Chapter 677

Editor in chief Gu nodded happily. At this time, Mr. Jiang took out the bank card from his pocket.

"Well, you'd better keep it for yourself. You decide who you want to give it to or keep it."

Old Gu editor in chief gradually blurred eyes slowly closed, he took the bank card into his pocket.

"Dad

A call makes the old editor in chief Gu who is about to sleep suddenly come back to his senses. He looks at Gu Yuwei with tears in his eyes.

Gu Yuwei nodded to Mr. Jiang and went to the old editor in chief Gu, looking like a good girl.

"Dad, you'll be OK. It's OK. Don't be afraid..."

Seeing Gu Yuwei so sad, Mr. Jiang sighed and comforted: "don't worry, I promised your father, and I will prepare a dowry for you when you get married, so that you can get married."

Gu Yuwei's eyes suddenly lit up and looked at old Gu editor in chief and Mr. Jiang.

The old editor in chief Gu wanted to touch Gu Yuwei's face, but when he mentioned it, he fell down heavily.

"Old gu!" Mr. Jiang shouts out, grabs his unconscious hand, and his eyes turn red.

"Dad Gu Yuwei looks at Mr. Jiang and starts to cry.

"Dad Sobbing Don't leave me I'm wrong. I shouldn't have been like this before... "

Looking at this scene, Mr. Jiang had many thoughts in his mind. He got up and went to the balcony alone.

The wind in the afternoon was so stuffy that Mr. Jiang sucked his nose and his old eyes whirled.

At this time, Gu Yuwei looks at Mr. Jiang all the time, confirms that he is outside, pretends to cry, and starts looking for the bank card.

The bedside table and under the pillow have been turned all over, but there is no one. Gu Yuwei is in a hurry, and every move is worried, for fear that Mr. Jiang will come in and see her scene.

Then she's just pretending.

Finally, her eyes fixed in the pocket of Lao Gu's clothes, and she felt it!

She was overjoyed, but Mr. Jiang's heavy arm pressed her. She broke it with great effort, but she got the bank card.

When Mr. Jiang came back after breathing, Gu Yuwei was lying in front of the hospital bed. She was too weak to take care of herself.

"I'll help you with your father's funeral. You don't have to worry too much. Go back and get ready first."

"Thank you, Uncle It's just

"Just what?"

She bowed her head and looked pitiful with a gesture of wanting to speak but not daring to speak.

As long as you don't know, I'm afraid you have to be cheated by her.

"I I owe a lot of foreign debt... "

"What?"

"I, I don't mean to borrow your money. The amount of money is not small, and I don't want you to take the risk. It's just that I'm being chased every day, and those people are fierce, sometimes with guys..."

Then Gu Yuwei began to cry again.

"You, don't cry. I'll lend you the money."

Gu Yuwei lowers her head. Mr. Jiang can't see her cunning smile.

"No, you don't know, they are usurious and unreasonable. They have to pay back dozens of times and hundreds of times. What's worse, I have paid back the principal and interest, but they are still chasing for the interest every day. It's obvious that they are pitching me."

Mr. Jiang slightly surprised, but also helpless: "you are really confused, how can you borrow usury."

Before the words fell, Gu Yuwei's cry rang again. It was a desolation.

"Don't cry, don't cry. How can I help you?"

When Mr. Jiang said this, Gu Yuwei began to sob, "can I stay at your house for a while..."

Thinking of Wen Shishi and his children at home, Mr. Jiang naturally felt that it was not right.

"But They will find my hotel information, and I'm really afraid of being alone. They will catch up at any time... "

Then she began to cry again.

Therefore, it's not unreasonable for a coquettish woman to have the best life. Men can't hear a woman's cry, no matter how old she is.

Moreover, Mr. Jiang thought of the old Gu chief editor's dying instructions, and could only answer them.

"OK, then you can take me to your house to pack up some things and come over."

Gu Yuwei raised her head, not a bit melancholy, as if it was not her father lying here.

"Really! Thank you so much

Mr. Jiang was immersed in the grief of his old friend's death, and he had no energy to observe this or that, so the matter was settled.

The yard is chirping, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Mr. sniper's family is basking in the sunshine on the balcony.

Baby in Mrs. Jiang's arms from time to time issued a tender smile, Mrs. Jiang is looking at the side of chongsun happy.

"Where's mom? Mother is here

Wen Shishi covers her face with her hands, and then spreads it away. Every time she sees Wen Shishi, her baby will smile and move her hands in confusion.Mrs. Jiang and Mr. sniper are laughing.

"You've been in or not for ten minutes. Why isn't it tired?"

Mr. sniper is depressed. This little thing has occupied his wife for ten minutes, and he doesn't stop for a moment. He is distressed.

"I'm not tired of it. Don't you see that the baby is still laughing?" Wen Shishi repeated the action over and over again. "Right, baby, mother is gone again!"

Baby's laughter is tender and warm. Every time Wen Shishi covers his face, the baby dances and seems to want to find Wen Shishi.

"If you feel sorry for your wife and are tired, you can do it yourself!" Mrs. Jiang's utterance made Wen's poems a little shy.

"Well, look at me." Mr. sniper doesn't deny it either. He directly presses Wen Shishi on one side of the chair and starts to stare at the baby.

"Poof, how can you stare at the baby like that? Be careful to make the baby cry!"

Mrs. Jiang covers her child's eyes and teases Mr. sniper.

Mr. sniper looks innocent and looks at Wen Shishi: "am I fierce?"

Wen Shishi choked a smile, nodded, "the baby did not cry, very strong, you'd better work, you are not suitable to coax the child!"

They all said that he was fierce, but Mr. sniper was not happy. He was extremely gentle to the baby, which was a little worse than Wen Shishi!

What happened?

He didn't agree and insisted on doing it again.

This time, Mr. sniper didn't choose big eyes to stare small eyes, but called a baby: "Hey, hey, hey..." He began to laugh.

This is not a good smile, a smile, baby suddenly cry.

Wen Shishi could not laugh or cry, "poof, what are you doing?"

Mr. sniper said he was helpless. He had never been so aggrieved.

When he grows up, he must teach him a lesson.

"Baby doesn't cry, doesn't cry..."

Mrs. Jiang and Wen Shishi coax each other in turn before they make the baby laugh. Mr. sniper seems to pay for the call, and immediately feels that his status is slipping.

"The master is back!"

Wu Ma ran to the door to meet Mr. Jiang. Her smile became stiff.

"Well, how..."