It's too late to realize my mistake now.

Ye Qiaofei felt sick in her heart, and she held back her nausea: "Then what?"

"Qiao Fei, are you willing to be with me again?" Gong Xiucheng looked at Ye Qiao Fei affectionately: "As long as you are willing, I will make it clear to Wanwan."

"Oh." Ye Qiaofei nodded, and facing Gong Xiucheng's expectant eyes, she said coldly: "I don't want to."

Gong Xiucheng's face changed slightly. He tightened his hands and couldn't help but reach out to hold Ye Qiaofei into his arms.

Ye Qiaofei looked disgusted. She wanted to avoid Gong Xiucheng's touch, but was forcefully pulled into his arms by Gong Xiucheng.

"Let me go!" Ye Qiaofei tried hard to break away, but Gong Xiucheng kept tightening the circle tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to rub Ye Qiaofei into his body.

Ye Qiaofei has spent all his energy on judo competitions, and now he is a little distracted.

"Qiao Fei, I know you must still have feelings for me." Gong Xiucheng didn't dare to grab Ye Qiaofei's hands and pull her into his arms: "I don't believe you can be so heartless. You clearly loved me back then."

love him?

Ye Qiaofei thought for a moment, then shook his head seriously: "I never loved you."

Her initial kindness to Gong Xiucheng was due to the fact that Gong Xiucheng was her fiancé.

"Impossible!" Gong Xiucheng denied Ye Qiaofei's words: "I don't believe it!"

Ye Qiaofei didn't act like he didn't love him at all.

Ye Qiaofei didn't want to get entangled with Gong Xiucheng: "Let me go."

"No!" Gong Xiucheng tried to kiss Ye Qiaofei's lips.

At this moment, a cold and cold voice suddenly sounded: "What are you doing?"

Ye Qiaofei turned to look at the person who came. When he saw it was Fu Beimo, Ye Qiaofei guessed that it was Mr. Fu who asked Fu Beimo to pick her up.

She took advantage of Gong Xiucheng's distraction, pushed Gong Xiucheng away and threw herself into Fu Beimo's arms.

"Beimo, I'm so scared." Ye Qiaofei huddled into Fu Beimo's arms and nuzzled Fu Beimo's chest like a kitten: "He wants to bully me!"

After speaking, Ye Qiaofei stretched out his hand and pointed at Gong Xiucheng.

Fu Beimo was shocked and felt that there was a delicate and soft person in his arms.

His heart beat faster for a second, and a protective desire arose in his heart.

He looked at Gong Xiucheng quietly, feeling an invisible pressure that made Gong Xiucheng unable to breathe.

Gong Xiucheng's momentum weakened instantly, and he stuttered: "Fu...Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

Does Fu Beimo really value Ye Qiaofei so much?

"If I didn't come, how would I know that you covet my people?" Fu Beimo's eyes were dark and his voice was cold.

Gong Xiucheng's eyes were wandering, and he lowered his head guiltily: "Mr. Fu, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

"You mean, I saw it wrong?"

Gong Xiucheng's heart thumped, and he waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, Mr. Fu, you read that right, it's me who shouldn't do it."

Fu Beimo said nothing, and Gong Xiucheng was startled and broke into a cold sweat.

He tightened his hands and looked at Ye Qiaofei: "Qiaofei, I was too impulsive just now and scared you. I'm sorry."

Ye Qiaofei ignored it and buried himself in Fu Beimo's arms again.

Gong Xiucheng's face turned pale, and he stood there helplessly.

Fu Beimo raised his hands and put his arms around Ye Qiaofei's waist. He was shocked when he hugged him.

Ye Qiaofei's waist is so thin!

"How do you want to solve it?" Fu Beimo asked, with a hint of endearment in his words.

Ye Qiaofei's eyes flashed, and she was a little surprised. Why was Fu Beimo so nice to her?

Ye Qiaofei raised the corners of his lips and followed Fu Beimo's words: "I heard that Master Gong recently has a project that requires a designer."

Ye Qiaofei knew that Gong Xiucheng had already appointed Ye Wanwan as the designer.

Doesn't Ye Wanwan like to snatch her things?

This time, she would treat him the same way as he did, letting Ye Wanwan have a taste of the feeling she had received before.

Ye Qiaofei arched his eyebrows and looked at Gong Xiucheng intently.

Gong Xiucheng was not stupid. He understood what Ye Qiaofei meant: "The designer of this project, I want to invite you."

"Is it okay?" Ye Qiaofei's eyes flashed with slyness: "Didn't Master Gong leave this project to your fiancée?"

"Wanwan, I will make it clear to her." Although Gong Xiucheng felt embarrassed, in order to calm down Fu Beimo's anger, he could only wrong Ye Wanwan.

"Thank you very much, Master Gong."

Ye Qiaofei smiled and rolled Gong Xiucheng's eyes.

He stared blankly at Ye Qiaofei's smiling face, his heart skipping a few beats.

He has never seen Ye Qiaofei be so coddled. If he hadn't been with Ye Wanwan, would Ye Qiaofei have treated him the same way he treated Fu Beimo?

Seeing Gong Xiucheng staring closely at Ye Qiaofei, Fu Beimo felt unhappy.

Inexplicably, he didn't want any other man to look at Ye Qiaofei.

"Let's go home." Ye Qiaofei said softly to Fu Beimo.

Fu Beimo said "Yeah" and left with Ye Qiaofei.

Seeing Ye Qiaofei sitting in the silver Lamborghini, Gong Xiucheng didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He regretted it, he just wanted Ye Qiaofei now.

At this moment, Gong Xiucheng received a call from Ye Wanwan. When he saw the caller ID was "Ye Wanwan", he turned the phone irritably.

Gong Xiucheng did not reflect on himself at all, he just felt that if Ye Wanwan had not been so flirtatious to seduce him, he would not have lost Ye Qiaofei.

inside the car.

Ye Qiaofei stopped smiling. She sat in the passenger seat and explained what she had just done: "Mr. Fu, I just didn't want Gong Xiucheng to doubt our relationship, so that's why I did that."

After saying that, Ye Qiaofei secretly glanced at Fu Beimo.

At this time, she felt very guilty and felt that the spotless god had been defiled by her.

Hearing Ye Qiaofei's explanation, Fu Beimo was not happy: "You mean, it was not your intention just now?"

Was her obedience and coquettishness just now just an act to deceive Gong Xiucheng?

Thinking of this, Fu Beimo felt a little depressed.

Ye Qiaofei didn't notice anything was wrong with Fu Beimo's mood. She nodded with bright eyes: "Yes, it was indeed not my intention just now."

Fu Beimo fell silent.

Along the way, Fu Beimo stopped talking.

No matter how dull Ye Qiaofei was, she noticed that Fu Beimo was not in a good mood. She carefully probed: "Mr. Fu, are you in a bad mood?"

"No." Fu Beimo denied.

However, in reality, his mood was indeed unclear.

Ye Qiaofei had a guess in her mind, but she was not sure.

"Actually, those actions just now also have my own selfish motives." Ye Qiaofei said, paying attention to Fu Beimo's expression: "After all, anyone would want to get close to such an outstanding man as Mr. Fu."

After hearing this, Fu Beimo's mood improved.
Chapter completed!