Chapter 9 Anything, I Have the Final Say

Catching the contempt in her eyes, Gu Yanhao smiled instead of anger.

He squeezed Song Wuyou's chin, and his eyes shone with a cold light, "Song Wuyou, I tried my best to get into my bed in the past. Now such a good opportunity is in front of you, don't you cherish it?"

nausea!

Song Wuyou cursed inwardly. Then he looked at Gu Yanhao and smiled sweetly, "I think so, but I just had a miscarriage, so my body won't allow it."

Gu Yanhao: "..."

Song Wuyou smiled sweetly, but there was no warmth in her eyes. She raised her hand and gently placed her fingers on Gu Yanhao's chest, "Gu Yanhao, do you regret treating me like that now?"

Her movements are soft and sultry.

Gu Yanhao lowered his eyes and looked at the hand drawing circles on his chest.

Her hands are very white and tender, and her fingers are slender and beautiful.

The strength of the circles was just right, making his breathing stagnate.

Looking at her body in the water again, Gu Yanhao's eyes became very dark.

Gu Yanhao hated this feeling very much, his eyes turned cold, he patted Song Wuyou's hand, got up abruptly, and left the bathtub.

"Give you a minute to get out of here!" Gu Yanhao coldly dropped a sentence, then walked out of the bathroom with his long legs.

Song Wuyou sat up slowly, holding the bathtub with his hand and frowning deeply, why is this body so weak?

In her previous life, she had fought on the battlefield for more than ten years, and her skills were too good. Now, this body is so weak that it can't be controlled by slipping?

Song Wuyou gritted his teeth, got up, and swept over the nightgown on the shelf to put it on.

She came out of the bathroom barefoot, without shoes.

Gu Yanhao had already taken off his wet clothes, put on a dark blue nightgown, and sat lazily on the sofa, waiting for Song Wuyou to come out.

The man's cold eyes glanced at the pair of bare feet, knowing that she had a miscarriage and didn't wear shoes, wasn't she afraid of catching a cold?

Song Wuyou came to the bed, picked up a large towel and wrapped his wet hair, then sat down, looking at Gu Yanhao with a half-smile.

Gu Yanhao raised her eyebrows, how could she be so noble and dignified with her half-smile expression?

She sits upright, with her hands on her lap, how can she look like those concubines in costume dramas?

Gu Yanhao curled his lips, revealing a hint of ridicule, this woman really knows how to pretend.

"Except for the company's shares, I can give you anything you want, as long as you sign." Gu Yanhao said coldly.

When Song Wuyou heard this, his heart sank. He just couldn't wait to get rid of her and divorce her?

"You can give me anything you want?" She smiled brightly.

"Yeah." Seeing her smiling face, Gu Yanhao's eyes darkened inadvertently.

"I want your heart, can you give it to me?"

"Song Wuyou!" Gu Yanhao's eyes were like torches.

"I'm so sorry." Song Wuyou smiled, "Except for the shares of the Gu Group, I don't want anything for the time being."

"You can't even think about the shares of the Gu Group!"

"Then I can't sign the divorce agreement."

Gu Yanhao sneered, "If you sign it or not, the divorce is settled. There are countless people who can write the three words Song Wuyou."

Song Wuyou's beautiful eyes narrowed, "You want to pretend to be me to sign?"

Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou coldly and arrogantly, "As I said, I have a solution."

"Fake signature is invalid!"

"Whether it works or not is not up to you. In City M, I, Gu Yanhao, have the final say in everything."

"..."