Chapter 259: Heâs Not A Three-Year-Old Child
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âDo you want some sweet potatoes?â
âNo.â Gong Mingye said faintly.
âHow about coriander?â
âI donât like it.â
âGinger?â
âThe flavour is too strong.â
Gu Wanâan rolled her eyes. âYouâre already so old, but youâre still so picky. 1 really donât know how you grew up.â
Gong Mingye chuckled; âDo you want to get beaten up?â
Gu Wanâan stuck out her tongue and made a face.
He warned in a deep voice; âReally think 1 canât do anything about you, donât you?â
âCome if you have the ability. Do you think Iâm afraid of you? People say that men who hit women are beasts. If you hit me, youâre a beast. If you donât hit me, youâre worse than a beast. Grand President Gong, are you choosing to be a beast, or a worse than a beast?â Gu Wanâan lightly blinked her eyes with a bad smile on her face.
Gong Mingye couldnât help but raise his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
This girl, actually dug a hole for him to jump into.
Looking at his expression, the smile on Gu Wanâanâs face widened.
She didnât expect that the high and mighty CEO of the Gong Corporation would have such a day.
Just as she was gloating over his misfortune, Gong Mingye said, âAs a man, of course I chooseâ¦to be worse than a beast.â
F*ck!
Did he really want to fight?
Gu Wanâan frowned in disbelief.
Is she playing with fire?
While she was still in a daze, Gong Mingye raised his hand and slapped her round butt twice.
The force was not heavy, very light.
Instantly, Gu Wanâanâs face turned red.
He actually dared to tease her in front of so many people!
She couldnât help but become angry out of embarrassment and stutter.â You⦠You⦠Youâre worse than a beastâ¦â
Gong Mingye nodded; âWell, 1 am worse than a beast.â
âShameless!â
âDidnât you ask me to choose?â Gong Mingye asked.
H H
She expressed that she was inferior and admitted defeat.
âForget it, Iâm not going to talk to you anymore. Letâs go and do business first.â
Gong Mingyeâs thin lips curled up slightly.
The pork stall was packed with people.
Seeing this, Gu Wanâan knew that there must be freshly slaughtered pork.
She stuffed everything in her hands into Gong Mingyeâs arms, rolled up her sleeves quickly, and entered the battlefield.
Still a little worried, she turned her head and reminded, âStay here obediently and donât run around. Iâll make dumplings for you tomorrow after I get the pork, do you hear me?â
Gong Mingyeâs eyebrows twitched.
For some reason, he felt that it was a little funnyâ¦
He wanted to sayâ¦He wasnât a three-year-old child. He wouldnât lose himself.
However, before he could say anything.
She was like a loach, directly drilling into the gap, extremely agile.
Gong Mingyeâs gaze was gentle as he followed the slender figure.
He watched as she squeezed through the crowd and finally managed to squeeze to the front. He couldnât help but sigh in relief.
Behind him, a seven or eight-year-old boy squatted on the ground in boredom.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he saw the wheelchair in front of him. It was as if he had discovered a new continent and felt very novel.
He stood up, walked over, and touched the wheelchairâs pushers with both hands.
Then, he pushed the wheelchair and started to spin around, his speed getting faster and faster. âHehe, itâs so funâ¦â
Gong Mingye narrowed his eyes and placed his large palm on the armrest.
âGo away,â he said coldly.
Seeing that the other party was a little boy, he didnât have any intention of pursuing the matter.
Moreover, he was in a good mood today and didnât want to ruin this rare moment.
âNoâ¦â
The little boy shook his head and stuck out his tongue.â Iâm not leaving. Why should 1 listen to you?â
As he spoke, his hands werenât idle and he continued to turn the wheelchair..