Gu Shaolun wanted to ask Ouyang Feng out and give him a beating. Firstly, he was in a repeat class and the school was very strict. Secondly, Ouyang Feng went abroad to study music and only came back during the winter and summer vacations.
Young Master Gu was filled with frustration and regret and had no place to vent, so during his holiday he made an appointment with some people to go racing on the racetrack.
The track was incredibly long. I pressed the clutch to the limit and the red sports car flew out like lightning. In my ears were the whistling wind, the rumbling motor and the harsh sound of the tires rubbing against the ground while drifting.
Every time I race, it feels like I’m brushing against death.
My heart beats faster and my blood pumps. Every time at this moment, I forget all my worries and immerse myself in the thrill of playing with death.
After Gu Shaolun had enough fun and got off the car, the other people in the car were so scared that their faces turned pale and their legs were shaking so much that they could hardly stand.
We are all speed racers, and no one has ever seen such a scene. The accelerator is stepped on to the bottom, as if it is risking life.
Gu Shaolun was driving too fast just now, and when he stopped suddenly, his center of gravity was unstable, his head was heavy, the world in front of him was a little fuzzy, and all the people were double.
He leaned against the car for a while before he could barely suppress the dizziness. Just as he could see clearly what was in front of him, he saw a man striding towards him, pushing through the crowd.
The next second, a slap came and Gu Shaolun's face was tilted, burning with pain.
Someone nearby exclaimed, "Chief Gu, why are you here?!"
Father Gu was so angry that his eyes turned black. It seemed that one slap was not enough to satiate his anger. Chief Gu kicked the sports car worth over 100 million yuan. The door was not closed tightly and slammed shut with a loud bang.
Everyone present sighed in pain.
That's a collectible Ferrari. Normally, if it was scratched, I would be heartbroken. Today, the car door was kicked hard.
Chief Gu pointed at his son's nose and scolded him, "Gu Shaolun, can you be more ambitious? Do you think this kind of unlearned pastime is so fun? Do you really want the Gu family to be destroyed in your hands?!"
Gu Shaolun touched the numb half of his face with his tongue, and for a moment he felt a little numb.
He laughed in a rather rogue way: "Old man, I am the prodigal son. It's your bad luck that you gave birth to a prodigal son."
"You, you, you bastard!" Chief Gu was really mad. Regardless of so many people present, he raised his hand to slap again.
But he never expected that he would be stopped halfway.
Chief Gu didn't expect that Gu Shaolun would dare to intercept his slap, and was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, Gu Shaolun's emotions exploded.
Gu Shaolun's emotions had been accumulating for a long time. He originally thought that there was only a small gap between him and Wen Tong, which could be crossed with a small step, but he never imagined that there was clearly an insurmountable chasm between him and Wen Tong.
When Gu Shaolun thought about how much Wen Tong hated him, his heart ached as if he was dying.
At this point, Gu Shaolun was no longer bothered and shouted angrily, "Chief Gu, do you treat me as your son?! From childhood to adulthood, I've been nothing more than a facade for you, Gu Youliang!"
"Ever since I was little, you've always wanted to control me. What you want isn't a son at all, but a subordinate you'll be completely satisfied with! A puppet who listens to you and doesn't do anything you say!!"
Commander Gu was so angry that his lips trembled and he couldn't utter a word for a long time: "You, you."
When the young men around saw that the situation was not good, they hurried forward to mediate. A few close friends stepped forward to stop Gu Shaolun: "Brother Lun, don't get excited, don't get excited, Commander Gu is your biological father."
Someone also patted Chief Gu's back to calm him down: "Chief Gu, don't be angry. Brother Lun didn't mean it. You must not make a fuss about it."
Chief Gu took a deep breath and said sternly, "Rebellious son! Don't you want to be called Gu anymore?! Gu Shaolun, without this surname, what are you?!"
The young masters secretly thought that this situation was not good and they thought it was out of control.
They were all familiar with Gu Shaolun and knew that Gu Shaolun was a soft-hearted person. If you were tough with him, he would fight you to the end.
As expected, Gu Shaolun spitted out a mouthful of disgust: "Whoever wants to use a surname can use it. I'm going to be free and unrestrained."
After saying that, Gu Shaolun pushed away the people who came to stop him and walked out of the racetrack without looking back.
Behind him came his father's angry roar: "No one needs to stop me! Let this rebellious son go! From now on, I will pretend that he is not my son!!"
Gu Shaolun walked out of the racetrack and wandered aimlessly on the street. The wind blew on his left cheek, which felt numb and itchy. It was probably swollen.
People on the street looked at Gu Shaolun with strange eyes, seeing the swollen left half of his face, and then seeing the logo on Gu Shaolun's clothes and the label on his shoes.
Everyone's eyes froze, not daring to look anymore. They all withdrew their gazes and continued on their way in silence.
It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong. Even if everyone was gloating, they only dared to laugh at him secretly in their hearts and did not dare to point fingers at Gu Shaolun in person.
Whether it's his clothing, manners or temperament, this young man is someone who cannot be easily provoked.
Gu Shaolun walked around the street and finally turned into a pub. As soon as he entered the store, he took off his coat and threw it on the counter: "Take the wine, and pawn your clothes."
The waiter took one look at the logo on the jacket and immediately became attentive. Without asking any questions, bottles of wine were brought up, the caps pried open and neatly placed aside.
Gu Shaolun took one and drank half the bottle in one gulp. He was choked by the strong liquor and kept bending over and coughing.
It was such a strong liquor that Gu Shaolun started drinking it bottle after bottle, and the spiciness made him cry.
Gu Shaolun felt really frustrated. In fact, what Gu Youliang said was right. Fortunately, his surname was Gu. He could be so free and unrestrained and do whatever he wanted because he was the son of Chief Gu.
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