Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me Chapter 42: 42: Constantly Tugging at His Nerves

Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Constantly Tugging at His Nerves

Because of the tension, once released, her lower lip turned slightly pale from where she had been biting it, and her breathing was uncontrollably rapid.

Gu Annan watched her with lowered eyes, each rise and fall of her breath tugging at his nerves.

“Leave,” he suddenly released her from his grip, stepping back half a step, providing space for her to exit.

The feeling of being kissed felt like floating on a cloud, and then too soon, Lu Wanwan experienced the sensation of plumting from the clouds again, suddenly alert.

She didn’t say a word and imdiately left his room.

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“Young Master, a room has been arranged for Miss Lu next to yours. She has already gone to bed,”

Gu Annan stood on the balcony, nodding his head.

His profile was hidden in the moonlight, his eyes half-closed in shadow, his gaze resting on the balcony next to his, the distance between the railings no more than a ter. The drapes inside the balcony didn’t leave even a sliver of a gap, the quiet darkness profound.

He shifted his gaze away and lowered his eyes to a bank card receipt resting in his palm on the balcony railing, where Lu Wanwan had signed his na.

The handwriting displayed unfamiliarity, the hesitation while signing the na, and the unsmooth transitions of pen strokes. If he hadn’t received a confirmation call at that ti, this imitated signature wouldn’t even have been accepted by the bank.

Initially, her imitation of his signature was eighty percent similar, to the point where no one but he himself could distinguish it. Now, however, it had beco unfamiliar.

He resisted this feeling in his heart, because of a woman who never truly had him in her heart, he struggled to restrain himself repeatedly.

It was clearly she who tried to enter his life, yet in the end, it was he who couldn’t forget her.

*

Lu Wanwan woke up particularly early, guessing that after an overnight cooling down, the events of yesterday wouldn’t have any more twists.

She opened the balcony’s sliding doors and curtains, stepped onto the balcony, and took a deep breath, seeing the gardener trimming the plants in the back garden, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

In the corner of her eye, it seed that an additional figure appeared beside her, she turned her head to look, and Gu Annan was standing on the neighboring balcony, already changed into his clothes, casually and elegantly one hand in his pocket, only glancing sideways at her when he noticed her looking.

“Good morning!” Lu Wanwan didn’t dare to delay, and imdiately greeted him.

A single slip-up had cost her ninety thousand, and it hurt her heart to bleed money, she had no option but to try to please.

Gu Annan didn’t respond with a word, turned, and left the balcony, his aloofness making her feel that speaking out was truly a poor decision.

“Miss Lu, your clothes are here. After you change, please co down for breakfast,”

Lu Wanwan looked at the clothes the maid brought, “Where are my clothes?”

This was YLP’s new release this year, she couldn’t imagine squeezing onto a bus in clothes worth tens of thousands. Did Gu Annan think YLP was just regular attire for common folk?

For god’s sake, with that kind of money, couldn’t he stop deducting hers?

“I’m sorry, Miss Lu, but the young master instructed last night that your clothes… need to be disposed of,”

Looking at the apologetic smile of the maid, Lu Wanwan knew that being ‘disposed of’ was just a euphemism for being thrown away!

“Alright, I’ll be right down,”

Breakfast was particularly silent this ti, Lu Wanwan wondered why there was more food on her plate than on Gu Annan’s?

Not wanting to give Gu Annan another reason to complain, she planned to finish her al at the risk of overeating, like a warrior resigned to a tragic fate.

Gu Annan watched for a mont, finally unable to hold back, “Is it that unpalatable?”