Chapter 89
our debt Didn’t you say that husband and wife face everything together What Now you want to go back on your word I came to find you, I'm a guest, asking your wife to pour me a cup of tea, is that too...If Su Kexin could love herself as madly as Lin Xiaoru, doing anything for herself, that would be wonderful...
In a blink of an eye, Gu Yichen shook his head again. "Forget it this time, but in the future, don't do these things without discussing with me, okay"
Hearing that Gu Yichen wasn't going to pursue the matter, Lin Xiaoru's face flashed with a hint of joy. She threw her arms around him, "Of course not! Ah Han, you've been so good to me."
Looking at Gu Yichan before her, Lin Xiaoru's eyes flickered, and she suddenly sat up straight, her eyes alluring, her voice coquettish, "Ah Han, since returning to the country, it seems we haven't had that..."
Gu Yihan suddenly became a little stunned.
The room was lit only by a bedside lamp, the light already dim and hazy. In the blur, Lin Xiaoru's face seemed to overlap with that face from memory more than ever.
At this time, Lin Xiaoru had already taken the initiative to get closer to him, her red lips pressed against his, her body gently rubbing against his, “Ah Han… I really want to…”
But the moment Lin Xiaoru approached, the pungent scent of her perfume wafted into his nostrils.
In an instant, he was as if splashed with cold water, suddenly sobering up.
"No." He suddenly spoke, pushing Lin Xiaoru away.
Lin Xiaoru was pushed and staggered, looking at Gu Yichan with disbelief and pain, "Ah Han..."
Gu Yichen suddenly didn't know how to face Lin Xiaoru, he could only say, "I'm too tired today, how about another day"
Lin Xiaoru was even more hurt, but she still couldn't say anything. She could only bite her lip and nod.
Gu Yichen was about to go take a shower, but before entering the bathroom, he couldn't help but turn his head and say in a low voice, "Xiaoru, the perfume you're wearing is too pungent. I don't like it. Maybe you shouldn't wear perfume in the future."
After he said that, he walked into the bathroom without looking back.
Lin Xiaoru, left alone, turned pale as a sheet, as if her soul had been taken.
She… was rejected by Gu Yichen again.
Since she returned home, she had initiated countless times, but Gu Yihan had never accepted her advances. Not only that, he wouldn't make time for her either; most of the time, he was at the magazine company.
That magazine company that Su Kexin works for.
Today, he also said her perfume was overpowering
When they first got together, he had said that this was his favorite perfume, so no matter if it was morning or night after showering, she would carefully spray some on.
But now he was telling himself that she was better off not wearing perfume
These days, how many girls our age don't wear perfume
Besides someone like Su Kexin, who is a poor and pathetic loser!
Susan Ku...
As soon as she thought of the name, Lin Xiaoru's face turned even paler.
Was she overthinking again Gu Yichen... was he perhaps still unable to let go of Su Ke Xin!
Lin Xiaoru was so angry she was about to explode. She went crazy, grabbing the pillows and blankets from her bed and smashing them silently in the room.
Su Keqin!
You shameless bitch!
He may come from a humble background, but what right does he have to fight me for a man!
It was you who pushed me step by step to this point! Don't blame me for being rude!
She angrily took out her phone, making sure that Gu Yichen in the bathroom was already finished showering before dialing a number.
"Hello," Her voice was icy through the phone, "Find me that old man from back then. Tell him I need a favor. If he helps me, I can get him several pretty young girls. All for free."
The next morning.
When Su Kexin woke up, Gu Chi had already washed and was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, buttoning his shirt.
His buttons were mostly still scattered, revealing a glimpse of his chest. It was toned and white, with clearly defined muscle lines, perfect like a work of art.
Su Keixin didn't expect to have such good fortune early in the morning, she was a little stunned for a moment.
Noticing Su Kexin's absent-minded gaze in the mirror, Gu Chi's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, an imperceptible arc. His low voice sounded, "How is it Are you satisfied"tically, “That wretch doesn’t deserve such a title. She should have been defiled by those beggars back then, she should have lived in pain… No, she shouldn’t even be alive, she should be dead!”Listeni...