C7

With that ice-cold official tone, Ye Wanqing absentmindedly thought that he had returned to that day of humiliation five years ago, and subconsciously retreated.

"I'm sorry, I don't know your husband. I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."

Ye Wanqing turned and walked away as soon as he finished speaking. However, after walking a few steps, his wrist was grabbed by someone, and with a pull, he smashed into a thick chest. The man's expensive yet light fragrance filled his nose, causing Ye Wanqing's heart to become anxious.

It was him!

Lifting his head, the man's sexy adam's apple, perfectly curved chin, thin lips, and tall nose entered his vision. The man's facial features were three-dimensional, exuding the cold and solemn aura of someone in a superior position.

In those two months five years ago, she had done the most intimate things with this man almost every night. She had traced his face with her fingertips countless times, but she had never been able to form the outline of him in her mind.

She had scratched his waist and bitten his shoulder, but she had not been able to kiss his lips, because in his eyes, she was only a surrogate, unworthy of being pitied.

Now that he was standing right in front of her, with just a glance, she was able to confirm that the person from five years ago was him.

"Lu Zhou, drive!"

Gu Jinyuan instructed in a deep voice, as his hands naturally wrapped around Ye Wanqing's waist and shoved her into the carriage.

After the car had gone for a distance, Ye Wanqing regained his senses and leaned towards the door of the car, trying his best to stay as far away from Gu Jinyuan as possible.

Gu Jinyuan sat in the car, holding a flat board that she was swiping through the air non-stop. Ye Wanqing glanced at it and saw that it was filled with densely written words, yet she could not recognize any of them.

The man was wearing a black suit. It was obvious that the custom-made high-class clothes were quite expensive. The clothes were extremely pressed around his straight waist. The lines were smooth and there were no wrinkles at all.

His hands were very good-looking. His fingers were as long as bamboo, with distinct knuckles. His fingernails were neatly trimmed, a bit like a doctor's hands. His round, smooth fingers pointed at the screen, as if possessed by magic.

After an unknown period of time, the man withdrew his tablet, and placed both his hands on his knees. His right index finger pointed repeatedly, and unconsciously, Ye Wanqing's breathing rhythm kept up with his.

"Ye Wanqing?"

Gu Jinyuan opened his mouth, carrying a bit of doubt, but Ye Wanqing's brain could not react as he habitually answered: "Present!"

His voice was loud and clear, as though he was a student who was suddenly called out in class.

Gu Jinyuan raised her eyebrows, her face was a little hot. Why did she feel that she would do some disgraceful things in front of this man?

Gu Jinyuan did not speak anymore, and just quietly looked at the embarrassed woman in front of him.

She wore a light blue floral dress with a beige windbreaker over it. Her hair was tied into a simple bun, revealing her shiny forehead and slender neck. She was dressed very simply, and everything on her body added up to less than two thousand yuan.

The cheap price was the first judgement Gu Jinyuan made of her.

Her face was painted with light makeup. The makeup wasn't strong, and her facial features were soft and graceful. Her skin could still be considered fair.

Because it didn't look aggressive, it wasn't easy to dislike. However, it was likely due to lack of sleep. There were traces of blood in its eyes, and there were also faint dark circles under its eyes.

Sloppy was Gu Jinyuan's second judgement of her.

Gu Jinyuan really couldn't have a good impression of a cheap and slovenly woman, but she tasted unusually good.

Gu Jinyuan's mind suddenly flashed with images that were inappropriate for children, causing him to pause his train of thoughts, was he actually distracted? Or was it because of such a woman?