He is very tall and looks very handsome in his white shirt.
His face looked a little sickly, as if he was just recovering from a serious illness.
However, his appearance was not sealed by such a morbid condition, but instead revealed a wild and unruly temperament in his bones.
In particular, the three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife, which is unforgettable at a glance.
Is this man Fu Xizhou, the second young master of the Fu family?
She couldn't help but look him up and down for a moment. Did these people have any misunderstanding about the word ugly?
He has a strong body, but is there any disability at all?
Not to mention living 28 years, even 100 years old is no problem!
Gu Beisheng let go of Snow Wolf.
Although Xue Lang was relieved, his eyes were still full of dissatisfaction and aggression.
Fu Xizhou's voice rose a little higher: "Come here."
Snow Wolf immediately gave up the attack, walked over to the man, and lay down at his feet.
As if he was afraid of being punished by his master, he pulled the corner of his pants in a flattering manner.
This scene shocked Gu Beisheng. The snow wolf that was full of murderous intent just now instantly turned into a well-behaved husky in front of Fu Xizhou.
She has never seen a snow wolf surrender to a human.
Fu Xizhou glanced at it, and Snow Wolf lowered his head and walked out. When he reached the door, he looked back at Gu Beisheng, with a fierce look in his eyes showing a bit of unwillingness.
Gu Beisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, hehe, he was making a note for her.
Fu Xizhou looked at her, with a bit of awe-inspiring heroic spirit in his eyes. Under the seemingly calm eyes, there was a sleepy look, and his thin lips pursed: "You are not Gu Xinyu."
His aura is very threatening, full of danger, and full of oppression.
Gu Beisheng's heart skipped a beat. Unexpectedly, he found out her identity right away.
She pursed her red lips and admitted generously: "I am Gu Xinyu's sister, Gu Beisheng."
Fu Xizhou looked at her. She was not very tall and had a delicate and cute appearance. She was just too thin and not very tall. She only reached below his shoulders.
Such a small one, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that such a little one could fight a wolf with his bare hands.
Not only that, he also gained the upper hand.
It was difficult to combine the calm and aggressive attitude of her when facing the mastiff just now. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Substitute marriage? How courageous!"
Gu Beisheng swallowed, and a sense of oppression surrounded her in an instant.
From the moment this man entered the room, the atmosphere in the entire room was affected by him.
She didn't know what he was thinking, but she knew that he must have ordered the snow wolf to attack her.
What his purpose was, she didn't know.
But from his cold eyes, one could tell that he was not satisfied with her.
Suddenly, Fu Xizhou approached her.
A faint scent of sandalwood lingered in her breath, and her mind jolted, inadvertently thinking of the strange man that night five years ago.
Their smells are somewhat similar.
When she was lost in thought, the man suddenly raised his arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, picked her up, and they fell onto the bed together.
In just a moment, he pressed her under him and pressed her closely.
Gu Beisheng's breath was stagnant and he subconsciously pushed him.
She thought that after being locked up in a mental hospital for more than five years, her heart had become rock-solid. Now, looking at his eyes, her heart was not so peaceful.
She got married as a substitute, but she never thought about sacrificing her own body.
What's more, she was no longer innocent five years ago. If he found out, she would probably cause unnecessary trouble.
The man lifted her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. His low and cold voice was a bit lazy: "The Gu family worked really hard for the 10 million dowry gift. Even if you are a widow, you still have to fight to get married?"
Gu Beisheng breathed heavily and looked directly into his eyes: "Mr. Fu, it's not good for you to curse yourself like this. You won't die, and I won't be a widow. Maybe, I can help you."
Fu Xizhou lifted a strand of her hair, and her overly handsome face was a bit cold.
"Oh? You know how to heal?" There was an indescribable abstinence in his bones, which was captivating, and there was a sense of danger in his final voice.