Dominant Marriage: The CEO's Overbearing Love
Chapter 87: I can only tolerate you for half an hour!

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: I can only tolerate you for half an hour!

"Are you Gu Qimiao?" A girl who was probably around 1.7 meters tall looked down at Gu Qimiao.

Gu Qimiao glanced at the seven or eight girls and showed no fear: "What do you want?"

"What do we want? Good question." The tall girl swept her teeth with her tongue, exuding a strong gangster vibe, then reached for the phone from the girl behind her and played a video...

The video showed the scene from a few days ago when Xu Shaolun confessed to her...

Gu Qimiao’s gaze was still on the video when a loud slap landed on her face.

It didn’t hurt, but her ears were ringing, and the girl’s voice seemed to come from near and far alternately: "You think you’re so great? Xu Shaolun spent so much effort on you and you dare to play him?!"

The girl lifted her hand to slap again, but Gu Qimiao grabbed her hand, slapped back, and the girl grinned and stared at her. The other girls immediately rushed up and pinned Gu Qimiao’s hands...

Fists and feet rained down on her head, face, and body...

She wasn’t in pain, but when she saw a drop of red fall onto the white floor, she abruptly froze...

He said no bleeding!

She lifted her foot and kicked the tall girl hard in the groin. The two girls holding her arms loosened up, planning to check on the tall girl. Gu Qimiao took the chance to break free, feeling liquid flowing from her nose again. She wiped it with the back of her hand, and it was stained red...

"Sister Wei, someone’s coming!"

Hearing this, the tall girl glared at Gu Qimiao viciously, clamped her legs, and twisted her face: "Let’s go!"

In no time, the girls disappeared into the bathroom, and then two other girls walked in, chatting and laughing. Gu Qimiao stood by the sink with her back to them. They didn’t notice anything unusual and continued laughing before going into the stalls.

She turned on the faucet, washing the blood off her hands, but the more she washed, the more it flowed.

Gu Qimiao started to panic; the blood mixed with water ran down her elbows and stained her clothes, creating a mess.

The two girls who had used the toilets walked over and immediately exclaimed when they saw her: "Oh! You’re having a nosebleed! Tilt your head back quickly! Here’s a tissue, wipe it."

"...Thanks."

With the help of the two girls, the bleeding finally stopped.

As soon as she left the bathroom, Fang Shaobei called her. Gu Qimiao looked at herself; her white cotton jacket was covered in red stains. She couldn’t just say it was paint, so she lied: "Mr. Fang, I have an urgent matter and have already left. You go back on your own."

"Alright, take care then."

Waiting at the school side gate, she prepared to go directly home and needed to change her clothes first.

"Ding—Ding—" Her phone rang from her pocket; it was Gu Moming calling.

"Come to my shop for a bit."

"What’s up?"

"What’s up? My shop’s open and you haven’t even come to take a look?"

Gu Qimiao thought about it; she had indeed neglected him recently.

"Hurry up and call me when you get to the small square."

"Okay."

"I can wait half an hour at most! If you’re not here by then, see how I’ll deal with you!" Then he hung up.

Gu Qimiao looked up just as a taxi approached. She raised her hand and hailed it immediately.

"Miss, where to?"

Gu Qimiao looked at her clothes and, after hesitating for a moment, still said: "To the small square."

She took off her coat and held it in her arms. This way, he wouldn’t notice anything unusual, right?