He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

The door, with a ‘click’, was suddenly pushed open from the outside. That voice suddenly pulled her thoughts back.

He turned around suspiciously, saw the incoming person, was astonished for a moment, put down the hair dryer, and stood up.

The visitor turned out to be the older man who was just talking to the two brothers in the Yu family.

The five senses of the Yu family are very similar to him, and Jing Yu expected this to be their father. But, at this moment, is it a coincidence or a deliberate presence?

She has never dealt with strangers, so she just nodded politely and didn't take the initiative to speak. She originally thought that the other party was just passing here and would leave immediately, but in the next instant, the other party came slowly.

The sharp eyes of the middle-aged man kept sweeping her body unceremoniously, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"Your surname Jing?" His voice was as cold as his attitude, with the arrogance that was inherent to the superior.

Jing Yu wondered how he knew his surname, but didn't ask much, just nodded and answered with a "um".

"Jing Chaochen's daughter?"

"You know my father?"

Yu Chengshan snorted coldly, with his hands behind his back, "Jing Chaochen and your fiance's father have committed heinous crimes. Everyone is punishable. How would I know such an unbearable person?"

Jing Yu stood leaning on the dressing table. Hearing this, his chest hurt slightly. The expression became much colder, "Since you and my father are not old friends, I have nothing to say if I want to come to Mr. Yu and I."

"I really have a few words to make clear with you!" The man's eyes became colder.

As soon as Jing Yu heard it, he knew that the other party was bad. There was a cool light in the bottom of her eyes, but her tone was always quiet, "Listen with good ears."

"I don't care what you used to be with my son, or what my son thinks of you, but you have to figure it out—" At this point, Yu Chengshan paused for a moment, and looked at her lightly, "Don't say Your father is now a felony, and no one can get away from being investigated. My son will not take such a risk. Even if your Jing family is clean, he is just idle and boring to play with you. So , I hope you respect yourself and don’t commit yourself to being a toy for others to have fun."

"Mr. Yu is not old acquaintance with my father, and has nothing to do with me, why bother about me?" Jing Yu's hand on the makeup table tightened, and his five fingers pinched into the table. Under the stern eyes of the other party, she was stubbornly greeted by a layer of water-light star pupils, unwilling to shrink half an inch, "Mr. Yu wants to teach me, I am afraid that I must first have a sufficient stand, otherwise the words will be too much. Guo Yixiao is generous."

Yu Chengshan's expression became cold, and his stern eyes burst into anger, "It turned out to be an ignorant, mean and rude woman. My words are also here-if you insist on violating yourself and offering others fun, you will be caught You can't blame anyone for abandoning him."

After Yu Chengshan finished speaking, he walked away with a gloomy face.

The door was slammed.

Jing Yu remained frozen in place for a long time, without moving. The long curly eyelashes were fanned down, and a layer of water gradually floated under the eyes.

The fingers moved slightly, and after shaking, they gradually relaxed. She sat down again holding the table, looked at herself in the mirror, took a breath, and covered the water again.

She picked up the hairdryer again, blowing her hair. The heating has been scraped from the skin, and the feeling of coldness in my heart has not been relieved at all.

She wants to leave here soon, but she doesn't know when the people who took her clothes will come back. As I was thinking about it, there was another noise outside the door. She thought it was the person who sent the clothes back, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

After the visitor made her astonished this time, she darkened her eyes.

The hand holding the hair dryer tightened, and then turned back, as if he had never seen anyone.

Yu Zeyao could see that her attitude was cold, and this coldness was even colder than when she met her outside. As if they were really just two complete strangers!

She really did what she said!

There was a fire from the bottom of his heart for no reason, and he walked over, stretched out his hand to **** the hair dryer in her hand, and threw it aside. The force is not small, and the sound of'bang--' on the table is particularly harsh in the quiet space.

Jing Yu raised his head and glared at him, stubbornness in the flashing star eyes, if there is no seeming water. This man shouldn't provoke her again!

"What are you staring at, angry?" Yu Zeyao bent over, pinched her jaw, that Zhang Junyan was no longer the always unhappy look before, because of her indifference, because of her previously completely indifferent attitude towards Mo Huan's existence, and There was a slight crack, "Jing Yu, do you really think we can still be strangers?"

"Let go." Jing Yu's bloodless lips moved, and he only uttered two words.

Yu Zeyao was provoked by her, his eyes sank, and he pulled her from the chair. The big palm held her head strongly, and he was about to kiss her. Jing Yu's eyelashes trembled. Looking at the handsome face in front of him getting closer and closer to him, his mind was slightly shaken, his mind was full of his father's contempt for him, uncontrollable, and he slapped his face with a slap in the face.

The crisp sound echoed in the room, making Yu Zeyao startled for a moment. In the next moment, he stared at him deeply, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Jing Yu himself was stunned for a moment, and Yang's hands trembled in the air, and it was a long time before he remembered to take it back.

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became frighteningly cold.

She slowly recovered, and stepped back an inch, but Yu Zeyao approached an inch. She lowered her eyes and said, "Don't come here again..."

There was a hint of weakness in the voice.

"I said, please respect yourself. I'm not your plaything. If you continue to do this... it's sexual harassment." Jing Yu paused for a moment, and said the last few words strongly and forcefully.

"Sexual harassment?" Yu Zeyao chewed the three words playfully, ignoring her resistance, supporting her buttocks with a big palm, and pressing her towards herself, his eyes as cold as a knife, "Do you know what a ** is? ****?"

Jing Yu took a deep breath and pressed his shoulders with both hands, "Yu Zeyao, you are enough!"

Yu Zeyao looked into her eyes coldly, "I haven't got you, I haven't slept with you, how can you say it will be enough?"

Jing Yu was so angry that he wanted to slap him again, "You don't lack women at all."

That Miss Mo is the best proof.

"I really don't lack women, but I lack you." Yu Zeyao gritted her teeth, annoyed by her attitude towards him. In this wishful thinking, he is the only one who is angry, he is losing control, and he is trying his best.

Jing Yu bit his lip, then spoke again, like needles, "But I'm not interested in you."

After a slight pause, he added another sentence: "Not even a little bit of interest."

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