Chapter 37

As soon as she entered the door, her mother Yu Fen's words floated over: "Sheng Tian, don't worry. Huanhuan is expected to arrive soon... "

Yu Fen's voice has not yet fallen. In a twinkling of an eye, he says to Gu Huan, who has just entered the room, "ah, Huan Huan, you can come back."

Gu Huan gently answered a, Mou son aimed at the man on the sofa one eye, eyebrow don't feel tight Cu, called a, "Dad, you come."

"Yes, Huanhuan, your father just got out of prison two days ago. Come and see us today. You see, you bought a lot of things Yu Fen points to a few boxes of valuable supplements piled up on the tea table and laughs.

Gu Huan takes a close look at his father, and remembers that his father insulted her that day in Chengnan prison. It's a stab in his heart. It's really an accident that he would come to the door in person today.

"Mom, I'm still on business in the next city. I'll leave soon." She raised her eyes and looked around the room. Yang Yang was away. She must have gone to school. Seeing that her father was there, she did not ask any more.

Yu Fen takes a careful look at Gu Shengtian, "Huanhuan, your father..."

"What business trip is more important than a meal with dad?" As soon as Gu Shengtian opened his mouth, he was habitually challenging.

Lao Yu's pupils show discontent and irritability.

Gu Huan choked his lips and gave an incredible sneer, "how come dad really wants me to have a meal with you? I thought you'd only get in the way of seeing me. "

Gu Shengtian looks embarrassed, but he bears it. He doesn't have an attack. He just stares at Yu Fen, as if he wants to spread his anger on her.

Yu Fen's body trembles slightly. Xu is very afraid of Gu Shengtian's fierce eyes. She says, "Huan Huan, your father has been in prison for five years. It's hard to live inside. If you come out, please obey him. Besides Your father said, "I have something to talk to you about."

Something? Gu Huan eyebrows a pick, looked at a face set gas Gu Shengtian, presumably this is the key to him.

At the corner of her mouth, she could not help pulling out a smile that didn't look like a smile. She looked into her mother's eager eyes, and finally compromised and asked, "Dad, what's the matter?"

Gu Shengtian just dissipated his anger, glanced at Gu Huan and said, "listen to angel, are you now the Secretary of the president of Beiming?"

Gu Huan glanced at his father, and his heart suddenly cooled.

"Yes." She answered indifferently, with a strong premonition that what her father talked to her was not a good thing.

"You should know that there is a fierce competition outside to get the Beiming's" Ying "project, right Gu Shengtian frowned and a trace of calculation flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough. The arrival of father is not without purpose.

Gu Huan's fingertips trembled slightly.

"Yes, I know." She answered with great calmness.

"Angel said, you seem to have a little face in front of the general manager of Beiming..." Gu Shengtian's epilogue is long, as if with a trace of doubt and uncertainty.

Gu Huan sneered, "what is a little face?"

"She said you offended the general manager of Beiming, but he didn't fire you." When Gu Anqi went home and told Gu Shengtian about it, Gu Shengtian was also very surprised.

Therefore, he couldn't help looking at the illegitimate daughter he didn't like.

Gu Huan thought of Gu Anqi's slap that day.

Yang Mou swept the father of careful calculation again, her desolate smile, "Dad, don't beat around the Bush, you have what words to say."

Gu Shengtian's face twitched slightly and glanced at her askance. "Since I was put into prison, Gu's business has fallen dramatically in recent years. It can be said that it's an empty shell. You know your aunt and Angie are used to living a luxurious life. They are suddenly short of money and can't adapt to it for a while. So I hope you can help your father and Gu win this project in the "Ying" project

Gu Huan's heart is cold.

She dropped her eyes and stroked her fingers. "Dad, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's this thing. I don't have the ability to..."

"Gu Huan!" Gu Shengtian suddenly roared, interrupted her words, "five years ago, I asked you to help me, what happened? You said you couldn't! If you didn't help me, would I have to go to jail? Now, I've come out with difficulty. With such a small matter, you'll try again. Gu Huan, what evil did I do to give birth to such an unfilial daughter as you

"Sheng Tian, don't get excited. Don't get angry..." Yu Fen quickly comforted Gu Huan and looked earnestly at her, hoping that she would not meet her father, "Huan Huan, for my sake, you can help your father..."

Gu Huan was silent for a while, and his nose suddenly became sour.

Her father was bent on Gu Anqi's side. She could understand it. Anyway, she was used to it. But as for her mother, she was always partial to her father, which made Gu Huan sad.

But what can she do? The biggest mistake of mother's life is to love the wrong man.

After taking a deep breath of air conditioning, she calmed down and finally said, "how can I help you?"

Gu Shengtian heard this sentence, anger just a little bit back.Calm voice, "angel studied architectural design when she was studying in Europe. But the boy is not good at learning. I hope you can steal some design drawings of the "Ying" project from Beiming and give them back to angel. She will participate in the bidding competition on behalf of Gu. "

Gu Huan took a surprised look at his father and said, "do you want me to steal the design of the" Ying "project? That's the top secret of the company. It's against the law every minute! "

Although she once accidentally noticed that there were many design drawings stored in Beiming ink's computer, she didn't know much about them. She only knew that he attached great importance to them.

Gu Shengtian sneered, "don't you just do it cleanly? What's more, whether Gu Shi can be shortlisted in the future depends on your good words in front of the general manager of Beiming. Besides, you don't want your mother to suffer with me when Gu's family is finished, do you? "

After hearing this, Gu Huan really wants to laugh. His father can't forget that his mother hasn't enjoyed happiness with him at all these years.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Gu Shengtian was afraid that she would refuse again and said, "don't worry. As soon as it's done, I'll take your mother home. "

"Retrospectives? In what capacity? " Gu Huan sneered, "love * woman? mistress? Or junior? No, you divorce your wife and then marry my mother? "

Gu Shengtian's pupils shrank for a moment, silent.

Yu Fen's aging face is full of sadness.

Gu Huan felt sad for a while.

"Oh..." She pulled her lips and took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision. "Dad, if you are willing to divorce your wife and marry my mother, I will help you."

This sentence, like a bomb, was thrown into Gu Shengtian's heart.

He looked up at Gu Huan and bit his teeth. After thinking for half a quarter of an hour, he finally nodded difficultly -

"OK. That's it! "

Yu Fen immediately opened her eyes with a smile.

Gu Huan is cold through his back.

In my father's eyes, interests are far more important than feelings. The most stupid, in fact, is just the two women around him

Beiming family mansion.

Yang Yang, who always loves to rely on bed, was so excited that he got up from the mattress when the servant said that the second young master had come back.

Small body, even clothes do not care to wear, stepping on slippers Bata Bata rushed out of the bedroom.

Even Bela, who was paralyzed by the door, seemed to smell an unusual smell. She immediately stood up, wriggled her buttocks, and ran up behind the ocean.

"Ah, Hello, Dad, Dad, Dad..."

As she ran, Yang Yang raised her voice step by step.

The high pitched and excited children's voice, like a string of silver bells, is splashed in the mansion of Beiming family.

Bella followed behind, as if infected, and followed "Wang, Wang, Wang..." I cried out.

These days with Yangyang, although Bella always quarrels with him, the last two little guys always make up strangely.

Beiming Mo pushes his wheelchair out of his father's study, but he hasn't had time to turn -

Dong ~.

A group of soft little things, like a small whirlwind, suddenly rushed over

"Dad..." Yang Yang grinned and hugged the plaster leg of Beiming Mo tightly. He raised his head and grinned brightly.

The little mouth is cooing, as if it's addictive.

Beiming Mo subconsciously frowned and glanced at a mass of body beside his leg.

This boy can wear a brand-name pajamas into a wrinkled hemp ball, with a chicken's nest head that has not been combed at all. He runs over with his slippers, and one slipper flies on the way.

This is still his son who studied every detail to the extreme in his memory?

Since last time I had a big fight with this boy for Bella's stupid dog, the boy ran out, Xinghuo told him that he was brought back that night.

He knew that children were only children after all, playing a small temper.

Who knows, this is not good, see, his face is more and more dark.

"Beiming, Si, Cheng!" Every word came out of his lips.

"Hey, hey..." Yangyang giggles all the time. How can he know Beiming Mo's mind. With a pair of big clear eyes, he blinked and looked up at the tall and burly strange man in front of him.

Yangyang saw him in the photo, and the servant said this is Cheng Cheng's father.

"Dad..." Yang Yang was crying, and his little body climbed up from his plaster legs like a little monkey.

Dirty feet, but also very impolitely stepped on his white trouser legs, leaving one lovely little black footprints after another.

A certain cleanliness addict has a black face.

"Bei Ming Si Cheng, what the hell are you doing?" He looked down at his son who came into his arms like a little dog. In his memory, it seemed that the boy had never made such an extraordinary move."Hey, hey Dad... " Yang Yang, playing her proud skill of sticking to people, climbs up Beiming Mo's thigh in three or two times, pounces into Beiming Mo's arms, and then --

"wow..." A, the little guy Teng ran burst into tears, no omen.

See North dark ink a burst of Lengzheng.

The anger was instantly extinguished by the little guy's inexplicable cry.

The crying of the little guy attracted a lot of servants, but after the last lesson, this time, no one dares to provoke the father and son.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..." This cry is like a flood, a torrent of water, endless, uncontrollable

Beiming Mo stares at his crying son.

There was a fluster on Jun's calm face