Chapter 190

From then on, she was taken by her aunt as a little servant, soaking in a pile of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

"Help me? It's too late for the Chu family to hide. I'm afraid the investigation department will also investigate them. " Uncle indignantly across the cable in voice shouts.

Is that so?

She always thought that Gu and Chu were very close, especially

When her family had an accident, did the Chu family really have to stand by?

Seeing that she was silent, her uncle sighed again at the other end, "Xiao AI, you've grown up now. You should understand the warmth and coldness of the world. You don't have to protect the Chu family."

men 's feelings are changeable.

If you make friends with rugu and Chu, will Chu family just sweep snow in front of the door in the end?

"I know, uncle." Gu Xiaoai light tunnel, dun dun Road, "the news or pressure bar."

She's just for Chu Shixiu.

Send this news, afraid of Chu Shixiu sad; Don't send this news, afraid Chu Shixiu be "tax evasion door" make a mess.

I'd better wait for her to think it over.

Find the best way to protect Chu Shixiu.

"Well, think about it again, and call uncle when you want to send it." Uncle also did not force, after talking about business and concerned about the tunnel, "Xiao AI, you should take good care of yourself outside, don't be too tired."

"Well, I see. So do you."

They chatted about some unimportant things and gave the second piece of news to his uncle, asking him to wait for her to think about it before telling him how to do it.

Then, Gu Xiaoai hung up his voice.

Delete the manuscript just written in the computer and smash it up. Staring at the scattered photos on the desk, she still hesitates. Does this news need to be sent?

Gu Xiaoai held Chu Shixiu's picture in his hands. For him, what is the most important thing? Love or career?

"Chu Shixiu, what do you care most about?"

Gu Xiaoai murmurs to the photo, but the handsome one in the photo won't answer her.

A pair of hands suddenly hugged her from behind, hot palms swam on her body, only belong to the man, hot breath on her cheek.

Gu Xiaoai was startled and the photo fell out of his hand.

Slender fingers across the thin clothes in front of her chest gently stroke... Lift ~ pull like grinding.

Gu Xiaoai resisted the desire to struggle. Looking back, he saw Li juefeng standing behind her and hugging her with the white chair back. His handsome face was not tight, and he seemed to be in a good mood.