Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me-Chapter 17 - Can You Be Any Ruder!

Chapter 17: Chapter 17 Can You Be Any Ruder!

Perhaps he did this to debunk the rumors on his own, so no one would suspect his engagement was only in name and that he still needed other women?

After all, expecting Gu Annan to come out and explain that he actually wasn’t gay was simply impossible.

As Lu Wanwan looked at the rows of cabinets inside the closet, she couldn’t help but inwardly ridicule that a straight man would need so many clothes—it was truly incomprehensible.

“Gu Annan, what do you want to wear?”

Without any direction, she didn’t dare to rummage around, fearing that an accidental glimpse of something unspeakable would stoke the flames of his existing anger.

Gu Annan, the name that had disappeared from her life for years still rang clear in her mind; this person was definitely quick to anger, haughtily aloof, with an untouchable pride.

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“It’s ten o’clock at night, you tell me what to wear?”

Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes at the voice from outside the room and casually opened a wardrobe.

If that was the case, she wouldn’t hold back.

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Lu Wanwan didn’t find any embarrassing skeletons in his closet; everything was neat and orderly, more appealing than in a high-end store.

Inside were mostly suits and dress shirts for formal events, with a portion dedicated to casual wear, primarily in a palette of black, white, and grey.

She opened one after another, surveying and critiquing as she went.

Years had passed, and his taste remained exactly the same.

In the bedroom, Gu Annan had finished a glass of ice water, calming some of the uncontrollable urge he had just felt.

Lifting his gaze toward the direction of the dressing room, his brow furrowed.

So much time had passed, what in the world was she doing in there?

He set down the glass, his footsteps mute on the carpet.

Upon entering the dressing room, he saw Lu Wanwan, who had opened almost all his wardrobes, inspecting them one by one.

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Ironically, his pajamas were in the one closet that remained unopened.

Gu Annan glanced at the woman rummaging through his clothes with her fingers and walked over to the wardrobe that contained his sleepwear, pulling it open.

Upon hearing the noise, Lu Wanwan turned around to see the closet full of pajamas that Gu Annan had opened.

The disdainful look he gave her was reminiscent of the way he looked at her math test paper, many years ago.

“Well, it’s my first time in here,” Lu Wanwan said, scratching her head, searching for an excuse. “I didn’t know where you kept your clothes. It’s not strange, right? But look, I’ve familiarized myself with everything now, so I’ll be quick at finding anything in the future.”

Gu Annan’s eyebrows raised slightly—did this mean she intended to pick out his clothes every day?

“Cough,” Lu Wanwan felt uncomfortable under his gaze and quickly stepped forward, pulling out a silk robe at random from the wardrobe.

How he embodied the spoiled master, standing right there by the closet yet unwilling to lift a hand, expecting her to hand everything to him.

She resigned herself, holding the dark robe in both hands.

Gu Annan watched with downcast eyes, observing Lu Wanwan as she adopted an obedient wife’s demeanor.

Lu Wanwan, seeing him not reaching for it, assumed he was waiting for her to help him put it on.

So, swallowing her pride, she spread the robe out, extending her trembling arms towards him.

Serving a man’s every beck and call was a first for her.

Endure!

She hadn’t been paid yet. Being merely compliant wasn’t enough; she had to be proactive.

When her fingers brushed against his arm, she retracted them as if electrocuted.

She felt the muscles in that arm tense in response.

Thinking that Gu Annan was annoyed by her reluctance, she instinctively reached out and grabbed his arm.

She lifted his arm and deftly slid one sleeve on.

“Lu Wanwan, can you be any rougher!!”