My Dear Mr. Gu

Chapter 20: The Commander Is Currently Furious

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Gu Haoting left in a rage. The hotel manager had never seen Gu Haoting before, so although he was trembling, he approached the terrifying man. He asked, “Excuse me, sir. Since you’ve thrown out all of our customers, are you going to settle their tabs?”

Gu Haoting glared ominously at the hotel manager.

Mistakenly thinking that Gu Haoting might refuse to take responsibility, the hotel manager stretched his vocal cords and squeaked loudly, “Are you going to try to avoid taking responsibility? I’m acquainted with the Bureau Chief at the police headquarters, and if you do that, I will go to the prosecutor’s office to sue you.”

Gu Haoting snorted coldly and raised a single graceful hand.

The lieutenant stepped forward with his head lowered, awaiting his leader’s command.

“Compensate the hotel’s losses by ten times. On top of that, this hotel has allowed its guests to check in with identity cards that don’t even belong to them. Collect the necessary evidence, and make sure this place is shut down by tomorrow,” Gu Haoting commanded sternly before walking right out through the door.

The hotel manager blanched. When he realized that Gu Haoting wasn’t joking, he tried to chase after him so he could plead for mercy.

The lieutenant blocked the hotel manager’s path. He warned the man, “Do you know who my Commander is? You will live or die as he says. Your hotel harbored a fugitive wanted by my unit—consider the closure of your hotel as an easy way out. Unless you want to end up in jail, stop your nonsense. The Commander is furious right now.”

Huo Weiwu had been following behind Lieutenant Shang with her purse all this while. She had witnessed everything.

Gu Haoting was ruthless, decisive, cold, and in a matter of minutes, he had destroyed someone’s livelihood.

She had a feeling that she was doomed for sure.

…

Half an hour later, Huo Weiwu stood outside the presidential suite of the Histon Hotel.

Lieutenant Shang pressed the doorbell.

The door opened.

Gu Haoting stood at the door. He had just emerged from a shower, and his hair was still damp. Drops of water fell onto his shoulders and trailed along his contours, eventually getting soaked up by his bath towel.

The bath towel was slung low across his abdomen.

She could see each ripple of his eight-pack abs and his sexy abdominal V-line. He brimmed with the charm of a mature man, and at the same time, he gave off an undeniable sense of danger.

Gu Haoting spun around and filled a glass with red wine.

Huo Weiwu entered the room.

Lieutenant Shang shut the door respectfully behind her.

There was a click as the door closed.

Huo Weiwu’s back had grown rigid.

Gu Haoting leaned against the bar counter with his wine glass and inspected her with a deep gaze. He said tonelessly, “You know what you should do.”

Huo Weiwu hesitated for all of three seconds before she quickly removed her dress and threw it onto the couch.

Gu Haoting looked her up and down. There was no hint of any passion in his eyes as his gaze trailed to her chest. He pointed out critically, “They’re quite small.”

Huo Weiwu snorted. She swept her hair back and retorted coldly, “In that case, perhaps you’d be interested in a cow? The breasts are quite huge, and you’d even have four nipples to choose between! And with all that milk, your mother could rest assured that you’d grow up big and strong!”

“Huo Weiwu, I should really gag you,” replied Gu Haoting flatly.

“If I can’t scream, people who don’t know what happened might think that it’s because you’re incapable of pleasuring me, Commander Gu. I think you should think twice about that, but what do you think?” said Huo Weiwu with a chuckle.

“I’ll let you know if I’m capable of pleasuring you in a short while. Go and take a bath,” Gu Haoting commanded.

There was no way Huo Weiwu could escape. After all, she was set to marry him.

She hardened her determination and walked into the bathroom. She had just removed her bra when Gu Haoting came in.

His emotionless gaze was fixed unwaveringly on her.

Huo Weiwu instinctively covered her chest with her hands.

In a split second, he was standing in front of her with his arm wrapped around her waist. He pulled her into his embrace and leaned down, kissing her forcefully.

Their skin met.

His skin was so hot that she wondered if he was about to start steaming, and the warmth made her skin grow heated as well.

She trembled in nervousness. She really wanted to run away from this.

However, his arms were too strong, and there was no way she could escape.