Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

Finally, the reporter asked an off-topic question: "Excuse me, is that gentleman your boyfriend who sent you to school?"

If Xin Gan admits it, then the reporter can end with a wish for a long and lasting relationship between the two.

Unexpectedly, Xin Gan shook her head and seriously denied: "He is not my boyfriend."

The reporter was stunned and thought a little embarrassedly:

Ah, if he’s not my boyfriend, then he must be my brother.

She was just misleading and subconsciously thought that the two were lovers.

But, how should I put it, they really are a good match.

The girl is as clean and soft as a white camellia. The man standing beside her, not in the picture, is tall and slender, with a charming and dangerous temperament, like a beast that snatches the flower away.

The combination of the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit, their cute contrast always appeals to people's sexual preferences.

After the interview, the reporter said to the photographer, "Cut out the last part, so as to avoid any misunderstanding, unnecessary controversy, and a bad impact on that student."

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Fu Lang also heard Xin Gan say "He is not my boyfriend". Although his eyes darkened, he was not angry.

The man lit a cigarette in a casual manner, bit the butt hard, squinted his eyes and thought:

Sooner or later.

Sooner or later, you will admit it willingly.

Xin Gan's box was placed at Fu Lang's feet. She came over to take it. Fu Lang blew a smoke ring with a half-smile, "I'm not your boyfriend?"

He smiled dangerously.

Xin Gan was not afraid of him. She looked at him with her black and white eyes, and said in a soft tone but with a youthful stubbornness: "It wasn't like that in the first place."

"Okay." Fu Lang changed his hand to hold the cigarette, his handsome eyebrows lowered slightly, and he smiled. His voice was gentle and tempting, "Then give me a chance, can I pursue you?"

——If it wasn’t originally, then it becomes yes.

Fu Lang has always been wanton and overbearing. In his previous life, he slept with her and kept her as his mistress like a canary. He never asked her if she was willing or not, and even when giving her gifts, he didn't care whether she wanted them or not. She had to accept everything he gave her.

Xin Gan never thought that Fu Lang would ask like this in this life, asking if he could give her a chance to pursue her.

It was as if Fu Lang already understood what respect was.

but……

"Not good." Xin Gan shook his head.

She had a grudge and could not forget the bad things Fu Lang had done to her in his previous life.

Even if Fu Lang's feelings have changed in this life and he is not so bad to her, but if he knew those past events, as the daughter of that man, her existence would be an original sin.

"Fu Lang, there is no possibility between us." The girl's beautiful eyes were clear, and the words she spoke between her lips and teeth as pink as petals were soft but firm.

For him, women can come over with just a finger beckoning, and Fu Lang never takes it seriously.

He is a dissolute, absurd, and untainted playboy. This is the first time that Fu Lang has thought about "pursuing a girl", but he did not expect to be rejected miserably.

It is true that I can't help feeling a little depressed.

However, Fu Lang was rejected by her more than once or twice. This time, his expression did not change much, but the corners of his lips were smiling, looking a little dangerous: "Xin Gan, is it possible that you are not the only one who has the final say?"

Fu Lang didn't actually get angry or leave, which made Xin Gan slightly stunned.

Those words were what she really thought in her heart, but she also had the intention of angering Fu Lang.

She knew very well what a proud man Fu Lang was at heart.

But at this moment, Xin Gan felt that he couldn't understand him anymore. Or rather, from the moment he knew that he didn't get off the train, Xin Gan couldn't see through him anymore.

...Why not leave?

Obviously, what she said was very hurtful to people's self-esteem.

The girl's cute look softened Fu Lang's heart. He was originally a little angry, but he had also heard her say more hurtful things.

Fu Lang thought that from the moment he didn't get off the train that day even though he was angry, he was destined to be a humiliator for her for the rest of his life.

Fu Lang smiled, put out his cigarette, and pushed Xin Gan's suitcase with one hand: "Let's go, I'll take you to the dormitory."

Xin Gan was unwilling, so Fu Lang brought up her uncle.

She couldn't persuade him, so she had to resign herself to her fate and compromised, but she bit her lip and said, "Then... put on a mask, okay?"

Fu Lang raised his eyebrows, puzzled: "Why do I have to wear this thing? Is it because I can't face others?"

"...No." Xin Gan's ears felt slightly hot, and he said in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "It's your face... It's too conspicuous."

Even though she thought Fu Lang was a bad bastard, there was one thing that Xin Gan couldn't deny, and that was that he was born with extremely handsome looks.

The most confusing.

In her previous life, Fu Lang always drove a high-profile luxury car worth tens of millions to pick up Xin Gan from the dormitory, and many rumors spread around the school that she was being kept by a wealthy sponsor.

But those were all true, and Xin Gan couldn't even refute them.

She could only let those people say nasty things behind her back and curse her.

The man's face was too handsome and flamboyant, not inferior to the male stars in the entertainment industry. In addition, he was the prince of the Beijing circle... If he sent her to the dormitory, he would definitely be asked all kinds of questions, making others confused and questioning their relationship.

Xin Gan didn't want to repeat the same mistake and get involved in a meaningless storm, so she gently asked Fu Lang to wear a mask to cover his face.

Fu Lang laughed when he heard that. His smile was so bright and dazzling that the heat from Xin Gan's ears spread to his face, and he felt inexplicably shy.

Suddenly, the man's smiling voice lowered, brushing past my ears like the breeze in the summer evening, seductively, "Are you praising my good looks, darling?"

"..."Xin Gan didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. She pushed her black hair to cover her cheeks and walked forward.

Fu Lang grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. If he wasn't afraid of annoying her, he would have wanted to hug Xin Gan.

At this moment, Fu Lang resisted the urge to hold her in his arms. He rubbed her fair and delicate wrists with his fingertips for a few times, touched her slightly itchy teeth with the tip of his tongue, and a voice with a smile came out from his beautiful thin lips: "...Is it, huh?"

That word "hmm" is so lustful that it seems to be seducing.

Fu Lang himself had an attitude of "If you don't admit it, don't even think about leaving. I'm going to fight you to the bitter end."

He is such a bad person.

Even though Xin Gan was always good-tempered, he still made her a little upset, so she said softly, "Fu Lang, don't ask questions when you already know the answer."

The man smiled, "Why did I ask this question when I already knew the answer?"

Xin Gan's cheeks puffed up slightly, "Yes, yes, yes... yes, that's fine, right?"

"What is it?"

“…Fu Lang!”

Xin Gan was so annoyed with him that she wanted to bite him, but this was no longer her previous life, and any action that could be considered intimate was no longer appropriate.

She also knew that Fu Lang would never give up until he achieved his goal. In his previous life, he had coaxed her into calling him "brother" and "husband", which was very... unscrupulous.

Those methods were so severe that Xin Gan would blush whenever she thinks of them now.

She couldn't help but turn her face away. The girl's face was like the sunset in August, with a beautiful blush on it. She spoke softly in an awkward tone: "...Yes, Fu Lang, I was praising you for being very beautiful."