willing to marry him once her condition is stable and she can stay in this book world forever.
Otherwise, if he gets married too early, how painful would it be if she suddenly left this world of books one day?
"Then let's date first, get engaged later? And get married five years from now?" Fu Jue seized on the loophole in her words, and smiled slightly, almost seductively.
His handsome smile dazzled her.
"Mm." Gu Qingqing nodded in agreement.
"Hehehe..." Fu Jue chuckled foolishly. Although he couldn't get engaged or become her fiancé, at least she accepted his confession and proposal.
"Qingqing, I love you, I love you so much."
"Mmm." She would smile shyly at Fu Jue's heartfelt confession. Seeing her charming and bashful appearance in his eyes made her even more shy.
Does every woman become like her once she falls in love?
"Then do you love me?" Fu Jue smiled mischievously.
Gu Qingqing was clearly caught off guard by his question and stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.
Through the events of being kidnapped by Bolt that night, and Fu Jue's selfless act of saving her while being shot, she gained a clearer understanding of her inner world.
She liked him; you could even say she loved him.
But it seems she really never told him how she felt, and she didn't speak to anyone. The words "I love you" were too heavy.
Seeing that she hesitated for a long time without admitting it, Fu Jue couldn't help but feel down and disappointed, fearing that she wouldn't admit it.
"Qingqing, don't you love me?" His eyes held both hope and sorrow.
Don't love me?
Gu Qingqing asked herself the same question in her heart. When she looked up, she saw the sadness in Fu Jue's eyes, which shocked her deeply.
When will someone of such high status ever feel sadness?
But because that person was her, she was able to hurt him.
At that moment, her heart felt as if it had been pierced by countless needles, and blood was flowing freely.
"I love you, Fu Jue, I love you." She mustered her courage to confess, placing her hands on his back and hugging him tightly.
She always believed in love, but she just didn't believe she would ever find it.
"Qingqing, I'm so happy! I knew you'd fall in love with me. I've been waiting for this day, you know that?"
Fu Jue's voice was choked with sobs, and tears glistened in his eyes.
The day he had been waiting for finally arrived.
The happiness and joy I've experienced over the past twenty-odd years don't compare to what I have today.
He will have someone he loves in the future to spend the rest of his life with, to enjoy the simple meals together, and to watch the sunrise and sunset together.
"Fu Jue, I love you, I love you." Hearing his choked voice, Gu Qingqing felt a lump in her throat; she understood him.
For the first time in over twenty years, he had someone he liked; he was excited, and she was equally thrilled.
It felt like she had won a multi-million dollar lottery; to have his love was the result of all the good fortune and luck she had ever had in her life.
But she did it willingly.
It was her good fortune to fall in love with him.
How many women in this world fall in love with him, yet cannot obtain his love and body, and are instead met with his indifference and heartlessness?
They would think that as long as they could have him, even if it wasn't for a lifetime, just sleeping with him for one night would be an incomparable happiness.
Just like Bolt's sister, she met Fu Jue in college and fell in love with him at first sight. In order to be with him, after several failed attempts to win his favor and confess her feelings, she gradually became extremely abnormal and tried to force him to date her by means of wrist-cutting suicide.
The incident caused quite a stir, and Fu Jue had to leave school early with only one month left of his university life.
In the end, she still threatened to jump off a building to make Fu Jue come to the scene within ten minutes, or she would jump down immediately and use her death to tell the world how much she loved him.
The final result was that others went to the scene, but only arrived after she jumped to her death.
Because of this, Bolt, who loved his sister dearly, believed that Fu Jue was responsible for her death, and thus hated Fu Jue.
Not long after, Bolt carried out his first assassination attempt on Fu Jue.
For the next five years, assassinations and murders never stopped.
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