Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

Gu family villa.

Gu Minzhou hugged Jiang Yuan and went straight to the bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed, and even the slightest movement did not wake her up from her deep sleep.

Maybe it's because I'm too tired.

She really fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Minzhou sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her sleeping face with tender eyes.

"I've been looking for you for so many years, and I finally meet you."

He bent down and kissed her forehead, his movements were extremely cautious, as if he was holding fragile porcelain, for fear of hurting her.

Her brows were twitched into a ball, and there was a faint sadness between her brows.

Gu Minzhou's eyes became more and more pitiful, and he looked at it for a long time before getting up and leaving the room.

The next morning.

The piercing sunlight shone into the room, and Jiang Yuan opened her eyes in confusion, looking around, and the strange environment woke her up suddenly.

She immediately lifted the quilt and found that the skirt she wore yesterday was still there.

I was so scared that I rolled my throat, "Where is this place!"

He rushed out of the bedroom in a hurry, but bumped into a fleshy wall head-on. Gu Minzhou supported the wall with one hand, put the other hand in his pocket, and looked at her lazily.

"This is my bedroom." He said lightly.

He picked up her mobile phone, "A mad dog called you more than 100 times yesterday." His tone was a little jealous, and he handed her the mobile phone.

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment before realizing who he was referring to by the 'mad dog'.

Her face flushed instantly, her heart had already exploded, and she whispered, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." There was a faint smile on the corner of Gu Minzhou's mouth, his eyes fell on her, and a dark light flashed across his eyes.

Jiang Yuan lowered her head and ran out in a hurry, "Senior Gu, I'm going back first."

Gu Minzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, "Well, I'll see you off."

"No need!" She ran out of Gu's villa in a panic, took a deep breath, "It's over, it's over."

She didn't go to Bo Chenchuan's date yesterday, and she didn't explain it clearly to him, and now she shows up at someone else's house out of nowhere, this simply... killed her.

With his character, he would secretly find a place to kill her and bury her.

She rolled her throat, remembering that the child in her belly wanted to leave the other party's heart became more and more eager, and she had to have a showdown with the other party for this child.

Jiang Yuan scratched her head irritably, walked quickly to the bus stop, and hailed a taxi to go home.

Standing at the door of Tanjuyuan with a slightly nervous expression.

Pushing open the door, she breathed a sigh of relief in the empty living room, "Master... are you at home?"

Jiang Yuan paused when she changed her shoes, and her aunt replied in a low voice from the kitchen, "The young master didn't come back last night, and he probably won't be back today either."

Her heart went cold for an instant, but she was also a little grateful.

"This..." The servant hesitated, "Today is Miss Chu Yan's three-year memorial day."

Jiang Yuan froze for a few seconds, then suddenly looked up at the time on the wall, which happened to stop on October 23rd. "It's been three years so fast."

In the cemetery.

Bo Chenchuan's face was tired, and the dark circles under his eyes added a bit of gloom to his handsome appearance. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing his strong and strong arms, and his whole body exuded an icy coldness that repulsed people thousands of miles away.

A gust of wind blew, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown away.

He took out a pack of cigarettes and lit it.The bluish-white smoke lingered on the bridge of his handsome nose, making the whole person look even more ethereal.

After burning a cigarette, he threw away the cigarette butt, and when he paused to pick it up again, he was interrupted by a voice behind him.

"Master, doesn't Miss Jiang dislike you smoking?"

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the cheek of the woman on the tombstone. Her eyes were beautiful, as bright as stars, but at this moment, another woman kept appearing in his mind.

"Smoking to refresh yourself." He didn't sleep last night.

Sitting in the marriage proposal restaurant and waiting for a whole night, Jiang Yuan didn't arrive.

"Miss Jiang, there may be something urgent, should I save the proposal scene for you first?" the special assistant asked tentatively.

Bo Chenchuan waved his hand, "No need." His eyes fell on He Chuyan's tombstone again.

"Help me book the nearest flight to the sea, the sooner the better."

"Ah?" The special assistant was surprised, "Ms. Jiang, do you want to tell her?"

Bo Chenchuan ignored his words, turned around and left.

The other party immediately understood what he meant.

The car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, and Bo Chenchuan and He Chuchu met their gazes, and she pushed the wheelchair towards each other.

"Brother Chen Chuan, I know you are coming to pay respects at this time, so I wonder if I will meet you."

Bo Chenchuan looked at her gravely, but didn't speak.

I just followed her and walked into the cemetery again.

He Chuchu took the initiative to push the wheelchair, and he walked slowly with his slender legs.

The two walked side by side, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

"I heard that you were going to propose to Mr. Jiang yesterday."

Bo Chenchuan's footsteps paused slightly, his voice was low and hoarse, "Yes."

When He Chuchu heard this, her pupils shrank slightly, her hand gripping the armrest of the wheelchair gradually tightened, her eyes were sour, and she tried to hold back the tears.

"Do you really love her, or is it just a plaything?"

He looked ahead, his voice was indifferent and distant, "She is the only woman I want."

"Brother Chenchuan!" He Chuchu yelled loudly, "Did you forget that your father only allows you to marry me."

With deep eyes, he looked at the woman on the tombstone.

"So what."

"Will my sister agree to you marrying that woman?" He Chuchu excitedly grabbed his arm and asked, her eyes were red, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, "Don't forget, my sister died because of you."

Bo Chenchuan frowned, and said in a steady voice, "No."

He Chuchu clenched her fists tightly, trying to suppress the surging emotions in her heart, "If you hadn't answered the phone that day, would she have been beaten to death by another man?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Bo Chenchuan turned his head suddenly, his sharp gaze pierced her body like a sharp blade, making it suffocating.

Her breath caught.

Bo Chenchuan's eyes were as cruel and terrifying as if poisoned, "I said no."

He seemed to be escaping, and he didn't dare to look at the photo on the tombstone anymore. He Chuchu sneered, and stood up from the wheelchair with a broken jar.

"If you are worthy of my sister, you must marry me!"

The straight legs didn't seem to surprise the other party, but there was a little disappointment in the depths of his eyes.

He squatted down slowly, stretched out his bony fingers to caress the writing on the tombstone, and said in a low voice, "I once promised your sister that I would treat you well."

"That's because I love her."

Saying this sentence for so many years still makes Chu Chu feel uncomfortable.

"Brother Chenchuan, I've been by your side since childhood, don't you think you're half happy with me?" She approached him, "I'm so much worse than my sister?"

"I do not have."

He denied it, speaking calmly.

She sneered and shook her head, "You're lying."

"I've only treated you like a younger sister since I was a child."

Bo Chenchuan stood up, looked down at her condescendingly, and said in a cold voice, "Chuchu, there are many men in this world, you deserve better men."

"A better man, who do you think is worthy of having me besides you, brother Chen Chuan, I love you."

Her gaze was firm and persistent, "You are the only one who will not marry in this life!"

He Chuchu's complexion became more and more ugly, there was no sweetness in the sharp voice, and he continued to press at the other party, "My sister died because of you, don't you feel sorry?"

"You were the one who killed my sister."

"If it wasn't for you, my sister wouldn't have died either."

"You are responsible for me."