Chapter 583: Three Year Itch XXXII

Chapter 583: Three Year Itch XXXII

The “ride” that Gu Yuanzhou said opened Wen Ying’s eyes. The windows on both sides of the sports car were lowered, and the strong wind blew the sports car. Her eyelids seemed to be glued together and it was difficult to open them. The extremely fast cornering made her heart beat wildly , the two forest scenes kept passing backwards, which was so exciting that she almost screamed.

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“Don’t worry, this speed is not the fastest.” He was controlling the steering wheel, focusing on the road ahead, with a smile on his lips, a serious and calm man with a different charm.

But she didn’t want to look at it, “You let me go!”

“I used to be in a bad mood, so I would go out for a couple of laps. When you find that everything and everyone can’t catch up with you, those things that bother you will be left behind.” He laughed, “It’s very delightful.”

“President Gu is still so perceptive.” She raised the car window, turned to the side of the window, not wanting to look at him, “He used to be very good. Sometimes I think, if he didn’t marry a woman who is too ambitious, but willing to hide the women under his umbrella may be much happier.”

“Don’t make choices for others.” Gu Yuanzhou glanced at her inadvertently, “How do you know he will regret it?”

His speed gradually slowed down during the conversation.

She smiled and shook her head, “He will definitely not regret it. He is very childish and loves to rush forward. He will not die unless he hits the south wall. Don’t think that he will regret it easily. When I was studying, there was a class I organized a mountain climb, and I sprained my ankle halfway up, so I wanted to wait for them to come down halfway up the mountain. He insisted on carrying me up, saying that it would be boring if we didn’t watch the sunrise together. Others suggested taking turns to carry me. He still refused, and in the end he carried me to the top of the mountain by himself, and the sunrise was long gone, and his feet were trembling to the point where he could barely move...”

In the middle of her speech, her voice suddenly choked up, and the night stream was shining on the car window, reflecting her red eyes, “He didn’t feel regretful, and he even joked at me, saying that this must be an experience I have never had, and I want to forget it yet I can’t forget it either.”

He listened in silence.

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