Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly

Chapter 1230: The Quintessential Rich and Handsome Man

Xia Yinian was held in the man’s embrace, too afraid to speak a word for a long time.Besides worrying about the Old Master’s anger, she kept thinking about Gu Beicheng’s amnesia.

When Xia Yinian snapped back to reality, she realized the Old Master’s aura had grown ice-cold.

She lifted her gaze briefly to Gu Beicheng, then lowered her head.

"Sir, may I ask who you are? Could, can you let me go first? I’m almost... I can’t breathe."

Gu Beicheng murmured an apology and released Xia Yinian.

Freed at last, Xia Yinian immediately retreated to the door.

"Who exactly are you? I don’t know you, I really don’t know you." She glanced at Gu Beicheng anxiously and fixated on the figure ahead.

"Stop the car! I want to get off. If you don’t stop, I’m going to call the police. I really..."

Just as Xia Yinian was about to take off her backpack and look for her phone, the poor little bag was already in Gu Beicheng’s hand the next second.

"Call the police? Do you think it will help?" He furrowed his brow, eyeing the girl huddled to the side.

"Give it back. I really don’t know you." Xia Yinian leaned toward him slightly, trying to snatch the bag back.

Of course, she’s not afraid of Beicheng. She trusts that whether he truly has amnesia or not, he wouldn’t harm her.

Yet, since she’d signed the contract, isn’t she breaching it now?

The money, she could return it to the Old Master anytime; she never planned on using it anyway.

In fact, there wasn’t even a penalty for breach of contract, with so many people under Gu Qingyang’s sway, perhaps he wasn’t worried Xia Yinian would breach the contract at all.

Just as Xia Yinian leaned in a little, Gu Beicheng pulled her back into his embrace.

"Alright, you don’t know me, so are you interested in becoming friends with me?"

As Xia Yinian was lost in thought, Gu Beicheng added, "I am the Seventh Young Master of Ye City, a classic tall, rich, and handsome man. What do you think?"

He curled his lips slightly, bowing his head to meet the gaze of the girl in his arms.

The man arched his thick, sword-like eyebrows, his playful eyes bearing a hint of seriousness.

Even Xia Yinian found it hard to see through him.

The only thing she wanted to know right now was if he truly had amnesia. Unfortunately, she couldn’t tell.

"I..." Facing his gaze, Xia Yinian swallowed hard and shook her head, "I don’t know."

She swore it wasn’t deliberate to swallow like that; it’s just that this man was truly too handsome.

Held by such a perfect man, and he looking at her so deeply, she couldn’t completely ignore it.

"Little girl, admit it, we do know each other, don’t we?" Gu Beicheng curled his lips again.

"First, if we didn’t know each other, how could I only have an impression of you?"

"Second, you claim not to know the Seventh Young Master; clearly you’re lying! Am I right?"

"I..." Xia Yinian paused, truly unsure how to refute.

"Beicheng, have you had enough fun?" Gu Qingyang snorted coldly.

The body of Xia Yinian in the man’s embrace trembled slightly, immediately sitting upright, and she forcefully pushed Gu Beicheng’s arm.

But the arm, as hard as steel, remained unmoved.

"What are you afraid of? Did someone force you to leave me, is that it?" Gu Beicheng furrowed his brow, his aura instantly turning much colder.

"No, how could it be?" Xia Yinian shook her head sharply, "No, it’s not..."

"She is Nian Nian, you know each other." Suddenly, Gu Qingyang’s voice came through.