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Song Yang's face darkened: "What did you say?"

like him?

They had only known each other for a short time, and she said she liked him. Is her liking so cheap?

Can anyone you know for a day say you like them?

"Or," he glanced at her carefully, pausing for a moment on her flushed cheeks, "are you not drunk at all? You said these words to me on purpose."

"What?" Gu Xiangwan looked at him blankly.

He didn't speak, just looked at her expressionlessly.

His eyes that seemed to contain no emotion made her wake up instantly. How could she forget that she was the only one who still treasured those memories, and he had already left the little girl behind.

So in his opinion, didn't they just meet?

Maybe it was the effect of alcohol, but Gu Xiangwan felt sour in her heart. She took a deep breath, trying to relieve the sourness, and said, "It's really too hasty to tell someone you like someone you just met."

"Just sloppy?"

Because of his childhood experiences, he was suspicious by nature and would naturally think a little more than ordinary people. What's more, her attitude today was as if she had known him for a long time.

But they clearly have never met.

Gu Xiangwan pressed his eyebrows. As expected, he really didn't believe himself.

She was exhausted both physically and mentally and did not want to waste too much time on this topic, so she said, "I'm sorry, I was a little confused after being drunk. Just pretend you didn't hear me. If you don't like it, I won't say it again in the future."

After saying that, she got up from him, moved to another car window, closed her eyes gloomily, and stopped talking to him.

Song Yang looked at the empty place around him, then glanced at the woman who was too angry to sit with him, and frowned.

"come over."

Gu Xiangwan didn't even move his eyelids.

Song Yang was patient and repeated: "Come here, I will only say this this time."

In the empty car, the only sound was the driver's cautious braking, fearing to disturb the man in the back seat who was on the verge of an explosion.

The air was stagnant, but Gu Xiangwan still didn't move.

Song Yang laughed angrily: "You really can't come?"

Being favored feels confident, but not even Zhuang Xueying dared to get angry with him like this. How could she have such a big temper?

Logically speaking, he shouldn't indulge her little temper, but for some reason, seeing her petite figure huddled in the corner with his coat on, he couldn't get angry, and he didn't bother to argue with her.

Forget it.

Just bear with her this once.

The car parked gently in the garage of the villa. Song Yang opened the car door and stepped out with long legs. After waiting for a few seconds, Gu Xiangwan's car door still did not open.

He walked over and took a look, and saw that Gu Xiangwan was asleep on the seat. His long eyelashes were intertwined, casting a shadow like butterfly wings under the warm yellow light in the car.

He took a look, got up and walked downstairs, leaving only one sentence that made the housekeeper very embarrassed.

"Send her to the room, don't wake her up."

It would be too difficult to send people to their rooms without waking them up.

The housekeeper sighed and thought happily, the young master really doted on the young madam. If the madam was still alive, she would definitely feel happy to see that the young master finally had someone by his side.

"You don't have to listen to him. In fact, it's okay to wake me up."

The next day, after Gu Xiangwan got up, he heard what happened last night from the servant. She was just angry with Song Yang yesterday and closed her eyes not wanting to talk to him, but she was really too sleepy and fell asleep soon after closing her eyes.

The maid said beside her: "How can this be done? Mr. Song said he couldn't wake you up."

"Then how did I come back in the end?"

"You were asleep leaning on the car door. If you opened the door, no one would fall down. The housekeeper had no choice but to find Young Master Song." The maid said with some envy and excitement, "It was Young Master Song who held you. It’s so tight in the room! It’s still a princess hug!”

"Princess, hug me?" Gu Xiangwan raised an eyebrow.

Okay, for the sake of the princess holding him, she forgives him.

"Yes, it's a long way from the garage to this guest room. Young Master Song didn't even change his breathing and carried you back easily. His physical strength is really good."

The corners of Gu Xiangwan's mouth twitched, and he stared at the hickeys on his neck in the mirror, thinking expressionlessly, having too much physical strength... this is not a good thing.

There were all kinds of cosmetics and skin care products placed in front of her. There were so many types that the dressing table could no longer accommodate them. There were also a dozen boxes left unopened beside her. They were all of the "Lady" brand, and one set was very ordinary. One month's salary.

"Because I don't know your skin type and preferences, Master Song asked us to prepare more... By the way, Master Song should tell you to go to the study to find him when you wake up. Let's put these cosmetics here first."

"Okay, I understand," Gu Xiangwan stood up, rubbed his temples, and said, "Can you make me some hangover soup? I feel a little uncomfortable."

Unexpectedly, her drinking capacity was not as good as before, and she actually felt a little uncomfortable after sobering up.

"Okay, I'll go talk to the kitchen right now."

Gu Xiangwan had a good memory and walked to the study accurately, knocked on the door, and then walked in.

"Is there a problem?"

Song Yang was sitting behind the desk. He was wearing a casual suit and looked very elegant. He didn't say anything and handed over a document.

"Marriage agreement?" Gu Xiangwan picked it up and looked at it carefully. "It will be for three years, one hundred million plus real estate upon divorce, no children... Well, hand me the pen, thank you."

She neatly signed her name to Party B and handed it to him.

Song Yang tilted his head and watched her sign without hesitation, and the aura around him became even colder.

This woman kept saying she liked it yesterday, but she didn't hesitate at all when she signed the contract.

It was indeed a lie.

He didn't accept the contract and mocked: "You signed it quite happily."

"Of course." Gu Xiangwan smiled and put the contract on his desk.

She thought the marriage would last only a few months at most, but she didn't expect it to last three years, so of course she was willing to sign it.

But she didn't say that. Instead, she said: "After all, it's 100 million, and there's also a house and a car. Why should I disagree? Besides, if I don't sign, we will probably have to go get the divorce certificate."

"You're quite smart."

"Thank you." Gu Xiangwan sat down in front of him, "However, I still have a question. Since it is a contract marriage, do both parties need to fulfill their obligations as husband and wife? For example, kissing or even going to bed."

"What do you think?"

"I think it's okay." Gu Xiangwan walked around the desk and walked to Song Yang. He supported the table with his arms, leaned forward, and kissed Song Yang's cool lips.

At this time, someone suddenly walked in: "Young madam, your sobering tea..."

Song Yang put one hand around Gu Xiangwan's waist and scolded with a stern face: "Get out!"