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Lucky Marriage: Bigshot's Pampered Wife

Chapter 80 - 80: Am I a Man
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Chapter 80: Am I a Man

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Of course, what kind of thigh can a person like her cling to?” The assistant followed suit.

Zhou Shutong retracted her gaze lightly.

“The Xu family is the third wealthiest family in the capital. You and Young Master Xu have made so many female celebrities jealous. Shen Ziqing is nothing!”

Zhou Shutong’s expression was arrogant, and she felt refreshed after being praised.

“Let’s go. Don’t let Young Master Xu wait too long.”

“Alright.”

On the other side.

After pushing Gong Mingye into the room, Gu Wan’an was ready to leave.

However, just as she stepped out with her left foot, Gong Mingye’s voice came from behind her. “Where to?”

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Her body stiffened and she could only turn around and laugh dryly. “Back to the Gong family.”

“Stay here.” Gong Mingye had a domineering presidential expression on his face that could not be refuted.

“It’s a little inappropriate for me to stay here. I’ll disturb your rest. It’s better for me to go back to sleep.”

Gong Mingye pretended not to hear her, ignoring her completely, and went to the bathroom.

Gu Wan’an was left alone in the room, fidgeting and scratching her ears and cheeks.

Twenty minutes later, Gong Mingye returned to his room.

“Can’t I go back to sleep?” Gu Wan’an still tried to put up a fight.

Gong Mingye glanced at her coldly.

Gu Wan’an immediately admitted defeat and went to the bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with warm water. Lying in it was extremely comfortable, and all the cells in her body were relaxed.

After taking a bath and stepping out of the bathroom, Gu Wan’an slapped herself on the forehead.

She didn’t have any pajamas!

For the first time, she almost cried because of her stupidity.

Sweeping her eyes across the bathroom, there was no bathrobe, only a bath towel, and it was exceptionally short.

Gu Wan’an wanted to cry but had no tears. She walked to the door and stuck her head out. “Gong Mingye, President Gong, I don’t have pajamas. What should I do?”

Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows, smoothly picked up one of his shirts, and handed it over.

“Thank you.” She thanked him, took the shirt, put it on, dried her hair, and walked out of the bathroom.

Hearing footsteps, Gong Mingye looked up and followed her with his gaze. Her legs under his black shirt looked even more delicate and fair.

His throat felt dry.

Gu Wan’an scanned the room. There was only a luxurious bed and a single sofa.

“Where do I sleep?”

“The sofa.”

Gu Wan’an glanced at the narrow and small single-seater sofa, and her face was full of black lines. How could she sleep like this?

“Can’t I sleep on the bed? I’ll definitely not cross the line.”

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Tomorrow’s filming task was very heavy. She would have to act in a rival scene with Zhou Shutong. If she didn’t sleep well at night, she would definitely mess up tomorrow!

Gong Mingye narrowed his eyes and smirked. “Heh, sleeping in the same bed, you really don’t treat me as a man.”

Gu Wan’an blurted out subconsciously, “Whether you can do it or not, don’t you know it yourself?”

Instantly, the air froze.

The sound of a needle dropping on the ground could be heard clearly.

After regaining her senses, Gu Wan’an finally realized what her cheap mouth had said!

She glanced at Gong Mingye carefully, wishing she could bang her head against the wall.

As expected, Gong Mingye’s expression sank. He frowned, his expression quite ugly. “If you dare to sleep on the bed, I’ll let you know if I’m a man or not!”

As expected, all men love face and dignity.

Gu Wan’an didn’t take it seriously and didn’t take it to heart at all. She just thought that his strong self-esteem as a man was acting up. “Alright, alright, you sleep on the bed, I’ll sleep on the sofa.”

Her tone was very light, and her face perfunctory.

Gong Mingye’s expression was extremely ugly, darker than the bottom of a pot.

No man could stand being told he couldn’t do it by a woman to his face!