Taking her to heaven or going to hell is a matter of her thoughts.
It is hard to imagine that an outstanding person like Duan Zhaoan actually has many outdated ideas in his heart. There are too many women of all kinds hanging around him, but his thinking is surprisingly conservative.
Duan Zhaoan will never forget the night when he was fourteen years old when he had morning sickness for the first time. The nanny looked at him as she was putting away the sheets, as if she had discovered a dusty pearl. Even though she left quickly, he could still see the light flashing in her eyes.
A week later, the forty-year-old nanny took her nineteen-year-old daughter to the Duan family garden to take care of the old man's flowers and plants. Three days later, the girl came in smoothly while he was taking a bath...
After this incident, he began to observe the girls coming and going around him.
In their eyes, he could see their admiration and attachment for him, and he could feel their desire to come to him every minute, but he could not hide their desire no matter how hard they tried to cover it up.
Sometimes, he would wonder whether these women were interested in his skin? Or the powerful people behind him?
Ever since the nanny's daughter incident, women have been wandering around him like ghosts from time to time.
In Duan Zhaoan's eyes, those women who are either pure, beautiful or out of the world all belong to the category of wandering souls.
It might be said that he disrespected them;
However, when he saw the sparks occasionally flashing in their black eyes, he could not respect the women who had evil intentions towards him anyway.
After thinking for a long time, he came to the conclusion that if there were no powerful people in the Duan family and no body, they would probably not even look at him for charity.
After he finished speaking, he looked at him quietly. His dark eyes, as cold as the depths of the snow-capped mountains that no one had walked into for thousands of years, were filled with darkness. What flowed in his pupils was the stubbornness that made Gu Chen frown slightly.
It is undeniable that Gu Chen dislikes this kind of seemingly gentle relationship, but in fact it is domineering and cold.
"You want to imprison me for life." Gu Chen raised his eyes, a cold light flowing in his eyes, "Duan Zhaoan, why do you think you have the ability to imprison me? And why do you think I will definitely like you?"
The well-mannered marshal wants to use foul language. After living for most of his life, he will encounter such a weird pursuit!
Uh...huh? Ah!!
Pursue?!
With this flash in his mind, Gu Chen stared at him, blinked and asked with a guilty conscience: "Excuse me, um... can I understand that you are pursuing me?"
Duan Zhaoan: "..."
Driver: "..." Oh my God, after all Duan Shao said, Miss Gu... didn't even know that Duan Shao was pursuing her?
Phew..., he should drive faster! Open the window and drive faster.
Mr. Duan, don't worry, my subordinates never heard a word you said to Miss Gu!
"What do you think?" Duan Zhaoan, who was in disbelief when Mount Tai collapsed before his eyes, twitched his eyelids slightly. His cold eyes first glanced at the driver who rolled down the car window, and then looked at Gu Chen with a hint of darkness in his eyes.
Powerless.
I think that my performance is obvious enough, no matter how young she is, she should be aware of it.
The result was...she didn't understand anything.
All my self-esteem and pride were crushed to pieces by her words!
Gu Chen squinted his eyes to admire Duan Zhaoan, who had an expressionless face but actually had a sea of waves in his eyes. He nodded after a while and said with a hint of humor: "You have to make it clear. If you don't make it clear, I really don't know you are pursuing me.
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As his face became more colorful, and then became more colorful, Marshal Gu Chen, who was being bullied, was in a great mood.
