C73 I will Never like You

No, she couldn't do it, she couldn't do it.

Bei Muchen was pushed away in surprise. He looked up and saw Chu Luo shrinking back and looking at him with a scared look. His heart suddenly hurt.

He stretched out his hand to touch it. He touched Chu Luo, but was easily evaded. "I'll be leaving first." Chu Luo hastily opened the car door and left. She left in a hurry, her back swaying unsteadily.

Being rejected by her, Bei Muchen pursed his lips and didn't say anything. His big palm hit the steering wheel and his heart ached intensely. He knew why Chu Luo resisted him.

Cigarettes were lit up in Bei Muchen's hand, his sharp outline became increasingly enigmatic amidst the smoke. Person.

He pinched his temples with a headache. What could he do to make Chu Luo accept him?

Chu Luo returned to the old house and saw Wen Xincheng waiting outside. Seeing that Chu Luo was the only one that came back, Wen Xincheng asked anxiously, "Luo, why is it you alone? Where's Muchen? "

Chu Luo turned her head away. The warm air from before had not dissipated, and now that Wen Xincheng had asked her a question, Chu Luo only said one sentence and he rushed in behind her.

Wen Xincheng noticed the change in Chu Luo's expression. What had happened to the two of them?

Wen Xincheng had already sent people to clean up the place for them. When Chu Luo returned to her room, she shut herself in without even turning on the lights.

She lay on the bed, exhausted. On the soft bed, his mind was filled with that kiss.

His red lips seemed to still have the warmth of his lips. It was soft and comfortable.

Chu Luo secretly smiled. However, this smile didn't last for long. She propped herself up from the ground, while knots started to appear in her head.

Why did she seem so happy?

Did she like Bei Muchen?

Chu Luo was frightened by her own thoughts. She quickly shook her head, trying to get rid of them. "No, that won't happen." How could she like Bei Muchen?

The person she liked had always been Annan.

She and Annan had known each other since high school. Annan was the first boy who truly treated her well. She couldn't betray Annan, definitely not.

Thinking of this, a hint of bitterness appeared in Chu Luo's heart.

What's more, she and Bei Muchen weren't people from the same world. This year's contracted marriage was like a dream, they couldn't stay.

In order to prevent herself from thinking too much, Chu Luo immediately fell asleep with the heavy blanket covering her face. Calm down, Chu Luo, you have to be calm.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Luo gradually calmed down.

On the other side

"Muchen."

Seeing Chu Luo rush in, Wen Xincheng guessed what had happened to the couple. She had been waiting outside the whole time. After a while, Bei Muchen appeared.

Bei Muchen was stunned for a few seconds. There was no smile on his stern face. He walked up the stairs without saying anything.

"Muchen, don't take your dad's words to heart. I know you won't accept a stepmother like me, but Muchen, your dad really does care about you."

In a moment of desperation, Wen Xincheng touched Bei Muchen's clothes.

Bei Muchen hid without leaving a trace. He was completely unmoved by Wen Xincheng's words.

"Muchen." Wen Xincheng wanted to continue, but Bei Muchen interrupted her coldly, "Enough, I don't want to hear any more of this. My mother is dead, and Madame Bei Mu's position is already yours. Please don't bother me anymore."

With a piercing gaze, he glanced at Wen Xincheng.

Wen Xincheng's heart ached. Her body was knocked aside by Bei Muchen. Ba La opened his mouth to explain, but the words were stuck in his throat.

She could only look at him guiltily.

Bei Muchen felt Wen Xincheng's gaze. He stopped for a moment and his face covered with thick ice disappeared a little. He clenched his fist tightly.

Who cares about him?

If Bei Muyi had been a little merciful to them, he wouldn't have lost his mother and wandered the world alone, spending his darkest hours as a child.

Bei Muchen's eyes flashed with layers of frost as he thought back to the past.

After he left, Wen Xincheng stood still for a long time. Then, the butler came out. With a dark expression, he said meaningfully, "Madam, you can't be soft-hearted. Don't forget, he's not your son."

The butler looked at Bei Muchen's back and said something.

Wen Xincheng's fingertips trembled. She tried her best to take a deep breath and looked at the butler. She lowered her head and said with a helpless tone, "I understand. You may leave."

He turned around with his back to the butler.

The butler could not see Wen Xincheng's expression clearly, so he could only give up and enter.

Outside, the cold wind blew into one's heart, and a long sigh was hidden in the darkness …

Bei Muchen went upstairs. When he passed by the bedroom, he found the door locked, "This girl is angry again." His tone was helpless, yet it also carried a hint of doting.

Turning back, he called for the butler and brought over the key.

"Young Master, this is …" The butler looked at Bei Muchen in confusion. When did Young Master enter his room with his key?

After throwing the key back to the butler, Bei Muchen pushed the door and entered, "You can leave first. You're not allowed to come here without my permission."

"Yes."

The room was so dark that he did not even open the curtains. He walked over and opened the curtains. The silvery moonlight shone into the bedroom.

On the bed, a figure emerged from under the white blanket.

Chu Luo had her back facing him. Actually, she was already awake, it was just that she didn't have the courage to face Bei Muchen.

A cold atmosphere enveloped the entire room. He did not speak, and neither did Chu Luo. The two of them just stood there quietly.

After a while, Bei Muchen moved. He walked towards the bed, lifted the covers and got in.

The cold air seeped into Chu Luo's skin, and she bit her lip. Her body tightened as a pair of long arms embraced her.

Chu Luo's heart was beating so fast that she didn't dare to move. She could only pretend to be asleep. Her beautiful eyes narrowed as her body trembled slightly. It was shaking.

The woman in his arms was restless and tense. Although she didn't clearly resist, Bei Muchen already felt the resistance in her heart.

He knew that Chu Luo hadn't slept at all.

Bei Muchen didn't make any unnecessary movements. He just held her gently and said in a low and charming voice, "Chu Luo."

Hearing her name, Chu Luo bit her lips even more tightly.

An icy fragrance came from his body and pounced towards Chu Luo. It was like a huge net that caused her to be unable to breathe, causing her heart to ache.

Chu Luo remained motionless. She felt the person behind her was approaching her. Her heart tightened. She turned around and placed her palm on Bei Muchen's chest. In front.

"Let me go."

Within the darkness, her sparkling eyes were like clear spring water, exceptionally dazzling. When facing him, the resolution under her eyes was extremely obvious.

She would not like Bei Muchen, nor could she like him.