Paranoid CEO Can’t Afford To Provoke

Qu Yan did not get off work until she finished packing, but she left the company and just walked to the side of the road when a pure black Bentley parked beside her.

The rear window was lowered, revealing Ji Zhuoran's extraordinary face, his tone was rare and calm, "Get in the car."

Qu Yan couldn't figure out what medicine he sold in the gourd, but she also remembered that she hadn't fulfilled her husband and wife obligations for a few days.

So she took the consciousness of rushing to the execution ground with a cold face.

The car started and went away.

We arrived at the destination without a word, but this time, it was another brand-new villa.

But where it is, it is not bad for Qu Yan.

She followed Ji Zhuoran into the door, and as soon as the door closed, she began to take off her clothes.

"Hurry up, I have work to do when I go back." She said as she took off, her tone indifferent as if she were not dealing with her body.

Ji Zhuoran held her hand and spoke with a trace of apology, "I misunderstood you the previous thing."

"There is no need to say this. If it is possible, I hope that neither of us will talk, do what we should do, and then we will part ways. It is best for this kid to land as soon as possible, so that we two will be separated as soon as possible, and we will not be in contact with each other." Qu. Yan Yan lowered his eyes slightly, no longer looking at him.

Is it useful to apologize now?

She also ate the worms, suffered needle sticks and severe beatings, and even he almost strangled her...

It's no longer necessary.

No matter what the reason for his guilt, the relationship between the two people has reached this point, and her heart is ashamed. What he said is not important.

A broken heart, let it be broken.

It doesn't have to be complete.

No one cares anyway.

Right now, she just wants to complete the contract, end the relationship as soon as possible, and get relief and freedom.

Ji Zhuoran looked at her pale face and stubborn lips, and a complicated light flashed in his deep eyes.

The Qu Yan in his eyes still only had a pretty face with a cold expression, and the little smoke that had laughed at him at Yan Yan seemed to have disappeared and ceased to exist in these days of mutual torture.

And he is the culprit of all this.

He seemed to understand this, so he didn't force her to forgive anymore.

In the end, he no longer spoke, but bowed his head. He stretched out his hand and stroked her face gently and extremely gently.

His slender fingers rubbed her skin lightly, and the warmth of his fingertips seemed to be soothing.

Qu Yan's body stiffened for a moment.

This time, his movements were too gentle.

His fingertips slowly wandered over her, Qu Yan had the consciousness of being tortured, but he did not expect that this time he handed out a more grind soft knife.

In the end, she couldn't hold it back first, and urged, "Hurry up, don't drag."

She was not polite at all, but in this situation, she felt a sense of powerlessness and bravado, which made her look even more sultry.

Ji Zhuoran still doesn't speak...

"Since you feel sorry for me, don't torture me in this way!" Qu Yan couldn't calm down anymore, she backhanded the man's high-definition suit fabric, and wanted him to stop.

However, his hand did not stop, instead he moved closer to her, all of which were gentle tortures.

The cold air around her suffocated her, she tried to hold her breath...

At this moment, he finally spoke respectfully, "This is not torture."

"This is!" She said, but she whispered when his fingertips fell on a magical switch on a certain body.

She clearly resisted, but she couldn't stop this from happening...