Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

Xin Gan recognized who the man was at a glance.

She couldn't help but panic for a moment.

Fu Lang was possessive and a bastard. He wouldn't allow her to even look at other men. In her previous life, Xin Gan was once caught by Fu Lang having someone hand her a love letter. At that time, the rumor that she was being kept by a wealthy sponsor had not yet spread. Fu Lang simply didn't allow her to live in the dormitory and sent a driver to pick her up to his villa every day.

Perhaps Fu Lang was not busy that day, and he actually condescended to pick up Xin Gan in person. When Xin Gan was stopped to confess her love, she was at a loss when faced with the love letter handed over by the boy and the boy's sincere heart, which delayed her time. Fu Lang got out of the car to look for her and happened to see that scene.

Fu Lang snatched the pink love letter easily, threw it into the trash can, took Xin Gan and got into the car.

Xin Gan's face was pale the whole time.

After getting in the car, Fu Lang sped up to 120 mph. The anger and irritability were visible on his handsome face. Xin Gan was frightened. She held the seat belt tightly with her little hands, explained in a trembling voice, and asked him not to drive so fast.

At the roadside ten minutes' drive from the villa, Fu Lang slammed on the brakes and, with a sullen face, carried Xin Gan to the back seat.

...punish her.

"Have I been too indulgent towards you recently, bringing so many people back to me?"

"Are you happy to receive a love letter? Do you like him? No? But I saw you smile at him!"

"You think I'm dead, huh?"

"..."

Xin Gan usually finds it difficult to resist Fu Lang, let alone when he is furious. She clutched the hem of her pure white skirt that was blooming on the black leather seat. Her thick black hair was scattered on her cheeks and thin white neck because of her shaking head. She sobbed and explained that she didn't have it and asked him not to do this.

At least, not on the side of the road or in a car.

Fu Lang had a bad temper that year, and was black to the core. How could he listen to Xin Gan? Instead, he went against her.

So, in the end…

Xin Gan just bit her lip and cried silently.

She didn't say anything, and Fu Lang became unhappy again.

He reached out and pinched Xing Gan's pointed white chin, forcing her to look up at him, then bit her lips hard and gave her a rough and lingering kiss.

Until the girl's soft and pink lips were kissed and bitten until they were so bright and juicy that they seemed to be about to bleed, then he turned to delicate licking with a bit of tenderness and compassion.

But the words that the man said when they were kissing each other made Xin Gan's hot and soft body suddenly stiffen and turn cold.

She heard Fu Lang's low laugh, his voice carrying a bloody smell that had not yet dissipated. There was no smile in his eyes, but instead a strong and vivid desire and violence:

"Darling, shouldn't I have let you go outside? Otherwise, you wouldn't have brought other men back to me. The pretty little canary just needs to stay in the cage and be pampered by the owner, don't you think so, huh?"

"No..." Her sparkling eyes hid panic. She had to become Fu Lang's lover, but Xin Gan didn't want to be raised as a beautiful waste, without personality, waiting for Fu Lang to favor her day and night. When she was old and ugly and Fu Lang was no longer interested in her, she would not even have the basic ability to survive...

Xin Gan must never become like that!

She stretched out her hands to hug the man's neck, begging softly and tremblingly, sobbing softly, and her slightly hot tears fell on his neck, "Fu Lang, don't, don't do this to me..."

"It's okay if you don't." As if the tear that slid down his neck burned him, the man's Adam's apple moved slightly, he let go of the girl's slender waist and stood up, sitting up leisurely, his noble and handsome face was full of lust, which was particularly fascinating, and that hint of coldness added a different kind of charm, his rosy thin lips spoke coldly: "Come here, please me."

An almost cruel and straightforward order.

At that time, Xin Gan was so confused that she was at a loss. She was pure and flawless like a piece of unstained white paper, young and naive, so she had no idea how to please others...

Xin Gan couldn't remember what she was thinking at the time. She only remembered enduring the shame and doing what Fu Lang ordered. She also remembered the cold, woody cedar scent on his collar, which seemed to infect every inch of her body, and from then on, she became charming and fragrant.

Fu Lang held her waist with one hand, and casually used his long fingers to play with a strand of hair on her cheek, taking in her youthfulness and clumsy temptation.

Then, a smile finally appeared in those dark eyes that were filled with violence and desire.

The man leaned forward slightly, his thin lips lightly covering her tender white earlobe, a faint laugh came out from the depths of his throat, and he praised lazily and casually:

"Good boy, baby."

"..."

It's a mockery.

Even when thinking about it today, to use a fashionable term, Xin Gan feels like he has dug out a Barbie castle under his feet.

The punishment of throwing away her self-esteem that year was enough to make Xin Gan's face turn red and her heart panic.

Afraid that Fu Lang will do something stupid again.

But, he soon thought that she was not the little canary he raised in this life, and Fu Lang had no right to do that.

Recalling the shameless and ridiculous things Fu Lang had done to her in her previous life, Xin Gan felt a little annoyed and couldn't help but involve the Fu Lang in front of her.

Even if he didn't know about it and didn't do it in this life.

Xin Gan wanted to pretend that she didn't see Fu Lang. She turned around and took a few steps when her cell phone, which was placed close to her camouflage uniform pocket, started vibrating wildly.

Fu Lang stood under the towering and lush sycamore tree, holding his phone to his ear with one hand, his eyes fixed on the girl not far away. He touched his back teeth with the tip of his tongue, suppressing the strong anger in his heart layer by layer, but his eyes were filled with vivid and frightening emotions, but he tried his best to disguise his voice as calm:

"Honey, come here."

Beneath the calmness, there is a hint of depression.

Just like the reefs and waves beneath the calm sea.

Xin Gan was slightly frightened after hearing this. She pursed her lips and said softly, "I, my team will be gathering soon..."

Row.

Just give him a perfunctory response.

You're talking and laughing with other men, so you don't have time to see him, right?

Fu Lang's expression turned a little colder, and he twitched his lips and laughed. The casual voice fell into Xin Gan's ears, more like a threat: "How about I ask for leave for you?"

Fu Lang is really capable of doing such a thing.

He is in a high position of power and acts recklessly.

Xin Gan clenched the white fuselage with his fingertips, took a deep breath, and said in a restrained manner: "...No need, I'll be right over."

She hung up the phone and walked towards the man in the shade of the tree, but she was very angry.

Bastard Fu Lang!

*

Fu Lang lit a cigarette and waited for Xin Gan to come over.

He knew that he was a bastard, and he bullied her because she was obedient and soft.

Seeing that she dared to be angry but not to speak, like a kitten stretching out its claws but unable to scratch anyone, Fu Lang actually felt deeply... pleased.

He is quite perverted.

Moreover, there is no cure.

Fu Lang blew out a smoke ring and smiled seductively.

The bloodstain on his face, which looked like he was cut by something, showed off his evil charm.