Chapter 612 - I Hate It When People Lie to Me

Chapter 612: I Hate It When People Lie to Me

“You haven’t answered my question. If I wasn’t the one who saved you that night, but someone else instead, what would you do?

“Would you fall for that girl because of this?”

“Weren’t you the one that night?” Gong Zeli didn’t bother answering her question. “I don’t bother analyzing hypothetical situations.”

“But...”

“Rourou, you’re the one who saved me that night. You were the first person I saw when I opened my eyes, and you were completely drenched beside me. Your eyes were red while you called my name repeatedly.

“I don’t know how to answer your previous question. But if you weren’t the one who saved me that night, I’d be very disappointed. Rourou, I hate it when people lie to me.

“It’s all the more painful to be lied to by someone so close. So, please don’t lie to me. Otherwise, I don’t know what I’d resort to.”

Shen Rou’s expression stiffened. The hand gripping the cell phone stiffened as well.

Although she couldn’t see him, she could feel the coldness in his voice from across the line.

...

The Gong family.

By the huge pool.

The housemaid stood by the side and held a glass of iced cold water to him. Gong Zeli received it and took two sips as he looked at his cell phone screen. He then placed it on the table.

The housemaid then handed him a peeled grape. “Young Master Gong.”

Gong Zeli looked up and waved her off. “Leave these here. I don’t need anyone to serve me, leave for now.”

“Yes, Young Master Gong.”

He’d just showered and had a white towel wrapped around him as he lay on the deck chair by the pool.

His toned chest and legs were revealed.

He was rather fair, and his skin had a cooler tone to it. He looked rather like a vampire in the sunlight.

Unlike most rich second-generation heirs who looked weak and had a lack of exercise, he was pretty well-built.

This group of them had high standards for their health and body.

Before the housemaid left, she stole a glance of the man lying there and felt her heart race.

Young Master’s figure... was so good.

Those muscles... made her heart race.

Especially the defined abdominal muscles. She’d counted them before—eight packs!

Her Young Master had great looks and figure and graduated from a renowned university. And he was the only heir.

He really was the chosen one.

She felt like not many girls in the whole of Yuncheng City could be worthy of the Young Master.

If Young Master didn’t have a manic disorder, he would’ve been perfect.

But even with this disorder, he was still a very eligible man.

Just with his status as the Young Master of the Gong family, he was already an ideal catch for a lot of women.

However, although Young Master looked very much like a playboy and always had different women around him, those who knew him well would know that he was still keeping a lookout for his ideal one.

He was always changing female companions because none of them had truly touched him yet.

To put it crudely, they were just companions in bed.