wealthy child bride

Chapter 4

Lu Yang took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and tried to make his tone sound calm: "But if not, please don't talk to me in this tone in the future, don't think that I live by the breath of your Gu family, you Gu Beichen can humiliate me unscrupulously and play tricks? Huh! Even if it is a trick, I will not play it on you, Gu Beichen, I, Lu Chan, are not that boring."

After finishing this big conversation, Lu Yang felt relaxed at that time

It was rare for Gu Beichen to listen to her with a good temper, then lowered his head slightly, shrugged his shoulders twice, as if smiling, but when he raised his head again, his gaze was as cold as an ice cave.

"It seems that you haven't worked in vain for the past seven years. It really has changed. I remember that you didn't even talk much at that time, but now you have developed a sharp tongue. This time I will trust you once, but you give me Remember, there will never be a second time." Gu Beichen was still skeptical about Lu Chan's words, but he decided to give her a chance by mistake, and he attributed it to giving old Marshal Gu face.

Lu Yang is the person in the heart of Old Marshal Gu. Out of filial piety, he did something like loving the house and letting her go.

But only this time.

Lu Yang moved the chair and sat down again. He stopped looking at Gu Beichen. There was a meaningless smile on his small melon seed face, his eyes didn't blink, he was empty without any emotion, and his tone of voice didn't fluctuate at all.

"Actually, at the end of the day, Mr. Gu is just afraid that I will stalk you, even after a hundred years, you can rest assured that Mr. Gu will not let you go. I can't do this kind of thing. ruined his own life."

"I still have my life to live." Finally, Lu Chan said lightly.

bathroom.

Gu Beichen was blowing his hair in front of the mirror with a hair dryer. He looked at himself in the mirror, but all he could think of was the last sentence Lu Chan said - I still have my own life to live.

Her life, hum!The life she talked about must be the life without him, Gu Beichen. What a joke, how could he have interfered with her in the past seven years.

Thinking of this, Gu Beichen became inexplicably disturbed, pulled the towel from his neck and slammed it on the sink.

The face of himself in the mirror was full of irritability, and a Sichuan character was twisted between his brows, which was very different from his elegant and noble image of strolling around in the garden in the past.

It's still the same handsome face that looks like a painting, but it's not as calm and calm as before, but it has a childish look on it.

His rare emotional disturbance was caused by the woman in the house who had been neglected by her for seven years. It was ridiculous to think about it.

When Gu Beichen returned to the room, he saw Lu Yang making the bed: "Wash yourself before going to bed."

At this time, Lu Yang had the urge to roll her eyes. In order to restrain this urge, she quickly turned around with a pillow in her hand: "This is your place, I'll sleep here." She pointed to the floor that had been laid under the bed, Keep the pillows handy.

Lu Yang lay down with his back facing the bed and Gu Beichen, half of the quilt was spread under his body, and the other half covered his body: "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the floor, remember to get out of bed from the other side when going to the bathroom, Don't step on me." There was no ups and downs in her voice.

"You are welcome." Lu Yang lay on the ground with his back facing him, unable to see his cold and bone-chilling expression at the moment, and his voice perfectly did not reveal a trace of his displeasure.

Just when Lu Yang was about to turn off the desk lamp above his head, Gu Beichen's cell phone vibrated on the bedside table. On the sapphire blue background, snowflakes were flying, and Tang Anqi's name clearly flashed in light ink Song typeface.

Lu Chan was stunned for a moment, and was about to hand it to Gu Beichen, but a slender, white hand got the phone first. Lu Chan turned off the light, and then lay back down again.

Gu Beichen's voice sounded above Lu Yang's head, not loud, but enough for her to hear clearly.

"Well, I'm in the old house, well, I won't go."

"Ok."

"Me too."

After the call was over, Gu Beichen put the phone back on the bedside table, glanced casually at Lu Tang under the bed, and found that she was tightly wrapped in the quilt, leaving only a small head with black hair outside: "If you don't Come to bed if you are comfortable, and I will go to another room."

Although he doesn't like this woman, as a man, he should be generous when he should.

"No need, it's already like this, you will disturb the old man if you go out, just make do with one night." After finishing speaking, he wrapped the quilt again.

"As you please." He had already said this, this woman is really awkward enough, and he blamed himself, why bother to care about her for no reason.

It seems that if a man wants a gentleman, he should also be able to distinguish who he is.

April in City A is when it's warm and cold. The Gu family's old house is an old house without floor heating. Although there is an air conditioner in the house, the ground is still very cool.

Lu Yang was already afraid of the cold, plus the fear this room brought to her, it was conceivable that it was almost impossible to fall asleep.

Half an hour later, Lu Yang's hands and feet began to become numb little by little, and the surgical incision on his abdomen was also aching, but the discomfort in his body made his mind abnormally clear.

Maybe it's because the room is too quiet, a single movement of turning over can amplify the screeching sound of the bedding rubbing against the cloth several times than usual.

Lu Yang stretched his hand into his clothes to cover his stomach, but the cold palm did not relieve the pain caused by the incision at all. Lu Yang's palm could clearly feel the existence of the scar, which was a full twelve centimeters long, and it was clearly branded on her. belly.

This is the best evidence left by the tragic experience seven years ago.

When he penetrated her body mercilessly, she wanted to scream loudly, she wanted to tell him to go out, she wanted to tell him that she hurt, really hurt, like tearing, she felt that all the blood in her body was going backward Every beat of her heart seemed to be reminding her that she wanted to live and endure all this soberly.

At the time of the most pain, she finally couldn't help but want to pray to the man on her body, but she couldn't make a sound, she couldn't even shed tears, she could only bite her lip until it broke , blood trickled down the corners of her lips into her mouth, even her breath smelled bloody, she still didn't let go, because she wanted a stronger pain to replace the tearing pain.

(End of this chapter)