Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 6
This realization made An Luo's heart beat faster. She clenched her hands tightly and remembered the most important thing: "Where's my plan? Have you read it?"

"When did I promise you to see it?"

The expected answer dimmed her bright eyes, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepped on the wooden floor with her petite and white feet, and then walked towards the man step by step.

Gong Chenyan frowned, and squinted at her condescendingly.

She has already done a lot of sloppy things, and in a few days is the deadline given by the bank to An Shi, she...

Slowly raising his white hand, he gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, An Luo lowered his dignity, and tears hung in the corners of his eyes, crumbling.

"Gong Chenyan, please help me..."

Staring at her with black eyes, he suddenly raised his hand and pinched her chin, staring at the face mottled with tears, and said ruthlessly: "I am a businessman, if you want me to help, you have to come up with something that interests me. something in exchange."

An Luo didn't dare to struggle, she asked nervously: "What do you want? As long as An Shi can come up with it, I can give it to you."

Hei Mou stared at her for a full five seconds, then let go of her chin and landed on the first button of her white shirt.

An Luo froze, his face pale.

Gong Chenyan's expression was indifferent, and he did not let her go: "You can agree to what An's has?"

"me……"

"Miss An should be very clear about the word 'sincerity', but if you make a move, whether An's life or death has nothing to do with me."

She was really motionless, but her body couldn't stop shaking.

An Luo didn't dare to think that what Gong Chenyan wanted was her body.

The man's fingertips smoothly undid her third button. When she thought he would continue, the man just lifted the clothes off her right shoulder.

Hei Mou stared at the tattoo on her chest for a long time, then looked at her fearful gaze: "Why didn't it wash off?"

An Luo's face paled a little, his lips moved, and he replied, "I'm afraid of pain."

It hurts when you get the tattoo, but it hurts even more when you wash it off.

Hearing the answer, Gong Chenyan snorted coldly, and suddenly let her go: "Miss An, do you think I'm still interested in your body? You'll get tired of the food you've eaten the second time."

With a pretty face pale, she grabbed her disheveled chest, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Did she say something wrong to offend him?Why does it feel like he... is angry?

An Luo's eyes were red, and he said softly: "Gong Chenyan, I know that I am meaningless to you, but I beg you to help An's out of the past, please?"

The tall figure slowly stopped, but only for a moment: "I have no relationship with Miss An. You will leave my house immediately tomorrow morning."

An Luo wanted to catch up, but the driver stopped him: "Miss An, go to sleep, I will take you back tomorrow."

She refused: "please, let me see him again, please?"

The other party left the room directly and closed the door for her
An Luo held back his tears, turned around in frustration, and sat on the bed disappointedly.

Early the next morning, after she woke up, she ate a simple breakfast and asked the fat aunt to deliver it to the door.

An Luo looked back unwillingly, but was told: "Sir, 10 minutes before you got up, he had already gone to the company."

Blinking her eyes hard, she slowly entered the car, and then leaned against the window wearily, tears rolling in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)