he is intoxicated

Looking at Mu Yan's fair and clean body, Gu Chenzhou smiled lightly and sarcastically.

This is Mu Xiaochao's daughter.

That old man who was once so proud probably never thought that the precious daughter he held in his palm would one day be reduced to such a state.

"Don't regret it." Gu Chenzhou slowly took off the diamond cufflinks and watch on his sleeve.

A watch worth tens of millions was thrown on the bedside table just like that.

Mu Yan lowered her eyes, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said in a low voice: "Do I have the right to regret it?"

No.

Either submit to him, or be hunted down by loan sharks and creditors, and then be forced to commit suicide by jumping off a building like his father.

She doesn't want to die.

Her father is dead, she has to protect her younger brother.

The dead are dead, and the living must live.

Now, how could she have any dignity at all?

She slowly undid the last button...

three hours later.

Mu Yan hated Gu Chenzhou to death.

He is simply not human!

It's a beast!

What's more, he didn't let her get out of bed for the next three days.

She thought he was sick.

It's really sick!

How can a normal man have such strong desire and energy?

Her father's bones were not cold yet, so he tortured her like this, torturing her dignity and arrogance in different ways.

It seemed that the more he tortured her, the happier he would be.

She misses her father so much.

How good would it be if he was still alive?

If he was alive and had his protection, at least she would not be like this now, begging for perfection and being tortured by others.

Early next morning.

Nanhua came to see Mu Yan.

As soon as she opened the door of the guest room, she saw Mu Yan lying on the bed with dull eyes, tears in the corners of her eyes.

She felt distressed for a while, and said: "Ayan, don't be sad. You are so sad. Uncle Mu will definitely feel distressed when he sees it in the spirit of heaven."

Mu Yan raised her eyelids to look at her, and mechanically asked, "Why are you here?"

"Gu Chenzhou called me and asked me to come, saying that you were in a bad mood, and asked me to spend more time with you. He is quite concerned about you, and it seems that he really cares about you."

Mu Yan smiled self-deprecatingly.

He really knows how to act.

He did it on purpose to make people think that he cared about her a lot.

Nan Hua called the servant to bring over the towel.

Wait for the maid to bring towels.

Nanhua gently wiped away Mu Yan's tears, and suddenly caught a glimpse of half a kiss mark under the collar of her pajamas.

She was slightly surprised, but soon relieved, "What about the two of you?"

Mu Yan nodded.

Nan Hua smiled, and temporarily put her hanging heart back into her stomach, "Mu's Group is such a big mess, Gu Chenzhou took it as soon as he said it. He also took you and Xiaoxuan to his home and settled down. You are so kind, I am relieved. If he has always been so kind to you, after three years of filial piety, you two can get married."

Mu Yan is a very face-saving person.

Even to her best friend, she was too embarrassed to mention the ten-year agreement.

It's hard to tell.

Since she was a child, she has always been the jewel held in the palm of her family.

In the past twenty years, she has never experienced any hardship, let alone this kind of humiliation.

Nan Hua looked at Mu Yan's preoccupied appearance.

I feel that since Mu Xiaochao's death, she has changed a lot.

In the past, she was an innocent young lady, who could say whatever she wanted without restraint, but now she hesitated to speak, her eyes were gloomy and she was full of worries.

She only thought that she was worried about the matter of the Mu family company because of the pain of losing her father.

She hugged Mu Yan in her arms distressedly, "The dead cannot be brought back to life, the living must live, Ah Yan, you have to think about it."

Mu Yan hummed.

Nan Hua comforted her for a long time, and talked a lot with her.

She said it all, and Mu Yan listened.

I don't know if she listened or not.

Nan Hua didn't leave until the evening.

Gu Chenzhou came back at night.

The servant came up to meet him, took the briefcase and coat from him, and said, "After Miss Shen came, Miss Mu is finally willing to eat and talk."

"How much did you eat?" Gu Chenzhou tore off his tie and unbuttoned two shirts, revealing his white and straight neck.

"I ate half a bowl of rice, drank half a bowl of porridge, and ate some vegetables."

Gu Chenzhou hummed in his throat, and handed her the tie.

I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, the cuffs were rolled up, the arms were slender and powerful, and the wrist bones were slightly protruding.

After wiping his hands, he went to the guest bedroom on the second floor.

Mu Yan was lying on the bed and reading a book.

Seeing Gu Chenzhou coming in, she was so frightened that she hurriedly put the book on the bed and shrank back.

Gu Chenzhou smiled faintly, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

"I'm in pain, I really can't do it today." Mu Yan whispered, her eyes slightly lowered, not daring to look at him.

The leg hurts badly.

It hurts all over.

Three days in a row, several times a night.

Even the cattle in the production team can't do that.

Gu Chenzhou didn't say anything, sat down beside her, picked up the book she was reading and turned a few pages, and saw the cover, it was "Basics of Film Script Writing".

He asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​being a screenwriter?"

Seeing that he didn't mention going to bed, Mu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "My mother is a screenwriter."

"Your mother..." Gu Chenzhou paused, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "My mother is in finance."

Mu Yan was taken aback, she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to mention his mother to her.

In her impression, although he is gentle and gentle on the surface, he is cold in his bones, which makes people feel very distant.

She could touch his body, but not his soul.

She asked cautiously: "Your mother, is she okay?"

Gu Chenzhou's eyes turned cold, and he said with a smile: "She's dead."

He actually looks good when he smiles, but that smile makes people feel inexplicably cold.

Mu Yan couldn't help pulling the quilt to cover her chest, "I'm sorry."

Gu Chenzhou didn't respond, and asked instead: "I heard that you are in a better mood today, and you are willing to eat?"

Mu Yan nodded, "I ate a little."

"Be good like this, eat well. You are too thin, I like fatter ones." He raised his hand to touch her head.

Mu Yan hurriedly shrank her head back, avoiding his hand.

Gu Chenzhou's hand was hanging in the air, and he slowly retracted it after a second, "Your brother was a little mentally stimulated because of your father's death. I have consulted the doctor. It is okay to send him to the hospital for treatment, or he can be treated conservatively at home. What are you going to do? I listen to you."

Mu Yan raised her head and looked into his eyes, "Can you treat him conservatively at home?"

"Yes. The doctor said that your brother has an old disease. Tell me, what caused it?"

"When my mother passed away, he was stimulated. After a period of treatment, he recovered. Now because of my father's death, he was stimulated again..." Mu Yan suddenly stopped talking.

She glanced at the layers of scars on Gu Chenzhou's left wrist,

Those scars were stacked one on top of the other, hideous and terrifying.

Each is three or four centimeters long.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand and covering it with her fingertips, "Why are there so many scars? It's so long and so deep, it must be painful?"