Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 122 Misunderstanding
Worried that he might misunderstand something, Gong Yan immediately explained: "I wanted to help her, because she saved me."

However, his explanation could not appease Gong Chenyan's anger.

If An Luo hadn't mentioned it, how could he know that she was exactly 2000 million short?
Feeling that the man's expression became more and more gloomy, Gong Yan shrank his head and dared not speak.

Obviously the money belongs to him, why can't he get it back, woo...

Thinking that since he was sensible, where did he need to look at anyone's face?That was simply walking sideways, and no one could do anything to him.

Rather—

Gong Yan is only afraid of this uncle!
Gong Chenyan didn't reply until the black car entered the villa area and stopped at the entrance of the luxury building.

The little guy jumped out of the car reluctantly, looked at the shadow of the car leaving in front of his eyes, and pursed his lips unhappily.

"One day, I will be stronger than uncle!" In this way, no one can control him.

After secretly making up his mind, Gong Yan, who had absolutely no ability to resist at this time, had no choice but to turn his head and enter the house as an obedient nephew.

In a blink of an eye, it was already dark.

After seeing off his best friend, An Luo picked up the phone and stared blankly for a while, then heard the door open.

Looking up, she found that the figure who had left a long time ago turned back again. She straightened her back and smiled: "Why are you here again? Have you eaten yet?"

The tall figure stood in front of her with secretive eyes and vague displeasure.

He asked: "Did you tell Xiao Yan that An's needs 2000 million things?"

She was startled, and subconsciously replied: "Well, but..."

"I only listen to the results! Since I have promised to help you, why do you still ask Xiao Yan for money? He is just a child under five years old, and he has no idea about money. You have to export 2000 million?"

Facing the man's accusation, various emotions fermented in An Luo's heart.

She felt wronged, sad, and humiliated by being questioned. It turned out that he thought of her like this in his heart.

He really didn't expect that she was in his heart... so unbearable.

An Luo didn't explain anymore, she tried not to let the tears fall, and looked at him disappointedly.

"If Mr. Gong thinks so, I'm powerless to refute it. No matter how much you explain, you won't believe me in your heart, will you?"

She didn't seem to be explaining, but more provocative. Gong Chenyan pinched her chin with great force.

The dull pain made An Luo close his eyes, tears slid down his cheeks and dripped on the back of the man's hand.

He looked at the woman in front of him with a complicated expression.

Should I trust her?Can you believe it?

Five years ago he chose to trust her unreservedly, what happened?

This woman leaves as soon as she says, without mercy!
Feeling the pain on the chin becoming more and more obvious, An Luo's breathing became heavier, and she couldn't help it anymore, her whole chin seemed to be numb.

Suddenly, Gong Chenyan let go of his hand, and squinted at her expressionlessly: "Just this once, in the future, you are not allowed to talk about money with Xiao Yan, no matter what the reason is."

She propped her hands on the bed, panting roughly to hold back her tears.

After a long time, An Luo bit his lips and replied quietly: "I see."

The man who lost his temper didn't stay any longer and left the hospital directly.

As soon as he left, she couldn't help but covered her face with her hands and began to cry...

Why blame her without asking clearly?
Is there no trust between them?
Originally, it was just a joke with Xiao Yan, but who knew it would end like this, An Luo felt that he was going to die of pain.

(End of this chapter)