Chapter 184

Gu luanqing sneered, "Hello, is this the tone that a young lady should have? Isn't that the same as us lower class people? "

Since Song Wen always looks down on her as a declining aristocrat, she will let Song Wen know that they are all the same.

After being ridiculed like this, Song Wen finally realized her gaffe. In a hurry, she arranged her posture and covered half of her face. "Don't talk nonsense. You just need to tell me how much you want."

"Will you please me as much as I say?" Gu luanqing asked her, with interesting eyes staring at her, the corners of his mouth also hung a smile of unknown meaning.

Song Wen just glanced at it, and she was frightened by the threatening look in her eyes.

"You'd better not give me an inch. It's just a bereaved dog. You don't even have a chance to talk to me if you don't speak to Chao Jue."

Gu luanqing has to doubt what age it is now. Is she going through it? There are still some people who still believe that people are superior and inferior.

It's ridiculous.

Gu luanqing took up the half of the juice and finished it in one breath. Then he took out a paper towel and slowly wiped his mouth. His speech was as slow as his action. "Now that you know, where is the courage to say these words to me, do you think I will give up to Chaojue and choose to listen to you?"

Don't be silly.

Not to mention whether she's with Xiang Chaojue for his money or not, let's say that with his tens of billions of president, what else does she want to give out.

Song Wen is obviously aware of this point, and her voice is obviously insufficient.

Even so, she refused to give up and insisted on Gu Luan's report.

To put it bluntly, Song Wen still had a fluke in her mind.

However, Gu luanqing would not give her a chance to survive. He replied to her straightforwardly, "I'm sorry, I won't change any money. Even if you tell me Xiang Chaojue is bankrupt and destitute, I will never leave him. Just be aware."

Song Wen can't imagine how much humiliation she suffered for Xiang Chaojue at Xiang's home. She has made such a great sacrifice. If she gives up at this point, it's not worth it.

Thinking of the memory of being imprisoned in the utility room by the servant sent to de Feng that day, Gu luanqing's stomach still has a spasmodic reaction.

She would never do it again.

The words have already come to this point. No matter how unwilling Song Wen is, she has to admit that she can't beat Gu luanqing. That woman is more determined than most people. She is a stubborn stone.

Song Wen hugged her arms and stood up with a haughty attitude. She looked down at Gu luanqing with a sneer. "Since you have said that, I can't blame you. We'll see."

"It's up to you, but I want to remind you that if you still come here to disturb my work --"

"What's the matter? Do you want to call the police? " Song Wen turned her eyes and gave her a squint.

Gu luanqing showed a harmless smile, which was her signature smile when she resisted the unreasonable arrangement of her superiors in her college days.

This means that Song Wen is also drawn into the blacklist of friendly treatment by her.

"No, I will kill you, and then tell Xiang Chaojue that you committed suicide and framed me. Who do you think he will believe?" Gu luanqing said, in that constant smile, her expression is cruel and cold, chilling.

Damn, one day this woman will be destroyed in her hands.

Song Wen gnashes her teeth, but she can't do anything. She can only keep her high attitude and leave the apartment.

I don't know whether it's a coincidence or an accident. When Song Wen goes downstairs, she just meets Yu Shuhan who is going upstairs to find Gu luanqing.

Song Wen doesn't know Yu Shuhan, but Yu Shuhan knows her.

Without saying a word, Yu Shuhan pulls the person back into the elevator, grabs her collar and pushes it to the bottom of the elevator.

Song Wen's back hit as like as two peas. She cried out, and then remembered what character she was in the cold. "You guys are friends, and you fight the same way."

There is no girl's consciousness at all. The move is just like a man.

Specifically speaking, Yu Shuhan imitated Gu luanqing first, but now Gu luanqing has retreated.

Yu Shuhan sneered and said, "what are you doing here? Don't say that it's none of my business. Now I seriously doubt what you've done to my luanqing."

As Gu luanqing's loyal fan sister, her intuition is more sensitive and accurate than anyone else.

Song Wen clenched her teeth and swallowed what she was about to say. "Don't worry. I didn't do anything to Gu luanqing. On the contrary, Gu luanqing wasn't very kind to me. She said that she wanted to kill me."

In this case, if it's recorded and handed over to the police, it can cause a threat.

Yu Shuhan released Song Wen, and her smile became cheerful. "That's great. If she needs help, I'll help."

"It's not known who will die first." Song Wen arranges the collar that has been caught disorderly, presses to open the elevator door, strides out, the figure is not reconciled with resentment.

Yu Shuhan rushed to Gu luanqing's home by elevator. He was relieved to make sure she was all right.

"If Song Wen dares to do anything to you, I will never forgive her."

Gu luanqing rubbed her cheek and laughed, "you don't have to worry about what she can do."

However, Gu luanqing can't deny that she also feels anxious now. There's no reason, but it's hard to ignore.

No one can guarantee what will happen in the future.

……

Xiang defensively walked around his home. Except for the servants, he seldom saw Xiang Defeng walking around except his study and room.

Recently, Xiang's health is getting worse and worse, and his temper is getting worse and worse. The servants dare not talk to him easily, except the housekeeper.

When it was time to take medicine on time, the housekeeper took the tray with warm water and pills from the servant. Before going upstairs, he told the servant, "yesterday's food tastes too heavy. Remember to remind the cook to put less oil and salt today, or change the cook."

"Yes, I'm sorry to have bothered you."

The housekeeper turned, straightened his back and went upstairs steadily.

He knocked on the door, "sir."

"Come in."

As soon as the housekeeper entered the study, he asked de Feng, "where are the photos I asked you to take last time?"

It's just to humiliate Gu luanqing and take a picture of her in a mess in the utility room.

The housekeeper dropped his eyes and put down the tray. He looked up and said, "I'm sorry I lost the original film."

"What?" Xiang Defeng is undoubtedly very angry.

Although this will not cause any economic losses to Xiang family, Xiang Defeng also has less chips to break up Gu luanqing and Xiang Chaojue.

After all, the housekeeper was very old and didn't blame him much. He just asked, "didn't you show it from the camera?"

"I'm really sorry. I was too busy that day. I lost it before I could get it out. I think it should be for the guests who came to the banquet that day." The housekeeper bowed his head and apologized.

This kind of thing is not impossible. After all, some rich people have the quirk of taking advantage even though they are rich.

Xiang Defeng's breath began to increase. The housekeeper helped him to sit down on the sofa and handed him water.

Xiang Dufeng sighed heavily, "it seems that I have to use some means to pull Xiang Chaojue back from that woman's hand."

"Sir, I --" the housekeeper just wanted to persuade him, but he was stopped by Xiang de Feng. "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You don't have to say anything. I'll forgive you this time."

The implication is that he actually knows that the housekeeper is deliberately concealing.

When the housekeeper was shocked, he could only comply with his will, "I understand. I'm really sorry."

"That's enough. You go out."

"Yes."

Coming out of the study, the housekeeper is still thinking about the banquet. Seeing Gu luanqing's embarrassed appearance, he even thinks that the child is really pitiful.

As a husband, Xiang Chaojue knew nothing about it.

This is not going to work

……

After three drinks, he stood up and said goodbye to Zhong Jingmo.

"Well, are you going back so soon? I've sacrificed my morning sleep to accompany you. Now, you have to accompany me, too. " Zhong Jingmo held him, some dissatisfied.

This guy is still so self, from before to now.

He turned to Chao Jue and said, "why do I have to accompany you?"

"There's a private party today. It's said that there are so many beautiful women. I wanted to go alone, but they said they would take you with them." Zhong Jingmo explained the reason, he is also very helpless, clearly his appearance is not bad, but the result is always ignored.

Is it because abstinence is popular now?

He glanced at Chao Jue, "I refuse."

"I knew you would say that." In fact, Zhong Jingmo did not hold too much hope.

Considering that he has helped him a lot these days, Xiang Chaojue rarely considers things for Zhong Jingmo. He puts forward a suggestion, "but I can help you contact the party's organizer and let them go."

Zhong Jingmo boiling, "really?! That's great. "

Xiang Chaojue didn't say a word, fulfilled his promise, called the organizer and solved the matter easily.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. Ten minutes had passed since he wanted to go back.

"I'm going."

As a result, before he reached the door, Xiang Chaojue turned back, because Gu luanqing sent him a text message to tell him not to come back so soon, and the house had not been cleaned.

I want to know that it must be Yu Shuhan who encourages Gu luanqing to say so.

Xiang Chaojue is unwilling, but it's Gu luanqing's instruction after all. He can only stay in the bar for a while.

In the meantime, a strange number sent him a picture.

In the picture, the dim light in the messy sundry room makes the picture gray, while Gu luanqing kneels on the ground, surrounded by disgusting vomit. Her hair is scattered in a mess, her eyes are lax, and her mouth is still hanging silver.

It's a mess.

The visual impact of this photo undoubtedly made Xiang Chaojue stunned. He widened his eyes and even couldn't believe what he saw was true.

Looking at the photo, Gu luanqing was still wearing the black dress he wore when he was sweeping the tomb.