The villain boss is not easy to mess with

Chapter 92 The villain is not easy to flirt with (5)

Gu Cheng just got down and closed the car door casually.

There was a wind blowing, lifting a few strands of the man's hair, his delicate face was expressionless, even too cold.

He walked forward: "Come with me."

Tang Qian followed silently.

She is expected to be questioned in a while, so she has to organize her words and keep the little white rabbit character from collapsing.

Ah ah ah ah ah!
The strategy is the strategy, what kind of character design is there!

They took the elevator up to the 18th floor.

Gu Cheng entered the password, the door opened, he let her in first, and then closed the door.

The lights in the house have not been turned on yet, only the reflection of the bright lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows can be seen clearly.

"Sit down." Gu Cheng turned on the light.

The house is large, duplex, and the decoration is elegant and simple, but the gray tone is particularly cold, without the slightest sense of warmth at home.

The man went under the coffee table and took out a box.

Tang Qian looked at it, his eyes shrinking slightly.

She sat on the sofa, and the man opened the box and handed it to her: "Pick one."

Tang Qian looked for it and took out a peach-flavored one from the middle.

"You took this box away. I have been looking for it for a long time." Tang Qian said softly.

Gu Cheng's mood still didn't fluctuate, he didn't look at it, he took out a lollipop, faced her, sat on the coffee table, unwrapped it, didn't eat it, just played with it: "I wanted to keep a souvenir when I left, but I couldn't find you in time to ask for it, so I just took it away."

"Oh."

Tang Qian responded.

Gu Cheng continued, with a flat tone: "Tell me about you, how did you become what you are today, and how did you recognize me."

He didn't even recognize her.

She looks much better than when she was a child. Just looking at her facial features, she turned out to be a great beauty.

At that time, he had thought of sending her to an entertainment place, and seeing her crying and weak appearance, he was too lazy to waste energy.

There are many good-looking women, so there is no need to bother with one, it might cause some trouble.

The black market is also very good, just make some money.

At that time, he really felt that this woman was mentally ill, so she voluntarily paid for the rubbish.

It's a pity that compassion and saving sentient beings are the business of the Bodhisattva, and have nothing to do with him. He will not be moved by compassion.

Heaven and hell, he prefers the latter which is more suitable for him.

Tang Qian was holding a lollipop in her hand, with her nails on the edge, and looked up at Gu Cheng pitifully; "It's very similar, because your face is still very similar to when you were a child. As for what happened today, I have no friends and I rely on him very much. I..."

"Okay," the man interrupted her suddenly.

What is there to ask? What has passed cannot be corrected and changed.

What if you know?
Tang Qian clamored in her heart, she couldn't even speak, and pretending to be pitiful didn't work, so how to attack.

"I have no place to go, can I stay here first tonight?"

Gu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, left "casual" lightly and left.

Tang Qian: ...

Where does she live?
The owner didn't say anything, and she couldn't walk around casually, so she had to sleep on the sofa in the end.

Gu Cheng didn't come out again. After all, she asked to stay, so she definitely wouldn't be afraid of her running away.

The sofa was big and soft, and she lay on her side, looking out of the French windows.

How many days can I live here?

And it's not just Gu Cheng's side that needs to be dealt with, He Zhong and He Xiaoman are also involved.

At this time, He Zhong must have thought that she was dead. Even if she was not dead, she would not be able to escape if she was sent to the black market. As for He Xiaoman, she could be the eldest lady in the Tang family with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)