Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

Gong Yayue's heart skipped a beat, it's a special day...

Amande showed a playful smile on his face, "Your younger brother succeeded to the throne, and your father passed away. You must be very sad now." A glass of wine was handed to Gong Yayue, "Come on, drink it, and put these unhappy things to rest." Things are thrown aside."

Gong Yayue's complexion suddenly changed, and she subconsciously raised her hand to push it away.

The wine in the glass spilled on Armand's arm.

"Ya Yue, I kindly comfort you, what do you mean?!"

"Amande, I don't need such comfort! Let's talk about cooperation first..."

Gong Yayue felt a little bored, she just wanted to sign the contract quickly and leave.

She reached out to take the contract out from under the man, but was grabbed by the wrist.

Armand's big, thickly haired palms groped the back of her smooth hands, and a pair of eyes shone like a wolf, "Now you are begging me to discuss cooperation, you'd better let go of your noble princess posture, otherwise we won't be able to The method continues, am I right, Princess Yayue?"

Princess Yayue sneered with malicious intent.

The others present also laughed tacitly.

Gong Yayue's cheeks were hot immediately, she shook off the man's hand, and stood up in embarrassment, "Amande!"

"uh-huh?"

Seeing the rascal's expression on the man's face, Gong Yayue was a little discouraged.

Yes, she is here to ask for cooperation.

Gong Yayue managed to suppress the anger in her heart, "What do you want?"

Armand refilled a large glass of wine, "Drink this glass of wine, and then...hehe."

He let out a wretched laugh, and immediately touched her thigh dishonestly with the hand that put down the wine bottle.

Gong Yayue's body froze, and the feeling of nausea and rejection came over instantly.

She can't take it anymore!

The body reacted faster than the brain, picked up the full glass of wine and poured it on his head.

"You're dreaming!" She was short of breath with anger.

Armand froze, then burst into anger, "fuck! What are you doing—"

With a fierce look in his eyes, he slapped him over.

Gong Yayue didn't expect him to make a move, her body froze in fright, her pupils widened.

But the expected slap did not fall, but was intercepted by a hand.

It was a slender and strong hand, with well-articulated five fingers, so clean that it didn't seem to belong to this smoky box.

"Amande, you've gone too far." The deep voice contained an undeniable coldness.

Gong Yayue turned her head slowly.

Under the dim light and shadow, the man's gentle facial features also became sharp, and the profound and outstanding facial features almost instantly set off a wave of her memories.

He's actually here... She opened her lips, but couldn't say a word, she just stared blankly at the man in front of her.

Armand smiled guiltyly, and said to the man with a flattering face: "Brother Zhou, don't I want to vent my anger for you?"

"Hmph, mind yourself!"

The man snorted coldly and shook off his hand.

Then, without waiting for Gong Yayue to react, he took her and strode out.

When she came to the corridor, Gong Yayue finally came back to her senses and broke free from his palm.

She couldn't control her excitement, "Chu Zhou! How did you know Armand? So you just watched my joke from beginning to end, didn't you?!"

The man turned around, and his tall figure almost enveloped her.

With an indescribable expression on his dignified and elegant face, he said two words lightly: "No."

I don't know which point to deny.