Guo Qihu walked downstairs and stopped between the third floors, his expression was a little hesitant, but in the end he left silently, and now, he seems to have no courage to face it all.

In the large living room downstairs, the middle-aged woman was cleaning, looking at Guo Qihu with a haggard expression and a sloppy expression, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and the high-spirited head of the Guo family in her memory seemed to have not shown such a depressed appearance for a while.

She could roughly imagine what level of trouble made Guo Qihu so frustrated, but she didn't say much, because this middle-aged woman knew very well that these things were not something that she, a woman, could meddle in.

Guo Qihu glanced at Aunt Dong, walked over silently and said, "Aunt Dong, please send some food to the old man, he hasn't eaten for a day and a night, so it's not a solution." ”

Aunt Dong immediately nodded and whispered, "Last night..."

Guo Qihu didn't let Aunt Dong continue to ask, but silently shook his head and said, "Something, you still don't know, I'll leave for a while." ”

After speaking, Guo Qihu left with heavy steps, and did not even say hello to the two Guo family members passing by, the appearance of his buried head even made his originally majestic figure look a little rickety.

Aunt Dong sighed helplessly in the same place, she could only watch Guo Qihu leave like this, silently prepare breakfast, and prepare to send it upstairs, perhaps as a witness to half of the history of the Guo family, she understands very well how far the Guo family, which seems to be infinitely beautiful on the surface.

It was also at this time that a black Volkswagen Phaeton drove into Shanshui Liyuan, an unfamiliar license plate, but it could enter this place where the wealth and wealth could not be touched, which could completely explain the identity of the owner of the car.

Wang Chuhe, who was driving, had swollen eyes, it seemed that he didn't sleep well last night, his face was already greasy and unsightly, and now it looked even uglier, he was pulled out as a coolie this morning, his face was dead, it seemed that he had followed Luo Qingcang, and he had no hope in the second half of his life, and he was tied to death by the name Luo Qingcang.

Sitting in the back seat is Luo Qingcang, dressed in a brown striped suit, dressed very gently, plus that warm face, it is hard to imagine that this man comes from the darkest rivers and lakes, this man who has all kinds of invincibility in his life is reading today's newspaper, and it seems that there is nothing for him to pay attention to except for a news item in the headlines.

Seeing that he had arrived at Shanshui Liyuan, he put down the newspaper, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the old scalper Wang Chuhe and said, "It's really a bad thing to kill, last night Zhao Pixiu, this kid tortured me until three o'clock in the morning." ”

"Are all arrangements clear?" Wang Chuhe asked in a low voice, he now knew that this was an important juncture, so he didn't dare to complain about anything.

"Sort of, while the woman leaves Xicheng, she can make a second move, although it may not be able to hit seven inches with a snake, but at least it will make her feel bad. Luo Qingcang said as he pressed his temples.

Wang Chuhe nodded, and continued to whisper: "There is still a Cao family behind this woman, you are so obvious to act, you are not afraid that the Cao family will pick on you?"

Luo Qingcang smiled fearlessly, and his originally warm face became gloomy, and said: "This time it's not just me who wants to make this woman embarrassed, she has lost her face this time, and no one can afford to pick it up." ”

Wang Chuhe immediately understood something, and did not continue to ask, but tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and muttered, "I don't know how far the Guo family has tossed this little girl." ”

Luo Qingcang looked relieved, after all, the most troublesome thing had passed, he slowly leaned into his seat and said: "The Guo family doesn't dare to do anything to her, after all, she is now the face of the Guo family, and she can't let a dead person attend this wedding, right?"

As he spoke, Luo Qingcang's expression was a little playful.

Wang Chuhe also laughed, which was a very appropriate description.

Guo Qihu stepped out of the Guo family's villa, took a deep breath of the fresh air of the morning, but his expression did not stretch, he noticed that Wang Tingyun was sitting on the steps of the door swallowing clouds and spitting fog, walked up and said, "How is Huawu?"

Wang Tingyun raised his head, looked at such a Guo Qihu who was a little different from usual, and took a puff of cigarette unhurriedly before saying, "I can't die, I suffered some internal injuries, but I can raise it." ”

Guo Qihu nodded silently, walked down the steps, and Wang Tingyun, who had just taken two steps, said, "After tossing all night, did she say anything?"

Guo Qihu's expression was gloomy again, shook his head, and strode away, but as soon as he walked to his BMW 730, a black Volkswagen Phaeton drove into the villa on a rampage, and a beautiful tail flick stopped in the spare parking space.

Guo Qihu looked at the license plate of this Volkswagen Phaeton and couldn't help frowning deeply.

In the car, a middle-aged man who looked very indecent first came down, looking almost fifty years old, a little obscene stepped through a small puddle, went to the trunk and took out a gift box, at this time the rear seat door opened, and the one who got out of the car was a man with a well-proportioned height of about one meter eight, with a temperament like a piece of warm jade, which gave people a very comfortable feeling at first glance, but it would make people put down their guard at the moment when there was a trace of demon in their hearts.

A demon knife.

The man walked in front, and the dog-legged Wang Chuhe followed closely, and at a distance of five or six meters from Guo Qihu, the peaceful man stretched out his hand.

Guo Qihu showed an expression like a great enemy, how could he not know this man, even if he was lonely and unheard, he should know such a demon, and he really had dealt with Luo Qingcang a lot in the past few years, but it was only until he dealt with him, because he thought that he could not get any benefit from this man.

The two hands were shaken together like this, this seemingly extraordinary man, but he had a very rough hand, Guo Qihu was not surprised, but said with a wary face: "Something?"

"The Guo family is such a way of hospitality?" Luo Qingcang let go of his hand, took out a box of cigarettes called Ziqi Donglai from his arms, and handed one to Guo Qihu, Guo Qihu didn't take it, he just squinted his eyes slightly and lit one himself.

"Luo Qingcang, I haven't made it clear back then, don't think I don't know what you did in secret, if it weren't for you, she would be able to leave the capital easily?" Guo Qihu said with a cold face, he didn't have a good impression of Luo Qingcang, if it wasn't for that incident back then, there would be no such a grudge now, he thought so.

Luo Qingcang laughed when he heard it, but he didn't agree, but he didn't deny it either, and said while laughing: "I can't tell you anything about the past, can you see through it?"

In a word, the atmosphere instantly stiffened.