Seven Summer Leaves

 Su Wan married the man she had loved for ten years with a heart full of joy.
 On their wedding night, however, he said to her, "Su Wan, you've been given the status of Mrs. Xu. All you need to do is fulfill your duties. The only things you can get from me are power and money, nothing else."
 Su Wan, holding a sincere heart as if it were red-hot coal, wanted to tell him that she had secretly loved him for many years. But before she could give away her true feelings, they were thrown to the ground and shattered.
 Everyone thought that Su Wan must be very happy to marry A city's most noble man, Gu Nanzhou. Even Su Wan herself thought so.
 But that was just what she thought.
 Until one day, Su Wan realized that no matter what she did, she could not warm Gu Nanzhou's indifferent heart, and she no longer hoped to gain his love.
 She chose to leave, to set each other free, leaving only a divorce agreement behind.
 Everyone knew that Gu Nanzhou had no feelings for Su Wan and that marrying her was merely a reluctant decision. On the day of their divorce, his friends celebrated for him.
 In the lively atmosphere of the private room, the cold yet noble man didn't utter a word. With his legs crossed and fingertips glowing with a scarlet light, his expression was obscured by the swirling smoke, his mood impenetrable to others.
 And nobody knew that after Su Wan left, there were countless sleepless nights when Gu Nanzhou sat in her room, his fingers holding the divorce agreement turning white with tension.
 Later, at a banquet, Gu Nanzhou cornered Su Wan in a dimly lit corner.
 The man's eyes were slightly red, his voice low and hoarse, his usually indifferent and serene face now showing an unprecedented disarray, almost begging the person in his arms. "Wanwan, please don't divorce me, okay?"

Mr. CEO, You're Out!

Su Wan's corner of the mouth had a tiny cut from a bite, and Gu Nanzhou lightly touched it on the red mark, his gaze growing ever darker. He suppressed the blazing color welling up from the bottom of his eyes, his voice very low.


Gu Nanzhou's fingertips were a bit cool, and his voice was pleasant. Perhaps because he had been drinking, his voice was gentler than usual, now husky and full of magnetic appeal, carrying a lingering lust, so pleasing it made one's ears go soft.


In an instant, Su Wan thought of those heart-fluttering moments again, her ears burning, she shook off Gu Nanzhou's hand and raised hers to push him.


Gu Nanzhou didn't dare to get too close to her, embracing the young girl with light force, so he was pushed away unguardedly, and Su Wan slid down to the ground against the wall.


Squatting on the ground, Su Wan hugged her knees and buried her face into her arms, crying intermittently, "Don't, don't touch me."


Chapter 72 Compulsion