"It's Monroe, it's such a coincidence, you're here too?" Zhang Guoguo followed the rhythm, smiled excitedly and said to Luo Minglang: "It's rare to meet a friend, I have a few words I want to catch up with her." ”

Luo Minglang looked at Chen Menglu very vigilantly: "Then I'll wait for you on the side." ”

"Good. ”

Zhang Guoguo walked over, and Chen Menglu took her avoidance very affectionately and walked aside, smiling with excitement: "Guoguo, I didn't expect that after a few years, you actually became the richest man's wife, what a blessing." ”

These words embarrassed Zhang Guoguo, seeing that she had already walked a certain distance, she calmed down and whispered: "If you have something to say, I like you to be straightforward." ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I'm surprised that you're efficient, and you can achieve better results than I expected in such a short world. So in order to prevent you from showing your flaws in front of Luo Minglang, I plan to send you a few words. ”

"Say~"

"Luo Minglang and I, Gu Yiqiao, are classmates of financial economics at Cambridge University, so if Minglang talks to you about his past classmates or professional investment issues, you must be prepared! Also, no matter what, you can't show flaws, understand?"

"Do you think it's useful to threaten me?"

"I don't know in the future, but it's useful now anyway, because you have a weak heart. ”

She smiled fearlessly: "I'm sorry, you may not know me, I hate being threatened the most in my life." ”

Therefore, she turned around and left without saying much, although Chen Monroe was dissatisfied, she still held her hands on her chest and watched her be helped into the car by Luo Minglang, and then left.

Zhang Guoguo really knew for the first time that the three of them were classmates, when she was Gu Yiqiao's wife, she didn't know anything about Gu Yiqiao's study situation before the UK, but from Chen Menglu's tone, she always felt that it was not so simple, especially Chen Menglu's request to stop this wedding.

Luo Minglang looked at his thoughtful wife, took her hand, and said, "That junior sister just now, why didn't I have an impression?"

"Oh, normal, at that time she was very introverted and didn't like to communicate with people, so she rarely met in private, and email contact was relatively ordinary. ”

"Oh, I see. Luo Minglang nodded, hugged her into his arms, kissed her forehead, she raised her head and looked at him, he had no doubt and trusted her very much, but in her heart, there was a tower.

After all, is it really good to use this skin to deceive him, even love?

The inexplicable sense of indebtedness made her feel self-blamed, but if she wanted revenge, she had to pay the price, and her price was to be bound to this physical strength forever, giving the innocent man in front of her everything he wanted.

Back at home, waiting for Luo Minglang to take a bath, Zhang Guoguo rummaged through the drawers in the study, and then saw a photo album.

In the album, there are many photos of the three of them when they were young, from high school to college, but she found a point, that is, Zhang Guoguo and Gu Yiqiao in the photo stood very close, but Luo Minglang felt cold on the side, especially when it came to the last one, Zhang Guoguo looked at Gu Yiqiao's photo, and in the girl's obsessive gaze at a boy, she found the answer she wanted.

Luo Minglang came in in a nightgown, looked at his wife and looked at the photo with Gu Yiqiao in a daze, and felt distressed.

"You, to him~"

"Remember, you are my husband now," Zhang Guoguo took Luo Minglang's words back, got up, pulled out the photo, tore it up, threw it away, and then hugged him, and said: "Minglang, you are the one who grew old with me, the past, in the end, I want a goodbye, and I only want you for the rest of my life." ”