The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Her voice was trembling. This incident was clearly about a man taking advantage of others.

At that time, she wasn't even very clear about Shen's consciousness.

By the time she realized what was happening, it was already too late.

Huo Yan chuckled and got closer to Gu Weimian.

The man's dark eyes were locked on her condescendingly, not allowing her to retreat. He whispered in the girl's ear like a lover, "Did she tell you this in the letter? Did she say that she was also very happy that time? She also gained pleasure. This stubborn young lady, even if we both died on the bed together, she still had the ability to deceive herself and others, as if nothing had happened..."

"Shut up!" Gu Weimian interrupted the man with a sharp voice, "She doesn't love you in the first place, how can she feel happy? All she feels is humiliation and pain! That is the deepest scar in her life. It's you made!"

As she spoke, she pushed the man away with her hands.

Later, he couldn't even restrain his emotions and slapped the man crazily.

The man remained silent and did not resist.

Gu Weimian tried his best to leave red marks on the man's body.

Until she saw tears in the man's eyes.

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment, as if she had been burned by something, and suddenly let go of her hand. There was no way to retreat, and her body pressed against the door panel.

A second of silence.

Gu Weimian clenched his fists and whispered, "You...this is between you and her. Maybe what I know is biased, but it's none of my business anyway."

She lowered her eyes, not even daring to look into the man's eyes.

"It's useless for you to be angry. You should say these words to Gu Yuzhu, right?"

The room fell completely silent.

Gu Weimian could only hear the "thumping" and "thumping" of the huge heartbeat in his chest.

The air pressure has become very high.

The man looked at her silently, "Are you sure you should say these words to Gu Yuzhu?"

Gu Weimian raised his eyes and glanced at the man in panic.

His vocal cords became tense, "What else?"

Huo Yan sneered, "She doesn't know as much as you do."

Gu Weimian felt that her heart in her chest was being clenched. Her eyes widened, "I..."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and for a long time, Gu Weimian whispered,

"She's already dead, so can't we let her return to dust? What's the point of worrying about these grudges? You're going to marry Miss Gu soon, so why bother?"

In his sight, the man's phoenix eyes were deep and deep, as if something was trying to break free from the prison and break out of the cage.

The muscles on his face were tense, and he laughed angrily.

"Yes, that's right, she is dead. Once it's over, you don't have to worry about anything, and you can forget everything. What about me?"

Gu Weimian looked at him confusedly: "What are you?"

Huo Yan lowered his face: "I... am still in this world, in this world of mortals, struggling to rise and fall without even a piece of driftwood."

Gu Weimian's voice was weak: "Why are you struggling? You are the helmsman of the Huo Group and the uncrowned king of this world. If you stamp your feet, the whole world will shake three times. There is no need for driftwood."

"Ha..." A cold voice came from the man's voice, "You have money and power, but you can't buy everything. But the things I want can't be bought by these."