Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

1563 A gift for you (3)

Lin Hanxing cast a sidelong glance at the Butler.

“Mr. Gong is inside,”

The Butler came back to his senses and hurriedly replied.

Lin Hanxing did not say anything else and went up the steps.

The black dress set off her white hair and fair skin, and the coldness spread in the air.

Every step he took felt like he was stepping on people’s hearts.

It was obvious that the servants had cleaned the villa in the morning. The floor-to-ceiling glass that had been smashed by Jiang Xibao had been replaced with a new one, as if everything that had happened last night had never happened.

The villa was a little stuffy.

Gong Chen was sitting on the sofa, expressionless.

There was no longer any trace of drunkenness on his cold face.

When his gaze fell on Lin Han’s starry hair, his dark pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart felt as if it had been pierced.

The color of blood slowly faded from Gong Chen’s lips.

Lin Hanxing sat opposite Gong Chen, his long, white, and slightly curly hair flowing behind him like a waterfall.

His actions were deliberate.

“I once asked Chenxi a question.”

The tension between the two of them last night had faded, and Lin Hanxing was frighteningly calm.

“What’s the problem?”

Gong Chen finally opened his mouth. His hoarse voice was like sandpaper, and it carried a sense of vicissitude that didn’t match his age. It made one’s heart tremble.

“I asked her if she regretted it.”

Lin Hanxing and Gong Chen looked at each other and spoke word by word.

Gong Chen’s thin lips trembled slightly, but then he pursed them into a straight line.

“Guess what Chenxi answered me?”

He could see the mockery in Lin Hanxing’s eyes clearly. Naturally, he knew that she was deliberately torturing him. Even so, he still wanted an answer like a traveler in the desert who yearned for an oasis.

“It’s a voluntary thing, and I have no regrets.”

With a boom, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, as if to leave a burning pain in one’s heart.

It was just eight words, but song Chenxi’s deep love and determination in this life were expressed incisively and vividly. Even Dr. Zhong, who was a bystander, could feel the unforgettable feeling.

Gong Chen leaned against the sofa with all his weight.

His nose twitched, and he was in so much pain that he couldn’t say a word!

“Even if she wanted to tell you these things, I’m afraid you wouldn’t have bothered to listen to her in the past.”

Everything that Chenxi had once been reluctant to let this person in front of her suffer had now been returned to him.

It was really good.

“However, that is ultimately a matter between the two of you.”

To Lin Hanxing, be it love or debt, she was still an outsider in this relationship.

Gong Chen lowered his eyes. The joints of his clenched fists had already turned pale.

“I’m here today to give you a gift.”

With a rumble, the Thunder fell again, as if in response to her words.

“A present? Ha ...”

How could Lin xiaojiu’s gift be so easily accepted?

“If you are willing, your replaced memories can be recovered today.”

A gust of wind blew in from somewhere, blowing Lin Hanxing’s hair up. Each strand was like snow, and Gong Chen could see them in his eyes.

“Don’t you want to know what kind of grievances and pain Chenxi has suffered all these years?”

Lin Hanxing was good at manipulating people’s hearts, so she naturally knew when and what words would move the other party. She was using Gong Chen’s weakest spot to lure him into opening this magic box that would make him suffer for the rest of his life!

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Gong Chen’s pupils suddenly turned dark and deep. Intense emotions surged in him like a landslide.

Lin Hanxing laughed when he saw his reaction.

His smile was rather chilling.

The most painful thing in the world was not not not being able to get it, but having it and losing it.

Gong Chen, you should have a taste of this.

This is my gift to you!