After marrying wrongly, he became the favorite of the president

Gu Xiwan originally thought that after she divorced Chu Lingjue, she would dismiss Chu Yujiao. However, after hearing Chu Yujiao's provocative words, she still had the urge to hit someone.

So, she looked back angrily, wanting to warn Chu Yujiao.

But when she looked back, the first thing she saw was not Chu Yujiao, but Chu Lingjue——

At this moment, Chu Lingjue was staring at her unblinkingly, his deep and bright eyes were covered with a layer of strong emotions, it was hard to tell whether it was love for Gu Xiwan or melancholy over losing Gu Xiwan.

In the past few days, Gu Xiwan has been trying hard to forget Chu Lingjue, and she once thought she succeeded, because when she thinks of Chu Lingjue, she will no longer feel pain, suffocation, or heartbeat...

However, seeing Chu Lingjue's eyes, she still felt a dense pain in her heart.

However, the pain in Gu Xiwan's heart didn't last even a second, the moment she found Sheng Xinyi snuggled up to his right hand, it turned into irony.

"Sister Wanwan, is what Jiaojiao said true? This bitch...ah, no! Sorry, I mean, is this man next to you really your new boyfriend?"

Sheng Xinyi blinked her beautiful eyes, with an innocent look.

"I……"

Song Qingxiao was about to speak, but Gu Xiwan tugged at Song Qingxiao's arm, the corners of her exquisite mouth raised proudly,

"What about the real thing? What about the fake one? My business has nothing to do with you."

After leaving these words, Gu Xiwan stopped talking to Sheng Xinyi. She winked and smiled at Song Qingxiao,

"Qing Xiao, ignore them, let's go."

Seeing Gu Xiwan being so abnormal, Song Qingxiao immediately understood something.

He had been holding arms with Gu Xiwan all the time, and at this moment, he even more cooperatively wrapped his arms around Gu Xiwan's slender waist and hugged Gu Xiwan tightly in his arms.

The moment Song Qingxiao wrapped his arms around Gu Xiwan's waist, Gu Xiwan's body froze slightly.

Although Gu Xiwan had never regarded Song Qingxiao as the opposite sex before, she and Song Qingxiao had never been so close either—

If it was in the past, Gu Xiwan would have pushed Song Qingxiao away long ago, but she didn't know what kind of energy was in her heart. This time, she only showed a strange moment, and then she seemed to be with Song Qingxiao naturally. Take a step forward and walk up the stairs.

And Gu Xiwan had just stepped up a step, when a deep voice suddenly sounded behind her,

"Stop for me!"

The voice was so cold that even Gu Xiwan froze in place for an instant.

This commercial building was extremely lively, and there were people coming and going on the stairs. At this moment, everyone around was shocked by Chu Lingjue's powerful aura and fell silent. This originally lively place was suddenly as quiet as a cemetery.

"Oh my God."

Song Qingxiao was even more frightened, he turned around tremblingly, and said while turning around,

"Sir, are you talking to me? Is there something wrong with you telling me to stop..."

Speaking of this, the moment he saw Chu Lingjue's face as cold as a murderous god, his tongue seemed to be tied up in fright, and he could no longer speak a word.

"Let go of her!"

Chu Lingjue's voice hit Song Qingxiao head-on like a overwhelming snowstorm.

"what?"

Completely frightened by this man with an aura as strong as a king, Song Qingxiao couldn't react for a while.

Chu Lingxiao's eyes were fixed on Song Qingxiao's arm around Gu Xiwan's waist, every word in his voice was as dangerous as a blade,

"Get your dirty hands off!"

Of course Song Qingxiao is not stupid, but under the oppression of Chu Lingjue's powerful aura, he just finds it extremely difficult to keep breathing, how can he think normally?

Still holding Gu Xiwan in his arms, he stared blankly at Chu Lingjue's incomparably cold and handsome reclusive face, and said in a daze,

"What, my hand... what's wrong... ah!"

The voice was interrupted by his own screams, because Chu Lingjue had already strode in front of him, grabbed the wrist of his right hand, and forcibly pulled away his hand that was around Gu Xiwan's waist before.

Chu Lingjue's strength was astonishing, but at this moment he had already been dazzled by jealousy, he coldly threw Song Qingxiao to squat on the steps, and then punched Song Qingxiao in the face.

"what--"

Song Qingxiao, who was thrown to the ground, had not had time to get up, and because of being punched in the face, he lay upright on the stairs, a blood-red fist mark gradually appeared on his "beautiful" left face.

People panicked, but no one dared to speak.

This scene happened too suddenly, and when Gu Xiwan realized it, Song Qingxiao had already been knocked down to the ground.

Gu Xiwan was afraid that Chu Lingjue would continue to hurt Song Qingxiao, so she hurriedly took a step to stand between Chu Lingjue and Song Qingxiao.

Looking down at Song Qingxiao, seeing that although Song Qingxiao was disfigured, he was obviously not seriously injured, and he had already got up on his own right now, so Gu Xiwan felt relieved.

Then she turned her gaze to Chu Lingjue, and said sarcastically,

"It's really interesting. Qing Xiao and I hugged each other and walked together. I didn't say anything myself. What's in your way? Why did you hit him?"

Chu Lingjue's slender eyelashes drooped. Before seeing the scene of Song Qingxiao and Gu Xiwan embracing close to each other, his heart seemed to be on fire, making him almost mad with anger and jealousy.

At this moment, looking at Gu Xiwan's pretty face from a close distance, the flames in his eyes were instantly extinguished, and his eyes became as cold as ice again.

The voice, involuntarily gentle,

"Silly girl, what are you talking about? You are my wife, how could I allow other men to walk around with my wife in their arms?"

People looked at each other.

Song Qingxiao has been massaging his face non-stop since he got up and stood behind Gu Xiwan. At this moment, he stared at Chu Lingjue as if petrified, and even forgot the pain.

No one noticed that at this moment, Sheng Xinyi's hands were trembling and clenched into fists, and the sharp nails sank deep into the tender flesh of her palm like blades.