The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me-Chapter 66 Ye Gushen simply took hold of her hands, "Stand still!

She turned around and continued walking.

However, such a handsome man should have good taste.

What on earth is she thinking!

Ye Gushen took her to a private kitchen for a meal. She wanted to go to the hospital, but after calling her grandpa, he didn’t let her go.

Helpless, she could only follow Ye Gushen back home.

Living door-to-door with Ye Gushen, could they really end up cohabitating and developing feelings over time?

She took a bath, changed into a nightgown, and knocked on Ye Gushen’s door.

"Uncle Ye, have you taken a bath?"

The door opened without any warning, and Ye Gushen looked down at her, "Want to invite me for a couple’s bath?"

"In your dreams!" She hammered his chest with her small fists in frustration, "I just wanted to ask, when will that marriage law be released?"

Ye Gushen grabbed her wrist and said calmly, "You’re so eager to marry me?"

"You...!" She hit him with both hands, "Bastard! I was just asking!"

She wanted to find an opportunity to cancel the engagement with Ye Gushen before the new marriage law came out, without hurting her grandpa.

"If you’re just asking, then ask, but what’s with all the hitting!" Ye Gushen simply held both her hands, "Stand still!"

"You’re telling me off again! I already said I’m not yours! I won’t accept your instructions!" She suddenly lifted her foot, not believing he could manage another hand!

Next moment, Tang Suiyu was in a tragedy!

Both her slender wrists were held by one of Ye Gushen’s large hands, and her calf was also grabbed by him, leaving her standing on one foot on the floor.

"Ah..." She shouted angrily, "Ye Gushen, you’re bullying me!" freewёbnoνel.com

"This isn’t bullying." He glanced down,

"Ye! Gu! Shen!"

The girl screamed!

Tang Suiyu felt her world spin as she was pushed into Ye Gushen’s room, her back against the wall, while the dangerous man approached, one side of her shoulder bared.

His clear voice sounded sexy and provocative in her ear, "This, is called bullying."

"No! Ye Gushen, how dare you treat me like this!" Her breathing was chaotic, her heart racing, as she pressed down hard on her skirt with her small hands, "Even if we were married, you can’t force me!

"Although I have intentions toward you, I haven’t reached the point of desperation."

Why did that sound so familiar?

This man was actually getting back at her for what she said in the hospital!

The girl stormed off in a huff, but only remembered the latter part about desperation, completely forgetting the initial intentions.

The next day, when she came downstairs, she saw Ye Gushen sitting leisurely at the dining table, dressed rarely laid-back in a black T-shirt and shorts, his long legs on display.

"Hmph!" She snorted lightly and turned her head away.

"What’s with the ’hmph’? Is this how you greet someone in the morning?" Ye Gushen put down the newspaper in his hand, "Do it over!"

She didn’t want to!

She sat down, took a sip of milk, and then said, "Uncle Ye, the pampering, loving, and caring you promised, you’re clearly doing the opposite. You scold me, curse at me, hit me, bully me! Domestic violence! You better watch out! I’m preparing to collect evidence and bring you down for good! You won’t have a chance to escape!"