291: C291 If He Didn't Lower His Head Who Would

C291 If He Didn't Lower His Head Who Would

Gong Mingchuan didn't refuse her. He brought her out of the 'haunted house'.

He felt very comfortable that she could bring him home with a high fever.

Both of them drove the car. Gong Mingchuan took the lead and walked to his own car. "Drive me. "

He sat in the passenger seat, while Youyou sat in the driver's seat.

He stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the Gong family villa.

Along the way, Youyou's phone rang non-stop. It was either Fesaer or Ouyang. There was even a text message from Tang Beiyue.

He was released by Gong Mingchuan.

Gong Mingchuan looked at the mess on her phone. Her beautiful face was covered by a mysterious light, and her pupils were as black as ink.

According to his previous personality, he would definitely take her phone away and throw it out of the window.

But he only asked lightly: "Why are there so many men chasing you?

And?

Youyou hurriedly shook her head. "Where did you chase me?"

Coincidentally, they ran into a red light on the road, and their car stopped at the intersection.

The owners of the cars on the side lane looked at Youyou one after another. They were stunned by her charming face and even whistled.

"I like you, right?" Gong Mingchuan crossed Youyou's arm and closed the frosted window on her side. He then said coldly: "You better wear a mask when you go out in the future. "

Le Youyou,. . . ""

How innocent!

She looked at him innocently. Gong Mingchuan looked at her charming eyes and suddenly became even angrier. He reached out and messed up her flowing sea and covered her charming eyes. "It's best not to look at men like that in the future. Don't you know it's dangerous? . . . ”

Her eyes had been turned into phoenix eyes like her elder sister's. Was she to be blamed?

She finally couldn't bear it any longer. "Gong Mingchuan, are you done yet? Don't force your dirty thoughts on other men. . . I see other men have the same look in their eyes, why do others feel that it is normal? You're the only one who feels uncomfortable. . . "

" Of course I'm the only one feeling uncomfortable. . . Because I am the only one who is sincere to you. . . " Gong Mingchuan shouted loudly, "Don't compare me with other stupid men. "

Le Youyou was stunned.

Was he the only one who was sincere to her?

He should be the only one who had ulterior motives towards her body!

The green light just happened to turn on.

Youyou snorted. She stepped on the accelerator on purpose and bounced out like a spring.

A strong sense of push hit Gong Mingchuan, and he almost fell down. He immediately understood what it meant to be a woman driving a car.

Seeing his sorry state, Youyou's mouth curled up with a hint of satisfaction from taking revenge.

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The car drove unhurriedly to the entrance of the Gong family's villa. Xiang Chen had already come out to welcome him. "Young master, how is your fever?"

Gong Mingchuan opened the door and got out of the car. "It's nothing. "

"My face is red. Is it alright?"

Gong Mingchuan turned to look at Youyou. "Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

His eyes were full of hope, like a child longing for a candy.

Youyou thought of Han Yuvri and Han Qiao spending all day at home playing tricks and even planning to give her to Gong Mingchuan. In her heart, she did not want to go back to Han family.

After she and Ouyang fake marriage, she also did not want to go to Ouyang's place.

"Alright then. " She wanted to enter the Gong family's villa first.

Xiang Chen looked at the leisurely back of the figure and a trace of joy flashed across his face. "Young Master, it seems like she has loosened up a little. . . Young Master, continue to work hard. . . "

Gong Mingchuan snorted lightly. "She was the one who gave me a knife. I was sorry and betrayed me. In the end, I led her to the wrong place. I still have to grovel and chase her back?"

"As a man, I have to take responsibility. If you don't bow your head, do you want her to bow her head? " Xiang Chen also tried to persuade him.

Gong Mingchuan nodded. "That makes sense. "

If he did not lower his head, who would?

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