142: C142 This Man's Proud Temper

C142 This Man's Proud Temper

"Stupid woman, do you think I like hotels?" His tone was not one of negotiation, but an order: "Come back with me"

"Gong Mingchuan, why did you come out just now? Once you came out, they knew what you and I were doing. . . " Le Youyou felt very distressed, "What would they think of me? Can I still come to Jiang City to travel in the future?"

"If you mind, then don't come to Jiang City. "

"How can I never come? I come once a year. . . "

She wanted to sweep her sister's grave.

"Every year?" Gong Mingchuan was a little puzzled. "Why are you here?" Are you here to sweep her sister's grave?

Le Youyou did not want to mention this matter. If she mentioned sweeping her sister's grave, it was equivalent to him admitting that she was Le Youyou.

This was her final bottom line and also her final dignity.

If she admitted that she was Le Youyou, then she would return to her previous state before the divorce.

She could not accept being together with the man that her elder sister loved. . .

She turned her head. "If Fesaer's Paradise is built, I will come to inspect it on his behalf every year. "

"If I can get you out of Fesaer's Corporation, you don't need to come. "

"Huh. . . " Le Youyou straightened her back. "Then wait until you get me out and consider our relationship. "

After saying that, she opened the door and walked out.

Gong Mingchuan did not chase after her. He just stood stiffly on the floor, his face slowly showing a trace of determination.

He dialed Xiang Chen's number. "Help me make an appointment with the backstage boss of Fesaer Corporation. It is the legendary princess of Saudi. Ask her how much it will cost to exchange for Youyou's freedom. "

Le Youyou left the room and went to the next room. She knocked on the door and the assistant Yu Hao opened the door. "Miss, do you have any instructions?"

She wanted Yu Hao to buy a set of clothes for Gong Mingchuan in her room.

Gong Mingchuan's clothes were wet. He obviously could not leave in his wet clothes.

But tonight, he had to leave!

Lee Youran's expression was insidious before he left. He might expose this matter. Tomorrow morning, the reporters might be knocking on the door.

She did not want to be knocked into sleeping with Gong Mingchuan. Otherwise, the headlines of the entertainment newspaper the next day would definitely be: "The president of Gong's Corporation, Gong Mingchuan, walked out of the XX hotel in wet clothes. He seemed to be the person in charge of the night association's Fesaer Corporation's Jiang City. YOYO Fesaer. . . "

When she thought of the headlines that might appear tomorrow and Yu Qiao's curses, Le Youyou's brain was about to explode.

"Miss, what is the matter with you?" Yu Hao saw Le Youyou's conflicted expression and could not help but ask again.

She shook her head. "I don't think I have anything to do either. "

She did not trust Yu Hao very much. After thinking for a while, she decided to personally go and buy Gong Mingchuan a set of clothes.

Coincidentally, the hotel she stayed in was a high-end shopping mall. She entered a men's clothing store and did not care about the brands. She picked the most expensive one and bought a casual suit and a white shirt. She carried the bag back to the hotel.

When she opened the door, Gong Mingchuan was still there. When he saw her return, he sneered. "Didn't you say that you don't want to stay with me? How did you know to come back?"

"Your clothes. " Youyou passed the bag of clothes to him. "See if it is suitable or not!"

She had never bought clothes for a man, so she told the clerk about Gong Mingchuan's height and approximate weight. The clerk helped her choose a number.

Gong Mingchuan was a little surprised. "Do you know which brand I often wear? Which size?"2

"I randomly choose. "

Gong Mingchuan took the clothes out of the bag, looked at the sign, and arrogantly threw it aside. " The size is perfect. But I don't like this sign. . . Throw it away!"

F * ck! What bad temper!

It's already good enough that I bought it for you, and you're still so picky!

Gong Mingchuan actually had a proud temper!

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