CEO Above, Me Below Chapter 516

Chapter 516 - Not Jealousy, Disappointment

Gong Ou held her hand and walked into the auditorium, telling her that she already had no way out.

The scene from his memories floated past Shi Xiaonian's mind. In front of him was a tightly shut door, as if it would never open.

So cold.

Her handbag vibrated, Shi Xiaonian took out his phone, it was a message from Feng De.

[minuscule thought, this is young master's private number. I feel that you and young master are still not on good terms, let's chat more.]

Talk more?

Could he just walk out the door and tell her it was all fake?

Shi Xiaonian stared at the phone on the screen, pressed down, and called.

When the call connected, Shi Xiaonian heard a voice. It was the muffled sound of a cork pulling out a bottle of wine.

"Who is it?"

Gong Ou's cold voice travelled into her ears.

Shi Xiaonian leaned against the wall, looking at the tightly shut door, she said softly, "It's me."

"Why is it you? What's the matter? "

Gong Ou asked coldly, his tone carrying a trace of displeasure.

What's the matter?

What's the matter? Her fiancé had already booked a room with another woman. What should she do? Can he teach her?

"Where are you?"

Shi Xiaonian asked softly.

"I'm in the office." Gong Ou answered almost immediately.

As she answered, she heard the soft sound of a woman's laughter gently drifting into her ears, wrenching her heart to the point of death.

"Who are you with? Is there a woman? " she continued.

"There are no women. Are you investigating the post? " Gong Ou's voice became even colder, "What are you trying to find out? How did you become so easily suspicious? "

Had she changed?

Shi Xiaonian listened, her red eyes staring fixedly at the door in front of him.

Had she become paranoid, or had he become unrecognizable?

She wanted to tell him to open the door, she wanted to see how he would argue, she wanted to see if there was a trace of guilt on his cold face.

But she couldn't say it. Her lips were trembling.

"I'll send someone to take you guys back to Imperial Castle. You should prepare." Gong Ou said indifferently, "Is there anything else, I won't be hanging up now."

Is it really that urgent?

"I …"

I have waited for you for four years, Gong Ou. Four whole years, when my parents died, they did not defeat me, because I was waiting for you to return. Just by relying on this will, I would be able to endure for many years, or even decades.

Even if he looked down on her feelings, at least he should not humiliate her and treat her like a fool.

"What are you trying to say?"

Gong Ou's voice became even colder, and his tone became even more displeased.

It was so cold that she was unfamiliar with it.

He was no longer Gong Ou, he was no longer the Gong Ou she knew.

"It's fine now. Gong Ou, thank you.

Shi Xiaonian said softly.

Even if it didn't bring back the soul she loved, it brought back his body.

"How strange."

Gong Ou said coldly, and immediately hung up.

Shi Xiaonian listened to the silence of the phone numbly, her eyes red as she stared at the door opposite him, leaving behind only despair.

She turned around and left with her bag head.

The first world was separated by two worlds.

The other end of the door was well heated and very ornate, and the floor was covered with thick blankets.

Gong Ou stood at the window and looked at the phone in his hand. His black eyes were cold and filled with a tinge of sadness.

"What's wrong, Xi Xiaonian is at loggerheads with you? You can't handle her anymore? "

A mocking female voice came from behind him.

Gong Ou turned his head coldly and stood in front of the dining car. Wearing a long skirt and holding onto a bottle of red wine, he smiled at him charmingly.

"Are you done laughing?"

Gong Ou's voice was gloomy.

"If you don't laugh, then don't laugh. Drink wine."

Mo Nuo poured two cups of red wine, handed it over to him and leaned towards him.

Gong Ou took the wine cup and pushed her away without revealing anything. He leaned on the back of the sofa and said coldly, "I have something to ask you."

"Is it another case of asking questions?"

Mo Nuo moved closer to him in dissatisfaction, raising her face, her red lips carelessly brushed against his chin, and said in an ambiguous manner, "I didn't call you here to ask for your treatment tonight."

Even if this man was sick or not, he still didn't get over it.

"It's not night yet."

Gong Ou said coldly.

It was not yet dark outside.

"It's not like we have to wait until night." Mo Nuo tiptoed and wanted to kiss his thin lip, but Gong Ou lowered his eyes and stared at her gloomily.

This gaze was frighteningly cold.

After four years of being together, Mo Nuo clearly understood what each of his eyes represented, so he could only give up. He brought his wine cup around the back of the sofa, sat down with his back facing Gong Ou, and lightly swirled the wine cup in his hands, "Alright, let's take this as my last examination. What other reason do you have?"

"You really cured my illness?"

Gong Ou asked coldly.

"Of course. Don't tell me you think I did something wrong? This is a mental illness. Good or bad is the best experience for you." Mo Nuo said, "Besides, you came back to S City because you felt you had recovered."

Gong Ou trusted Mo Nuo's profession.

In this regard, Mo Nuo had her unique talent.

"Then do I have other mental illnesses besides paranoid personality disorder?" Gong Ou turned the wine cup in his hand, his black eyes cold, and said: "For example, dual personality."

"What?"

Mo Nuo was stunned, he stood up from the sofa and turned to look at Gong Ou, his face full of bafflement.

Gong Ou told Mo Nuo about what happened last night and his own state of mind.

Mo Nuo heard and laughed, "Does that mean you're jealous of yourself from the past?"

It was a myth that he was jealous of himself.

"Put away your smile, I only need your expertise."

Gong Ou said coldly, his tone was not very good.

Mo Nuo saw him shrug his shoulders lightly, then retracted his smile, "OK. "From my point of view, you don't have to worry. Duality isn't what you are."

"Then what happened?"

Gong Ou asked coldly.

Why did he miss the old Gong Ou so much when he heard Shi Xiaonian talk about him?

"That's because your growth has improved greatly. You spent a great deal of effort to grow up into the current Gong Ou. In your subconscious, the yourself before you right now is the most perfect, and also the most suitable for Xi Xiaonian. " Mo Nuo stood there and gently tasted the red wine in his cup, "The hardships of these four years are all in your memories, so when Xi Xiaonian doesn't like the current you, it will be hard for you to calm down. "Frankly speaking, this is not called being jealous, it should be called …"

"What's his name?"

"Ugh." Mo Nuo thought for a while, and finally came up with an accurate sentence, "Should be called, disappointed."

"…"

Gong Ou placed the cup to the side, his black eyes deep.

Disappointment.

"That's right. At most, one of them can only be considered Gong Ou while the other is the sickly Gong Ou. When a person is sick and when they are healthy, they still have two different appearances. Mo Nuo drank the red wine in his cup, his eyes admiring his handsome appearance, "During the treatment, I told you before that the real Gong Ou and Xi Xiaonian are incompatible."

"That's you brainwashing me."

Gong Ou said coldly.

Did he really think that he didn't know anything?

"I admit that I have brainwashed you before, but you cannot deny that the real Gong Ou would not intensely express his feelings like when he was sick. Everyone has a self. To love someone so much that one forgets that oneself is a sickness, and you get rid of it. Xi Xiaonian will probably not be able to take it anymore. " Mo Nuo easily saw through everything.

"…"

Gong Ou listened silently.

Mo Nuo's eyes turned as she walked to Gong Ou's side, her chest intentionally rubbing against his arm, her voice enchanting. "The one Xi Xiaonian fell in love with back then was the feeling of you holding her in your palms without leaving them, right? In other words, her love is the most self-centered. "

She was willing to provoke Gong Ou.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have spent four years really to treat Gong Ou.

"Is that enough?"

Gong Ou looked at her coldly.

"Gong Ou, you don't really like her anymore. How about you find a lady from a famous clan and marry his? She really isn't worthy of you." Mo Nuo said as she looked at Gong Ou.

Gong Ou's face became even more handsome in her eyes, and even his cold gaze became extremely sexy. Suddenly, Mo Nuo felt that his body had heated up, to the point that she felt uncomfortable.

"You don't need to guide me on my path." Gong Ou looked at her blushing face coldly, "Just tell me, is my illness really cured?

"Of course there's no problem. As long as you maintain the state of mind and appear here, it's fine as long as you don't court your own death."

"…"

Gong Ou frowned.

"Gong Ou, why do I feel that it's so hot?" Mo Nuo was a little dazed and shook his head hard to keep himself awake.

Gong Ou lowered his eyes and looked at her, his gaze devoid of any emotion. He reached out to pinch her chin and sneered, "You owe men a favor for this."

"Damn."

Mo Nuo laughed charmingly, and her soft body fell towards him. Her gaze swept across the wine cup in her hands, "It must be this wine, the alcohol's accuracy is too high."

Hearing that, the corner of Gong Ou's mouth curved into an evil grin.

No problem with the wine.

There was something wrong with the medicine in the wine.

Seeing him smile, Mo Nuo became even more enchanted, she stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, about to kiss him.

"Go take a bath." Gong Ou pushed her.

Mo Nuo reached out and grabbed his scarf, smelling his scent, the male scent made her fall in love, and her eyes became misty, "Are you together?"

"I don't like the smell of your perfume. Wash it off."

Gong Ou said indifferently and pushed her away.

"Fine."

Mo Nuo's body was unbearably hot and restless. Under Gong Ou's repeated requests, he walked towards the bathroom and closed the door.

Gong Ou looked at Mo Nuo's crooked figure, and then turned to look at the sky outside the window.

The sky had finally darkened.

This was the beginning of the night.

Gong Ou opened the door and walked out, he took out the atrial card and immediately opened the door to the room next door.

In the room, a few men who wore extremely coquettish suits sat on the bed and played poker. Each of them had a strong scent of perfume and wore colorful ties.

"…"

Gong Ou frowned when he smelled the smell.

Chapter end