C39 (1/2)
With Xiang Qicheng's power, dealing with her was easier than killing an ant.
Hey, wait? Chu Yu suddenly thought of something, and raised her head, staring at the man who was drinking coffee on the sofa suspiciously. She looked at him for a few seconds, and then placed her hands on the table, a piercing gaze appearing in her eyes. ”Mr. Xiang, let me ask you, what is my relationship with you?”
Xiang Qicheng paused slightly, a resolution could be seen on his stiff face. He said with a serious face: ”You called me a scumbag just now, and now you're asking me, Miss Chu, am I indulging you too much in these few days?”
Chu Yu's heart thumped, as he sat down, his tone showed no sign of fear: ”That's right, you're so indulging me that I suspect that I have something to do with you. Or perhaps, I'm the daughter of that family.”
The woman who could travel by his side was definitely not simple, and now, she had lost her memories …
Seeing Xiang Qicheng suddenly staring at her intently, Chu Yu felt uneasy all over. He coughed lightly and continued: ”Of course, I am not that arrogant.”
Xiang Qicheng supported his chin with one hand, while rubbing it with his thumb, he gave an interesting smile: ”I didn't say that you're arrogant, why are you admitting to it? Besides, what's your identity, can't you see it yourself?”
Speaking of which, it made him angry!
Chu Yu looked like he had no place to say it, ”I saw it!”
”I could also tell that you're a trash!” She could not stop her anger. With that, she turned around and walked up the stairs with large strides.
When Xiang Qicheng heard the sound of the door slamming closed upstairs, he relaxed. A smile leaked out from his thin lips.
Zuo Lin watched from the side and said with a blush, ”Young Master, why do I feel like I didn't discover the scandal between you and Miss Helian on my own?”
”No matter what, what should come will eventually come. Since she knows, let her know.” Xiang Qicheng's gaze became unfathomable.
As a subordinate, Zuo Lin naturally could not surpass him, so he did not ask.
On the other hand, Chu Yu laid on the bed with his pillow covering his head.
After learning about this from the dessert shop, she felt that she had sinned!
How could she be intimate with someone like Xiang Qicheng two days ago? Fortunately, however, she only had Kiss …
No! No! Kiss was no good either!
Chu Yu did not understand why he hated Xiao San to the extreme.
It could be the moral impotence of the heart, or something else. Just as she was troubled by her thoughts and closing her eyes, two voices buzzed past her ears.
”Dad!” ”Who is this woman?”
”She will be your mother.”
”What!?” What about my mother? She's not! ”
Chu Yu's ears were in a mess, as though they were about to explode. She couldn't bear it any longer, so she went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Perhaps this was the feeling of sin?
So she blew her hair and made a decision...
Chu Yu walked with heavy steps to the front of Xiang Qicheng's study. Just as she knocked on the door, the man inside let her in.
Her bathed body gave off an attractive scent, and she wore a thin, knee-length T-shirt.
Xiang Qicheng's lower abdomen tightened and the light in his eyes became deeper.
Chu Yu noticed and protected himself with one hand: ”Don't worry, I'm dressed very safely. I won't harm the reputation of both of us!”
”Hahaha.” Xiang Qicheng laughed, feeling that she was extremely interesting, he retracted his gaze and looked at the computer: ”You're looking for me, could it be that you're telling me that you can't let me have a taste of the sweet anymore?”
Chu Yu's face became hot: You! Anger rushed to her head, but thinking of the purpose of this visit, she decided against it. Restraining her anger, she clenched her fists and took a few steps forward.
”Mr. Xiang, as a top wealthy family, I think you don't want your reputation to be tarnished, and your family's stock market to fall.” Chu Yu said seriously: ”Of course, it's too easy for your Xiang Family to cover other people's mouths. If I say it, Mr. Xiang will listen and everything will be fine. As for what happened before, although I cannot pretend it didn't happen, but, I do not wish for there to be a next time.