Chapter 178

Xiang Chaojue stares at the housekeeper half pay, and then says coldly, "if it's not the best, if I catch it, I won't let you go."

"Well, if I say that the old man ordered me, do you want to punish me?" The housekeeper spoke coldly, and finally raised his head, which had been lowered. His face was kind and kind.

It's a pity to follow a master like Xiang Defeng.

He looked away from Chao Jue. He went back and said, "I won't let anyone hurt her."

"It's really touching love..." the housekeeper said something with a complicated look on his face.

Xiang Chaojue gives up looking upstairs. He goes downstairs and asks the servant if he has seen Gu luanqing.

His insight is particularly amazing at this time. When speaking, you can see the difference by the other person's Micro expression.

All the servants who didn't lie were ruled out one by one, and he never let go of any of them. Finally, his eyes fell on a servant who looked guilty.

"Do you know where Gu luanqing has gone?"

"... I don't know." The other side replied, not daring to look at his sight.

He gritted his teeth to Chao Jue and grabbed her collar. "Answer me honestly. I know you're lying."

He has never beaten a woman, but if anyone dares to hurt Gu luanqing, it doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman. When he meets a God, he kills a God. When he meets a Buddha, he kills a Buddha.

The servant trembled and had to look at him, his eyes full of fear, "I'm sorry... I really don't know!"

"Have you been instructed to do so?" He asked the Emperor himself.

The other shook his head. "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry."

Then he began to cry.

Xiang Chaojue knew that he couldn't find the answer from such a coward. He directly threw the man on the floor and looked back at the housekeeper standing at the kitchen door. His eyes were sharp. "Tell me, where is grandfather now?"

It's definitely a good thing to the old man. It's definitely a good thing!

The housekeeper leaned back slightly, still smiling, "Mr. Gu is chatting with the guests in the reception room now. Please don't disturb him, otherwise Miss Gu's consequences may be more serious."

"You threaten me." He glared at Chao Jue. His eyes were like a flame, but they were full of dark blue light.

The housekeeper was still smiling. His pale hair was combed to the back of his head. He said respectfully, "how dare I? I'm just thinking about Miss Gu. If you irritate the old man, Miss Gu's fate will be more sad than it is now."

He breathed to Chao Jue. He calmed down slowly.

"Do you want me to ignore luanqing?"

"You don't have to worry about her. She has nothing to do. When the party is over, she will come back to you naturally. The old man is just afraid that you will smash him for Miss Gu's sake. If you do that, will you push Miss Gu into deep trouble?"

What the housekeeper said was reasonable, and Xiang Chaojue finally wavered.

When he calmed down, his clenched fist also loosened. At this time, a doorbell came from the door, followed by the servant's hasty steps into the kitchen, "Miss Song is coming."

"Don't you open the door for her soon, do you need me to teach you this kind of thing?" The housekeeper turned back to reprimand the servant, then turned his head and showed a professional smile to Chaojue. He pointed out to Chaojue, "young master, please."

Xiang Chaojue felt disgusted that he had to accept guests in the brothel to make a living. The wealth and status wrapped outside him were just a fart at this time. In the end, he just wanted to be controlled by others.

Psychological hint affects his body. Xiang Chaojue begins to feel his stomach is turning over. It's not so much pain as the nausea from his abdomen that makes him feel worse.

However, even so, he took a step towards Chaojue.

In order to make her sweetheart fresh today, Song Wen also spent a lot of time dressing up, so she came so late.

Song Wen's dress is mainly black, but with exquisite carved gold-plated Cufflinks and lace design on the collar, her ears are decorated with black pearls, her long curled hair is fixed with a lake blue gem hairpin, and Liu Haipai sticks it to one side on her right cheek. With retro makeup, she can be said to be the biggest highlight of the show.

In order to meet this time, Song Wen did not sleep all night and began to make up.

Xiang Chaojue personally met her at the door, which made her very flattered. She looked down with a smile and said, "I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore."

If only she knew.

Xiang Chaojue endured the disgust in his heart and said to her, "it's cold outside. Close the door quickly."

Song Wen is not willing to do such trivial things by herself, but because it is his order, she takes the door without saying a word.

Song Wen took his arm and moved naturally, as if they had been together for a long time.

He pressed his thin lips to Chao Jue, still enduring.

"Chao Jue, look at me. Do I look good today?" Song Wen desperately wants him to turn his attention to himself.

To Dynasty Jue see all don't see one eye, perfunctory she, "pretty."

Even if he did so, Song Wen could bear it. She thought that Xiang Chaojue was such a character. He just answered according to his character, which was nothing.

She said to herself, "you don't know that this dress was made by people rushing all night. It's the only one in the world. I got it this morning. I almost thought I couldn't wear this dress to see you."

No matter how tough a woman is, she is always tender in front of her beloved man. Song Wen is no exception.

Xiang Chaojue is still so cold, "very good, very consistent with your temperament."

People around him all know that he is perfunctory, but Song Wen smiles.

They chatted as they walked, and then sat down behind the screen in the living room. The servant brought them snacks and tea, and reminded them, "let's wait a long time, and the dinner will begin soon."

Song Wen is unusually patient. She says directly, "no problem. Anyway, I'm not hungry."

She is not interested in those delicacies. It's important to stay with Xiang Chaojue.

The servant, who was also a wise man, quickly stepped down and left the space for the two of them.

It doesn't matter how they talked. The important thing is that Xiang Chaojue didn't get angry in the end.

For Gu luanqing's sake, he put up with it.

The housekeeper received the instruction from Xiang Defeng and immediately went to the waiting room to report, "young master is already receiving Miss Song, please rest assured."

"This kid is quite smart. How can I let that kind of woman come to our table to face home? It's like losing our face to face home." To de Feng cold hum a, has been the face of plate finally show relaxed God who.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the banquet, Xiang Chaojue suddenly changed his mind. He ran to Xiang Defeng and took the old man to the study to talk.

"Where is Gu luanqing now? Let her out. "

He couldn't help it after so long.

He smoked his old pipe to the old man, very calm. He just glanced at Chaojue, and the folds of his eyelids could not cover the sharp eyes in his eyes.

"The dinner will only last for two hours. Do you want to humiliate Xiang for a lifetime, or do you want that woman to stay for two hours?"

It's hard for Xiang Chaojue to make a choice, but he's still not reconciled, "the two don't conflict."

"The decision is not in your hands. For me, if she attends, she is insulting me. Now I ask you whether you want this Xiang family who can protect you all your life or a woman who is in trouble. You choose." Force him to make a choice.

Seeing Xiang Chaojue's embarrassment, Xiang Defeng said again, "but you can rest assured that she will not break her promise if I say she will be OK. No one will abuse her. It's up to you whether you want to take her or not after that. I won't stop her."

"But Luan Qing has claustrophobia." Xiang Chaojue hesitated because he was worried about this.

"It's only two hours. What can happen? Besides, I've turned on the lights for her. How afraid she can be."

This confrontation was meaningless to Xiang Chaojue. On the contrary, it destroyed his last will to find Gu luanqing. He began to change his mind and think about things.

As long as he gets through these two hours, he will go to Gu luanqing immediately.

Five minutes later, Xiang Chaojue came back downstairs from his study. Song Wen was waiting for him at the end of the stairs. Her brow was slightly wrinkled and she worried about him. "That's great. I thought what happened to you."

"Nothing. I just went to talk to my grandfather for a while." To Chao Jue light, his face is expressionless, let alone can see the anger, his eyes are completely empty, like a walking robot.

Song Wen took his arm, still worried about him, "he didn't say anything about you."

"No, you can rest assured."

Song Wen breathed a sigh of relief, she showed a relaxed smile, "that's great. Let's go into the restaurant and take a seat. Later, the old man will come downstairs to have dinner."

"Good."

The housekeeper bowed to the guests in gorgeous clothes and reached out to the restaurant at the end of the corridor, where the European style table had been set with exquisite head plate. The servants were standing on the left and right, and the chefs were nervously looking at the gorgeous plate, afraid that the color and fragrance would not meet the guests' requirements.

This kind of family dinner, only once a year, so more cautious.

Looking at such an exaggerated and grand display, Xiang Chaojue suddenly remembers the disdain on her face when she took Gu luanqing to a banquet similar to this one.

What she said is still fresh in people's memory. "Chinese style ostentation is no longer enough. Do these rich people pretend to be forced? All day long they have so many moths. As a result, they still regard the banquet as a place for business. That kind of thing can be done in a coffee shop."

"So it is." Xiang Chaojue blurted out the words in his heart.

Song Wen immediately looked at him, "what did you just say?"

"Nothing. You heard me wrong."

"Really? Don't lie to me

“……”

In order to do the so-called friendship of the landlords, Xiang Chaojue pulls Song Wen behind the guests instead of robbing them of the limelight. From time to time, he turns his head and looks at the upstairs. The corridor in the railing looks calm.

Where is Gu luanqing?

"Chao Jue, what are you looking at?" Song Wen interrupted his thoughts.

He returned to Chaojue, but his eyes were full of fear.

"Nothing. Let's get in."

"Good ~"