Chapter 4
Gu Jinlan was truly enraged.
He took Ye Zhen back to his apartment, unbuttoned his collar, took off his tie, and directly tied Ye Zhen's wrists.
Ye Zhen dressed formally today to attend the banquet with her childhood sweetheart.
Dressed in a suit and tie, with a snow-white shirt.
When he peeled open Ye Zhen's clothes like tearing open a gift box, he was surprised to find that the other man had a shirt clip tied to his leg.
Black straps wrapped around her frosty skin, like a collar around the moon.
Ye Zhen usually exercises and relaxes every day, and with her natural beauty, she exudes a lazy and relaxed style.
But he dressed up like this for his childhood sweetheart.
Gu Jinlan felt the scalding blood explode in her chest first, and then rush down to her lower body.
He traced the other's lips with his fingers, his tone involuntarily sharpening with a hint of fangs: "You like him that much?"
Ye Zhen looked at him with her eyes half-moistened and said softly, "Brother Cheng Ming."
Even the sight of a wild beast crashing into its cage pales in comparison to the dull ache in Gu Jinlan's heart.
He used almost all his rationality to take the liquid from the cabinet and prepare it for Ye Zhen.
Then, without any hesitation, they began.
Ye Zhen's eyes reddened.
His roses were crushed by the sword.
If he doesn't wake up soon, he'll really become a wooden doll.
Although Ye Zhen didn't understand how Gu Jinlan had managed to drag him to bed, he was furious.
Rich men are all the same.
To be honest, no one in the entertainment industry is truly without support; they're all adrift and uncertain.
If Gu Jinlan weren't so heartless, considering the other woman's good looks, fit physique, talent, and wealth, he might have considered making do with her.
What are you thinking about?
The small boat struck a hidden reef, and naturally shattered into pieces by the surging waves.
My body was burning, but my mind remained calm.
The only person he liked was Xie Mingcheng.
Ye Zhen refused to utter a sound, so Gu Jinlan became somewhat rough.
Later, the ordeal left Ye Zhen with a broken voice, and she felt quite aggrieved.
He has his own ideal woman, so why is he bothering me?
Since this person isn't making me feel better, why should I make him feel better?
Ye Zhen pretended to be dazed and drunk, and put her arms around the man's neck.
Gu Jinlan saw a tear slide down his cheek and finally softened her movements.
"Brother Mingcheng."
Ye Zhen knew what look could convey unrequited love and restrained affection, and he believed that this was the best he had ever shown.
There must be a kind of broken beauty, like the plum blossoms on the branches that have been carelessly withered.
He stared at Gu Jinlan, choking back tears, and said, "Am I dreaming?"
Gu Jinlan was completely bewitched, like a Medusa, frozen in place like a statue.
His eyes were like black jade cut by light, the surface cracked and the edges sharp.
Ye Zhen snorted inwardly, then continued, "Brother Mingcheng, your skills are terrible."
Is it more infuriating to be used as a stand-in, or to be told that one's skills are poor?
Anyway, Gu Jinlan's memory at the time was that she almost suffered a fatal accident, and her years of cultivation were almost burned to ashes in a single fire.
In short, Ye Zhen's later recollections were filled with regret.
I really regret it.
Gu Jinlan regretted it the very next day.
What storms hasn't he weathered?
He was framed by his own cousin, causing him to lose his position as a director of the company, but he remained calm and composed, letting the company crumble in the wind.
Later, by gradually building a large fund, he regained the top position in the family.
That way, he can still smile at his cousin and enjoy drinks with him in the future.
For some reason, every time he faced Ye Zhen, he lost his composure and completely lost control.
So they fled in panic.
Little did he know that when Ye Zhen woke up the next day, she coldly looked at the marks all over her body, staggering with every step, and cursed him as a scumbag in her heart.
Gu Jinlan was distracted, even while listening to the economic analysis report he was listening to. He barely managed to finish his official business. When his secretary noticed his unusual behavior, she couldn't help but ask him something.
"Mr. Gu, is something bothering you?"
Gu Jinlan has been busy with work for many years, and her romantic history is limited to that one "white moonlight" period.
As for the obvious admiration in the eyes of others, he mostly scoffed at it.
After much hesitation, he finally recounted his experience to his secretary, presenting it as a story about a friend.
"Tell me, what is he really thinking?" Gu Jinlan frowned. "He wouldn't actually like that kind of hothead more than me... my friend, would he?"
The secretary coughed lightly. Of course, he couldn't say that running away after exhausting someone was a despicable act.
After considering the next quarter's bonus, he carefully chose his words and said, "President Gu, you see, over the years, the number of people who like you could circle Bianjing three times."
Gu Jinlan's brows relaxed slightly, and she immediately thought that Ye Zhen was not very popular, but he had quite a few fans.
It could probably circle Bianjing (Kaifeng) thirty times.
He couldn't help but lower his brows and become serious.
"Since he has been with you for so long and treated you so well before, he must like you."
The secretary glanced at Gu Jinlan's face and said, word by word, "I think he might be playing hard to get."
"Playing hard to get?"
Gu Jinlan slammed down the pen, spun her chair around, and half of her body was bathed in a golden light that resembled a sonata.
He felt a sense of relief, and a slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips: "That makes sense."
"If you like him too, why not take him on a vacation and make things clear?"
The secretary continued,
"If you don't like him, just give him some money to get rid of him."
Gu Jinlan thought it made a lot of sense. Ye Zhen probably minded his white moonlight, so he deliberately distanced himself from him and used other people to annoy him.
Being young, they lack composure.
Gu Jinlan shook her head slightly and said she would treat everyone to Japanese kaiseki cuisine takeout for lunch.
He opened his phone, thought for a while about how to phrase it, and then carefully sent the message to Ye Zhen, word by word.
With a buzzing sound, WeChat replied with a message.
Your message has been rejected.
Gu Jinlan slammed her phone down on the table, veins bulging on her forehead.
Ye Zhen actually blocked him.
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