With a click, pain shot through her again, and she let out an involuntary cry of surprise.
By the time she opened her eyes from her dazed state,
he had already let her go, still maintaining a half-crouching posture, his long eyes showing a somewhat arrogant expression.
“What are you doing?”
She was somewhat angry, not understanding why he had deliberately seduced her and then twisted her ankle just as she lost control.
He chuckled softly, straightened up, and looked down at her, “Stand up and walk a few steps to see!”
She looked at him with half doubt and half belief, carefully stood up with the help of the sofa, and then took a few steps, realizing that her foot didn’t hurt anymore.
Oh, I’m so sorry!
Thank you so much!” she apologized for her attitude just now.
His hands rested in his pockets, his gaze deep and mischievously crafty, “How will you thank me?”
“How would Mr.
Gong like to be thanked?” she asked, lifting her clear eyes to him.
He leaned in close to her, and his slender fingers pinched her chin, his gaze locking onto hers for a long time, “I like you!”
His words were simple yet shockingly assertive and domineering.
She was stunned inside.
He was the president of an international conglomerate, a young billionaire hunk, handsome and wealthy.
And she was just a penniless college girl, oh, and also someone who had been dumped like a weak shrimp…
For a moment, a touch of sadness flickered in her eyes.
“I’ll think about it!”
“You have one hour, before I change my mind.”
His gaze was deep and piercing, and she looked startled, before nodding in understanding.
He nodded slightly, watching her slender figure walk away, those pale, exposed feet stepping on the carpet.
The second-floor bedroom was grand, with a white dresser and a gorgeous palace-style makeup mirror over one meter tall; the wardrobe was also in light pink.
When she opened the wardrobe, inside were not only men’s clothes but also many women’s clothes, seemingly new with tags still attached.
Chi Xiaoyu took a shower and chose a white bathrobe.
In the darkness, she lay in bed, sleepless, her mind filled with images of Bo Xuan and Chi Tingting in their secret love affair, her head ached unbearably…
Suddenly, the light turned on, and Gong Beiming’s tall figure walked in, causing her to sit up nervously.
He glanced at her indifferently and headed straight for the bathroom, “I’m going to take a shower!”
Only then did she feel relieved; there was only one bedroom here, so, naturally, there was only one bathroom.
He, too, was drenched to save her.
After a long while, she approached the wardrobe, where there was a deep red waist-tightening bathrobe made of semi-transparent silk, very sexy as it revealed just enough.
Her fingertips trembled slightly, but in the end, reason overcame emotion.
Finally, she took it down and silently put it on…