"He really likes me. You're just my double. " Gu Mingyue looked at her with a light smile. "I've been ill all these years and can't be with him, so he had to find a substitute to comfort himself."

Gu Shutong looked at Qin Yan in a panic, as if he was begging. Before he opened his mouth, he heard Qin Yan's voice: "yes, the person I like is her, and you are just her double."

Word by word, like a knife inserted into her heart.

At that moment, Gu Shutong felt the earth spinning.

She didn't even know how she got out of the villa.

I don't know when it began to rain outside.

She hugged herself and sat in a wooden chair. The whole person is like a puppet without soul. He looks at the water droplets gradually forming on the ground and has no God in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took before she slowly stood up and walked in the direction of home.

In the evening, Gu Shutong had a high fever all night.

But the next day, she still took the medicine and went to work. After being scolded by Nangong Xu, Nangong Xu looked at her anxiously, as if he was ill: "little beauty, I'm not bad tempered. How can you spoil yourself like this when you have a fever?"

"Spoil?" Gu Shutong murmured.

"Yes. No, I'll take you back. You sleep well at home today! "

Gu Shutong smiled bitterly and looked at Nangong Xu with an imperceptible despair in his eyes: "if I said, I sent it to the door yesterday to be ruined by others?"

"Who has no eyes dares to do this to you? Tell me, I promise I'll come and clean him up tomorrow. "

"No one else."

"What?"

"It's Qin Yan."

“……”

After a long silence, Nangong Xu seemed to be a fool and looked at her incredulously: "Shutong, true or false... How did he treat you?"

Her fingers were still in pain. At this moment, she suddenly felt as if she had been burned.

Gu Shutong's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Nangong Xu hurriedly sent up his mobile phone: "here, this is your mobile phone."

Gu Shutong didn't want to see the mobile phone, but Nangong Xu sent it. He had to open the mobile phone and saw a few words sent up. Or that strange phone number.

No, now it should be said to be Luo Qiaoqiao.

Luo Qiaoqiao: have you finished your task?

Gu Shutong: I can't go into the Qin group now.

Luo Qiaoqiao was surprised: why? You are Qin Yan's wife. They won't let you in.

How does she tell her that the relationship between Qin Yan and her has now reached this point.

After a moment of silence, Luo Qiaoqiao spoke again: if I really can't, I have another way. It seems that we can only ask the killer to solve Qin Yan for the time being.

They really want to use killers

Gu Shutong clenched his mobile phone and slowly replied: where are you going to solve Qin Yan?

Luo Qiaoqiao: it's not clear. What do you think is better?

This is a test question.

She weighed her vocabulary before typing slowly: it's hard to say. He also has bodyguards at home, which is impossible in the company. I think it's stupid to invite a killer. A man like him doesn't know how many times he is assassinated every year, but he still survives.

Luo Qiaoqiao: Well, you're right. But how do you know if you don't try? Those people before were because their methods were not cruel enough. This time, I will send someone to hit Qin Yan's car and let that person commit suicide directly at that time.

Gu Shutong couldn't help taking a breath.

This woman is too cruel.

I can even think of such a move.

Gu Shutong asked slowly: where are you going to start?

Luo Qiaoqiao: right next to his company. The terrain there is better. At that time, even if Qin Yan is not killed, he will not doubt us. What's more... I've investigated. Qin Yan will go to the company to meet customers tonight.

What a coincidence?

Gu Shutong felt his blood flowing backwards.

Looking at the text message on the mobile phone, Gu Shutong felt that he was not holding a mobile phone, but a hot potato.

Qin Yan is still ill. If he really wants to see his customers at night, it will be a disaster this time.

No matter how sad she was, she didn't want to see him hurt after all.

Thinking of this, Gu Shutong immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

Where are you going, Nanxu

"You don't care about me!" Gu Shutong said, suddenly thought of something, ran to Nangong Xu, looked at Nangong Xu anxiously, and said nervously, "Nangong Xu, can you help me find out the number of Chen Yanan, Qin Yan's assistant?"

"You want his phone number to ask your husband directly?" After Nangong Xu finished, he remembered their embarrassing situation, so he quickly changed his mouth and said, "I don't know, but I can ask someone to help you."

Gu Shutong nodded immediately.

Her fingers held together nervously, watching Nangong Xu take out her mobile phone, dial a phone, respectfully ask something to the voice on the other side of the phone, and finally wait for some time. The person on the other side of the phone seems to say something. Nangong Xu took a note.

After hanging up, Nangong Xu gave her the note.

"It's Chen Yanan's phone."

"Thank you!" She said sincerely, looking at the numbers above, as if she saw a straw.

Nangong Xu looked at her curiously: "I think you seem to have something urgent. What do you want to do with her?"

"If you say it, will you believe me?" Gu Shutong looked at him.

"Please. I don't believe who else can you trust? "

Nangong Xu's words had just finished. Gu Shutong opened his mouth and spit out word by word: "someone wants to assassinate Qin Yan."

He was silent.

"Assassinate... Qin Yan?" Nangong Xu looked at her incredulously.

"Yes."

"Who did you listen to?" Nangong Xu hurriedly asked her, "if someone really assassinates president Qin, the people of President Qin will be aware of it."

"But I don't know if they know. So I want to ask Chen Yanan. "

Gu Shutong took out his cell phone and dialed the phone. The regular phone ring rang. Gu Shutong's heart beat and looked nervously at the phone number in his hand.

But Gu Shutong did not receive it.

Although Chen Yanan is only an assistant, he is Qin Yan's assistant. He doesn't know how many things to do every day, so it's impossible to have time to answer a strange phone number.