CEO Above, Me Below

Chapter 87 Dictator, Despot

It's unpalatable, don't eat it, keep pinching it.

Gong Ou ordered that he enjoy the process of her serving him and currying favor with him.

Shi Xiaonian bit her lips, stood up from the dining table and said, Then let me make you some breakfast.

No, your hand is injured. Gong Ou refused.

I'm going to bake a few slices of bread, I won't get it. Shi Xiaonian said that he was about to leave, Gong Ou sat there, his tone suddenly turned cold, If I'm not sure, I'm not sure, and I'm not allowed to enter the kitchen!

The anger in his tone was palpable.

Shi Xiaonian looked at him helplessly, and stretched out her hand, It will take a few days for my little wound to heal, so don't you want to keep eating?

If you don't eat, don't eat! It's my Gong Ou's business to starve to death! Gong Ou stared at her, extremely stubborn.

...

Shi Xiaonian stood there helplessly.

What she cooks isn't that delicious at all, is he shot in the brain for going on a hunger strike for this?

You eat yours. Gong Ou said to her, her face was reflected in his black eyes, Tell me your purpose after eating.

what?

Shi Xiaonian was stunned.

When you get up early in the morning, you're dressed as a maid, and you're serving dishes attentively, and you still have to cook breakfast regardless of your hand injury... If I don't see your intentions, I, Gong Ou, will be blind.

Gong Ou glanced at her, took a sip of milk from the cup, and frowned tightly.

Damn it, it's not that Shi Xiaonian's hot milk is so bad.

He could see it all.

Shi Xiaonian smiled awkwardly, sat down at the dining table, and muttered, I don't have any plans, I just...

How should I speak.

What is it? Gong Ou stared at her closely, with a low voice.

I just want to ask for a leave. Shi Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou, with a pleading expression on his face, I want to go out in a couple of days, so I ask you to borrow a car, okay?

She asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Gong Ou's black eyes deepened, Where are you going?

I just want to go for a drive. Shi Xiaonian didn't dare to say that he went to find out the truth three years ago, once he said it, he really didn't want to go out.

I can go for a ride with you today.

Gong Ou pushed the milk cup aside, said in a deep voice, very authoritarian.

Who wants him to accompany...

Shi Xiaonian bit her lips, considered her words, and said in a softer voice, That's right, I'm a painter, and when I don't have any inspiration, I need to go out and find some inspiration.

Where are you going to find it, I'll take you there!

Gong Ou's voice was getting deeper little by little, which indicated that his current mood was also getting heavier little by little.

I... Shi Xiaonian observed his expression, hesitated for a few seconds before gritting his teeth and said, I want to go alone.

As expected, Gong Ou's complexion instantly sank.

Shi Xiaonian looked at him uneasily, and Feng De at the side silently took two steps back.

There was a deathly silence in the restaurant.

The crystal bead curtain swayed gently at the door, reflecting streaks of glazed brilliance.

Gong Ou sat there, his handsome face was expressionless, his dark eyes just looked straight at Shi Xiaonian who was sitting opposite him, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and the line of his chin was tightened, making his whole body It looks grim and gloomy.

It was clearly a sunny morning, but it instantly resembled the depression before the thunderstorm.

You put all your effort into pleasing me today just to get rid of me? Gong Ou suddenly sneered, with strong irony in his eyes, You can really surprise me.

What she did in the morning comforted him.

Now, she stabbed the knife in again.

This knife is tough enough.

No, I'm used to looking for inspiration by myself. Shi Xiaonian tried to explain, looking at him a little flustered.

He was more unhappy than she imagined.

I'm sorry, from today onwards, you have to get rid of this habit! Gong Ou said coldly, slowly getting up from the dining table, leaning towards her across the long white table, staring down at her eyes gloomyly, indifferently A ruthless voice slowly came out from between the thin lips, Otherwise, you will never draw again.

There is no room for negotiation.

He wouldn't let her go out alone at all.

Shi Xiaonian's face turned pale, Why can't I have a little space of my own?

You also have space beside me. Why do you have to be alone.

It's different. Everyone needs their own space.

I don't need it! Gong Ou's tone was extremely cold, I don't need it, why do you want it?

...

Shi Xiaonian was speechless.

Indeed, since he made it clear, he has taken her by his side 24 hours a day, and he has never had his own space... But just because he doesn't need it doesn't mean he is normal.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Gong Ou thought she had compromised, he stood up, and wanted to leave with a cold face, Shi Xiaonian couldn't help but ask, Do you have to be so authoritarian?

Controlling her freedom, controlling her time, controlling her body... Everything about her is controlled by him, so what is she? Puppet doll?

Gong Ou turned his head, his gaze was like a sharp cold blade, extremely sharp, Yes!

A definitive word.

In this family, he has the final say!

Shi Xiaonian glared at him, and his anger also rose to his heart. His palm-sized face gradually showed an unbearable anger, Dictator! Despot!

She yelled at him, and when she finished, she slapped the table with her hands and stood up, then ran away without looking back.

Gong Ou's face was completely dark.

boom!

He kicked over the chair beside him, staring gloomyly at the direction Shi Xiaonian ran away.

dictator? Authoritarian?

Heh, what kind of space and freedom did she try to get from him, and what did she think of him as a palace Ou, a virus? Just want to stay away from him?

Don't even think about it!

Take care of her for me, don't give her a chance to run away! Gong Ou growled viciously, clenched one hand into a fist, and punched the dining table forcefully, venting his anger.

Seeing this, Feng De lowered his head, Yes, young master.

Gong Ou went to the gym, pressed his hand on his stomach, the feeling of emptiness made him even more angry, he saw nothing pleasing to the eye, kicked things all the way, kicked all over the ground.

Space, space.

He thought that this woman had learned to be good recently, and she had stopped learning, but she still looked like this!

How dare you call him a dictator, a dictator.

He doesn't mind bringing her to get in the way every day, but she wants some space, to put it bluntly, she just wants to stay away from him!

boom--

Gong Ou stepped heavily on the treadmill, started running with a pair of slender legs, his handsome face was covered with haze, and the veins on his forehead stood out.

Unspeakable annoyance gathered on his chest, Gong Ou took out his mobile phone, dialed back to the company directly, and scolded all the senior management one by one on the phone——

Has the last acquisition plan been made? Are you a waste? Your brain is just for display? It might be useful if you go to eat a mentally retarded brain to make up for it!

Where is the system optimization? I didn't see anything, I made you think for a week? Change it! One day! There is no good plan in one day, go back and eat yourself!

Are you ashamed to get a salary as a manager? Why would I, N.E, invite you to come here? All the personnel from the HR department should be fired!

...

Crackling.

It's sloppy.

The leaders of N.E's high-level departments answered the phone one by one, and they were scolded bloody one by one.

After cursing a little better, Gong Ou threw the phone aside, and ran on the treadmill at a faster speed.

Feng De came in with a clean towel, Gong Ou glanced at him coldly, and angrily said, You walk slowly, I think it's time for you to be laid off, you can't do anything well with my money, even You can't cook a meal!

Let him be hungry now.

...

Feng De stood there innocently.

Yes, he's a bit older, but he's going to be strong and healthy; he's good at cooking, it's just that the young master doesn't like it.

Ugh.

Miss Shi really lit a fire.

It's also strange that the young master didn't scold Miss Shi, but scolded him. He's messing with someone else.

Get lost! Don't block my eyes here! Gong Ou shouted at him.

Feng De sighed softly, walked forward for a while, walked to Gong Ou's treadmill, lowered his head respectfully, and said in a gentle tone, Master, please forgive me for talking too much.

If you know you're talking too much, get out!

Gong Ou was not in a good mood, running faster and faster on the treadmill, thin sweat oozing from the forehead.

I believe Miss Shi didn't mean anything else when she said that. Feng De stood there with a gentle and kind voice, A man and a woman always need a little space.

Gong Ou's eyes froze, Do you need to talk?

What shit space!

He is interested in her and wants to be with her 24 hours a day! This is his Gong Ou's style!

Feng De paused, and continued at the risk of being beaten and sprayed, I think when I was in England, when I dated my third girlfriend, they were too sweet. I wish I could stick together every second. It's a pity. what……

He draws out his voice.

Gong Ou, who was not interested in listening, his eyes froze when he heard the words, asked in a deep voice, What's the pity?

Seeing that Gong Ou was interested, Feng De sighed and said, It's a pity that the good times don't last long, we are tired of being together every day, we all know each other too well, there is no sense of mystery and space, just like the left hand looks at the right hand...less than a month , we don’t love each other anymore, and we can only break up tragically in the end.”

...

Gong Ou pressed the slow speed, and his running speed gradually slowed down, his black eyes were stern.

Young master, put the towel here, I'll go down first. Feng De was a very sensible housekeeper, he put the towel away after speaking and retreated.

Gong Ou was on the treadmill, pursing her thin lips.

If you get tired of being together every day, you will turn your left hand to look at your right hand?

What's the matter, Shi Xiaonian's hands are very good-looking, why would he want to see it?

Dismal breakup...

If there is no space, there will be a disastrous breakup.

He has always liked her, but she may not.

Gong Ou got off the treadmill, picked up a towel to wipe off his sweat, and suddenly, he pushed the towel casually.

Shit!

Give space to give space, what a big deal!

Gong Ou strode out of the fitness room, walked towards Shi Xiaonian's study, stretched out his hand and silently pushed open the concealed door.

I saw Shi Xiaonian sitting in front of the desk in a daze. She had changed out of her maid outfit and was wearing a fresh long skirt with a pastoral color. She was holding a pen in her hand without moving. Pure and flawless, with a pair of eyes looking forward, I don't know what I'm thinking.