Chapter 590 (1/2)
She remembered the handsome boy with diamond earrings she met in the bar that day. Seeing the old man's attitude towards his fart, it was estimated that he also had a family background. And the boy said Su rourourou was his girlfriend in front of so many people?
Why are there always so many excellent men around her? Ke Shaoze, who used to circle around him, turned and fell in love with her. Now even Gu Mochen, who hated her to the bone, is... Softhearted?
At the thought of this, the resentment in her heart could not help deepening a little. She has to deal with a group of fat old men every day, trying to please them with a smile, just to give her a tip and a gift when they are in a good mood.
Obviously, they used to be classmates in the same class. Obviously, her starting point was higher than her at the beginning, but why did she fall into this field now?
Recalling the past days in school and the boys who had chased her in those years, especially Ke Shaoze, who had been silently following behind her, Ann put her soft and slender fingertips back tightly, and made a slight sound at the joints.
All this is caused by Su Rourou! Therefore, she will not make her feel better!
”It's all right. You can go. These are your reward.” Gu Mochen dropped a word without any temperature, and then threw a check in her face.
Ann Yirou quickly picked it up and looked at the numbers on the check, even her eyes straightened. So... The man in front of me is also a gold owner. He is not only a gold owner, but also quite handsome. Although he is not as good as Luo Yichen, he is much better than those old men.
An Yirou's eyes turned and didn't get up and leave immediately, but moved a little in the direction of Gu Mochen.
”Gu Shao, how boring it is to drink alone. Why don't I stay with you?” She thought he would not refuse her. After all, although she was down, her appearance was still online.
Instead of accompanying those disgusting old men, it's better to grasp the handsome young gold owner in front of you.
But unexpectedly, Gu Mochen just glanced at her coldly, and finally his eyes fell on her hand holding her arm.
His voice, colder than his eyes, seemed to come through the ice for thousands of years: ”let go.”