Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly

Chapter 1285: Chapter 1285: It Really Wasn’t Me!

"It’s fine." Gu Feimo held the person in his arms and stepped into the room.

Looking at the two people inside, Bai Yuning hesitated, unsure if she should go in.

"Gu Feimo, you jerk, let me go!"

Ye Shushu’s voice came from inside the room. In the end, Bai Yuning gently closed the door for them, gave up on entering, and turned to leave.

The person in his arms was constantly struggling, and Gu Feimo was losing his patience.

Finally, reaching the bedside, Ye Shushu was practically thrown onto the bed.

With a "thud," Ye Shushu felt as if all her internal organs had shifted, and the pain was unbearable.

"Jerk! That really hurt." The person on the bed mumbled with pursed lips.

"Why did you drink so much?" The man standing at the bedside looked down at her.

"None of your business! Bring the wine, we’re not leaving until we’re drunk tonight!" Ye Shushu raised her hand as if to toast with everyone.

"Come on, stop dawdling, cheers!"

Watching the small figure twisting on the bed, Gu Feimo’s Adam’s apple tightened. He casually took off his jacket and threw it on the small sofa nearby.

Without paying further attention, the man turned and headed to the bathroom.

About ten minutes passed, and when Gu Feimo opened the bathroom door, he found a certain girl lying on the floor, not far from the bathroom.

Hearing the door open, Ye Shushu squinted and glanced at the person walking out.

"Who are you? Disturbing my sleep!"

With a cold huff, Ye Shushu lay back down on the ground.

"What kind of bed is this? So hard and cold?" The girl on the ground turned over, curling up.

The man in a bathrobe helplessly went over and picked up the person on the ground.

He really picked her up, like lifting a pitiful little puppy.

Gu Feimo was tired of doing such thankless tasks.

"What are you doing? It hurts!" As soon as she was lifted, Ye Shushu expressed her displeasure.

She struggled and wriggled free of Gu Feimo’s grip, but just as she turned around, she toppled over again.

Gu Feimo’s expression turned a bit grim, but he couldn’t just leave her like that.

His thick eyebrows furrowed.

Ye Shushu’s eyes showed a hint of pain.

But compared to that "bed" earlier, this place was noticeably more comfortable.

With a muffled grunt, the girl clutched the blanket, turning her back to him.

Gu Feimo lay down beside her, a bit disdainfully, not planning to leave.

Staring at the chandelier on the ceiling, even he didn’t know why he stayed beside a drunk, silly woman.

Maybe it was because of those nearly twenty nights of emptiness.

"Good wine! Drink! Cheers!"

Just when Gu Feimo was about to push her away, he noticed the person beside him was sobbing.

He resisted the urge to get angry and calmed down.

The room was silent for a while before the girl’s choked voice sounded.

"I didn’t drug it, I really didn’t!"

Now she didn’t even know where she was, let alone care about anything else.