In the luxurious suite on the eighth floor of Yanhuang.
The originally cool and quiet atmosphere gradually warmed up.
From the entrance to the large bed in the inner room, there was a trail of scattered clothes and women's size 37 flat shoes. As for the document bag that Principal Wang had repeatedly reminded them about, it had long been tossed on the ground, with no one to care for it.
"Ah, no, no! Da Luoluo, stay calm! Calm down!"
But her refusals didn't work at all. When he kissed her lips, she "swooshed" and turned her face away, dodging. If he tried to kiss her again, she would dodge again. After several attempts, Han Luoli finally lost his patience.
"Why not?" he growled with restrained anger. Every time he saw her, he lost all self-control, and yet the little girl was utterly uncooperative.
Gu Xiaoer's mind "boomed," and after feeling something, she screamed out: "No, no, not here! Not here!"
Her whole brain had turned to mush, completely unable to understand how delivering documents had led her to the bed.
What on earth was happening!
Where exactly was the president, after all? If he came in later, wouldn't they be caught red-handed by the big boss?!
Oh my Lord!
With these thoughts, she quickly scrambled out from under the man in a panic and, like a frightened puppy, jumped to the floor.
Her little face was still flushed, but her watery eyes became clear, and she spoke with conviction: "Da Luoluo, stop messing around!"
"..." The man exhaled a long breath of foul air and finally got up. He picked up the clothes from the ground one by one, his face sour.
"Da Luoluo, how come you are in this suite? Have you seen an old gentleman?" Gu Xiaoer followed his footsteps, picked up her clothes, and quickly got dressed.
"Who is this old gentleman?" Han Luoli abruptly turned and stopped, causing the little tail behind him to "thump" into his arms.
She rubbed her already mushy head, grumbling: "My godfather!"
"Godfather?!"
"Argh, the godfather they made me acknowledge! He's the president of Shenghan Group!" Gu Xiaoer grew irritated discussing it, "The whole school is talking about it now; they pin every baseless gossip on me, and many are just waiting to laugh at me!"
"The President of Shenghan is your godfather?" Huh, why hadn't Wei Feng told him...
He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his still glossy hair, the handsome face tight and unlined. These damn rumors, how daring, why didn't they say the President of Shenghan was Gu Xiaoer's husband?!
"Hey, don't be angry, this really isn't my fault!" Gu Xiaoer hurriedly draped the man's neatly pressed shirt over him, her heart feeling vague, as Da Luoluo's face had not just soured, it had darkened.
"Da Luoluo, don't take it to heart. I must be in the spotlight too much lately, first winning the design competition, now being chosen as the host, and last night someone secretly filmed a video of me on the beach. The whole school is full of gossip about me, saying all sorts of things. Hey, fame brings trouble; I'm not angry, so you shouldn't be either, okay?"
She was still cheerfully trying to comfort him.
"What have they been saying?" The man's voice was laced with unsatisfied desire and threatening sharpness.
"No, nothing much..."
"Tell me."
"Just that... I've hooked up with a rich man, acknowledged a godfather, that I'm a gold-digger kept by someone, it's mostly this kind of talk!" She made it sound lighthearted, but in reality, the accusations were much more pointed and vile than what she let on, she simply chose not to mention it.
"Gu Xiaoer!"
Han Luoli spoke in a deep tone, his dark eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. He straightened the girl's body out, enunciating each and every word: "The President of Shenghan is your husband, not your godfather, understand?!"