C41

After the illness, the pale complexion of the man gradually tensed up to the point that it turned slightly red.

Pei Luoyi found it difficult to bear, but she began to laugh even more unrestrainedly as she stared at the magnified face. Her tone was full of undisguised mockery, "I said …" Don't you hate me, Mr. Gong? "I only got a fever and you want to fight me to the death? If I was burned to a fool, wouldn't you vent the hatred in your heart?"

"If you were to be burned into a fool, wouldn't my ten million gold be a waste?"

His eyes were half closed, and a faint light flowed across them, "I've bought you for three years, there's plenty of time to do this slowly."

Pei Luoyi looked into his eyes, and the faint smile on her lips faded away. Her face regained its indifference.

Only after their gazes met did the man let go of his hand. His tall figure stood up from the bed and gracefully got off the bed to stand by the bed. He then brushed off his wrinkled suit jacket.

Pei Luoyi raised her hand to feel the soreness on her cheeks. Her eyes dimmed from the man's words just now.

Indeed, what they lacked the most was time.

How ironic, how pretentious could she be?

Maybe she would obediently let him slaughter her, and he would get tired of playing games like this sooner.

The silence in the room lasted for a long time, so long that she had no idea what the man was thinking or what else he wanted to do.

It was only when the servant brought the food up, looked at her cautiously, and then looked at the man who had not spoken a single word, that he noticed the atmosphere, "Young Master Gong, the porridge is done. Should we feed Miss Pei now, or leave her alone first …"

Gong Yan swept his gaze over the bowl of steaming hot porridge and said coldly, "Leave it there."

"Alright."

The servant placed the porridge on the table and left the room.

She closed her eyes and heard the man walk around the end of the bed to the other side, pull over a chair, and sit down.

She didn't bother to open her eyes and look at him. She pretended to be asleep and for a while, she didn't hear anything from the man.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and was about to ask if there was anything else he could do when he saw the man holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon of porridge in the other, blowing lightly on his lips.

In a split-second, Pei Luoyi felt as if her entire body was frozen in place, to the point where she forgot to even blink.

It was as if he found the unimaginable action of a man unbelievable, or was simply too shocked.

A minute ago, he had tried to pinch her to death, but now …

Was he schizophrenic?

This thought subconsciously popped into her mind.

After Gong Yan finished blowing on the spoon of congee, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at the woman whose face was changing constantly. He then moved closer and placed the spoon in his hand next to her lips.

"Eat."

The man said in a commanding tone.

Pei Luoyi propped herself up on her elbow and reflexively retreated, "I won't eat, you take it."

Putting aside the fact that she didn't have any appetite right now, even if she did, thinking about how he had breathed on the spoon just now and maybe even had saliva on it … Pei Luoyi's appetite was gone, and there was a look of disdain on his face.

Her eyes were filled with the loathing of naked fruits. It was as if that spoon of porridge was stained with some kind of virus and bacteria. Naturally, a man would take notice of it.

His dark eyes turned into a storm, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop by several degrees in an instant. His voice was low and hoarse. "Are you going to eat?"

Pei Luoyi looked at his bottomless black eyes and suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart. However, she still resolutely replied, "Didn't I say that I don't want to eat anymore?"

Her gloomy eyes darkened even more as she subconsciously moved backwards bit by bit.

Just when she thought a man would do something, he suddenly smiled, his thin lips curving into a playful smile.

He put the spoon back into the bowl and stirred slowly.

"I heard that your father took my ten million, so the company finally looked better …" "I just don't know. If we don't find any investors, his lousy company won't be able to hold on."

He spoke in a light tone. Then, he lifted his lips and looked at her reaction without even glancing at her.

Pei Luoyi was startled, as if she couldn't digest what he had just said.

By the time he realized the meaning behind his words, his face had already turned as white as paper.

She pursed her lips, and her fingers tightened into the white sheet. "You …" "What do you mean?"

He watched with satisfaction as the light in her eyes dimmed. The smile on the man's face deepened, but his hands still stirred the porridge in the bowl at a steady pace without any intention of explaining himself.

When he didn't answer, she couldn't help but ask, "Dad's company... Is that because of you? "

He was asking her, but the answer had long since appeared clearly in his mind.

Thinking brings with it the fear of being slow on the uptake.

"What you're asking is not even a bit technical."

Gong Yan looked at her trembling body, his eyes were so calm that there wasn't a single ripple. He replied in a light tone, "I won't do anything … "How could your good father have come knocking on my door and signed the ten million dollar agreement with me?"

BOOM!

It was like a thunderbolt that had exploded in his head.

Pei Luoyi felt as if all the strength in her body was sucked out in an instant. Her tottering body could only barely support herself on the bed.

"Tell me," she said, looking at him with wide, lifeless eyes, her pale lips moving. "Did my father take the initiative to look for you?"

"Otherwise?"

The man raised an eyebrow, "If he didn't find me, would he just watch as the rivers and mountains that he worked so hard for most of his life were destroyed? However, when he heard my request, he hesitated for a few days. From the looks of it, he was reluctant to sell you to me. From this point of view, he was barely a qualified father. "

"Gong Yan!"

"Since you've already decided that it was me who bumped into you, then that means that it's a matter between me and you. It has nothing to do with my parents!"

So it was all part of this man's plan.

Even if he didn't sell her to him, he still had other ways to force her into submission.

She shivered with rage in the bed, while the man was as leisurely as a man who didn't matter.

He lowered his eyes and listened to her low growl. Once again, he scooped another spoonful of congee from the bowl. "Mm, since you've realized the reality, now drink the congee."

Then the spoon was in front of her again.

Pei Luoyi did not move, nor did she intend to open her mouth.

"Are you sure you don't want to drink it?"

He casually said: "If you don't drink, you'll have to consider the consequences. Your father's company is tied to you now, and if you repeat the same mistake, I don't know if he will be able to bear it. Who can lend him another ten million …"

As she finished her sentence, the woman lowered her head and took the spoon, swallowing the porridge.