C10 (2/2)

”Young Master He has come looking for me.” Gu Xiaoyue laughed disdainfully, then said: ”He seems to really want that real estate project. He has been talking to me about it for a long time, and is even harassing me nonstop.”

What?

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Hee Wenhao hurriedly stood up and explained: ”Young Master Ling, how can you listen to this slut's nonsense. It's obvious that she said he couldn't forget me, and he still likes me.

Ling Rufeng swept his gaze across and looked at the assistant behind him.

The assistant immediately cleared out the rest of the random people in the coffee shop. A few minutes later, they were the only ones left in the coffee shop.

”Oh?”

Ling Rufeng rolled up his sleeves, casually sat in his seat, and looked at Gu Xiaoyue who was in her arms: ”Is that so?”

Seeing that his wife was confident, Ling Rufeng dared to ask her.

But Gu Xiaoyue did not think too much into it, and only thought that it was distrust, and her eyes dimmed a little.

But more importantly, Gu Xiaoyue had a proper smile on her face. She took out her phone and gracefully pressed a few buttons, playing the recording of the two's conversation.

Hee Wenhao's face was pale white. Unable to find a suitable reason, he forced himself to speak, ”Young Master Ling, look at how many tricks this slut has up his sleeve. You definitely cannot believe her words.”

Clenching his fists tightly, Ling Rufeng's face turned gloomy.

After that, he got up, and dragged Gu Xiaoyue along as she walked out: ”Looks like Mister He looks down on our Ling's. In the future, all cooperative projects between our Ling's and Gu's will be cancelled.”

”Young Master Ling, I did not.”

Hee Wenhao was confused, he staggered a few steps and chased after his.

”If you call my wife a slut, then what is my successor?” Ling Rufeng's voice was as sharp as a blade, piercing deeply into Hee Wenhao's heart, ”From now on, call her Madam Ling.”

After saying that, the two of them got into the car.

In the backseat, Gu Xiaoyue lowered her head and bit her lower lip, and carefully said: ”I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to misunderstand …”

Before she finished speaking, Ling Rufeng's beautiful face expanded and her ice-cold lips pressed against her own. The air around her instantly quieted down.

Gu Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes opened wide, the sound of her heart pounding entered her ears, and she became even clearer.

After caressing and rubbing for a long time, when her lips parted, they seemed to be affected by the silver threads, causing Gu Xiaoyue to feel extremely bashful.

Ling Rufeng's cold and magnetic voice came from the side, it did not carry any warmth, and it cut off all of Gu Xiaoyue's thoughts.

”In the future, don't meet with trash.”