Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

The next day.

The sun was shining brightly, several mischievous rays broke through the floor-to-ceiling window, awakening the person snoring in bed.

Gu Li murmured as she opened her eyes, realizing she was still in bed, she paused with surprise.

Scenes from last night quickly flashed through her mind. Remembering how she had rejected Mo Shiting’s kiss and ran to the bathroom to throw up, she couldn’t help but hold her forehead in disbelief.

Oh my, what had she done to deserve this? Brother Ting must be furious.

But how did she end up back in bed after that?

Gu Li tried to recall, but her mind was blank, she couldn’t remember a thing.

Never mind, she should first soothe Brother Ting’s anger.

Gu Li rubbed her slightly aching temples, pushed the quilt away and got out of bed.

She was still in the same clothes from yesterday, all wrinkled, which she despised just looking at.

No, she must dress up a bit before she goes to see Brother Ting.

Otherwise, her cousin would keep taunting her for lacking the charm of a mature woman.

Speaking of which, where was her cousin?

A chill ran down Gu Li’s spine, and she hurriedly called Murong Qian.

Imperial City Hotel.

The phone on the bedside table continued to ring, Murong Qian muttered a curse in annoyance, stretched her hand to turn off the phone, only to find a large hand draped over her body, tightly wrapped around her chest, imprisoning her in a strong embrace.

What was going on?

She abruptly opened her eyes and saw a handsome man’s face in broad daylight.

Lu Cong!!!

It was this heartbreaker!!!

What had they done last night?

Could it be that…

No, that’s absolutely impossible!

Murong Qian’s beautiful eyes were stained with panic. She roughly removed his hand, climbed out of bed and hurriedly checked herself.

All her clothes had been changed. She was now wearing the hotel’s pajamas…

“Bastard!”

Murong Qian grabbed a pillow from the side and threw it at him.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t hit him before he snatched the pillow away.

Murong Qian looked at him angrily, only to find that Lu Cong had already woken up. His narrow phoenix eyes looked at her with indifference, with no warmth as before.

Murong Qian’s heart skipped a beat, she subconsciously pursed her lips.

At this point, Lu Cong had already got out of bed.

Seeing him bare-chested with only a pair of boxers, Murong Qian was convinced that something had happened between them last night. Rage turned her eyes red, “Lu Cong, you heartless jerk! You…go to hell!”

After her rant, she threw the pillow at him again.

This time, it hit him squarely because Lu Cong was momentarily distracted by the mention of his name and failed to dodge it.

“You… know me?”

The man frowned, his tone was probing.

Murong Qian was taken aback as she clearly did not anticipate this response.

He didn’t recognize her?

Huh!

He was truly an awful man, they had only broken up four years ago, but he had already forgotten about his ex-girlfriend, who he was almost engaged to…

“Speak! Why do you know my name? Do you know me?”

Not getting a response from her, Lu Cong strode over and put his hand under her chin, forcing her to look at him.

Seeing his face, she felt that he wasn’t lying. He really had forgotten her. Murong Qian’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile, “The famous medical genius Lu Cong, Mo Shiting’s best buddy. Who doesn’t know you? Is it strange that I know your name?”

Well, let bygones be bygones. From now on, she would need not even hate him.

“You really don’t know me?”

Lu Cong questioned again.

He was unsure himself why he cared so much about this question that he even had a vague feeling that he knew her..