Chapter 129: Residual Hatred
"Then why aren't you happy?" Hearing the satisfactory answer, Jiu Jiu didn't feel relaxed, Gu Beichen's state was clearly wrong, something else must have happened.
"September, remember, you must never let anyone know that you made that recording."
Gu Beichen suddenly changed his words, and his eagle eyes stared at September tightly, his eyes were eager.
"I know."
September raised his head to meet his eyes and took a step forward, his eyebrows and eyes were rare gentle, "Why are you unhappy?" ”
She asked again, with the stubbornness of not giving up until she got an answer.
"Because there's a new war." He understands Gu Huan, just as Gu Huan understands him.
"New war...... "September muttered his words, and the next second, his eyes lit up, "It's a coincidence, I also have a new war, together." ”
"You?" Gu Beichen squinted suspiciously.
"Ahem, your loyal little fan Wan Weiwei has written a war letter to me." September shook his phone in front of his eyes, "You just ended the call with her before you came back." ”
Wan Weiwei's voice on the phone was like a demon crawling out of hell to ask for her life, sharp and piercing, with monstrous hatred.
"September, don't think you can continue to act like nothing happened! I'm going to destroy you with my own hands, just as you ruined me! ”
Wan Weiwei's words made her feel ridiculous.
The result she has now is completely self-inflicted, and if she doesn't go to her trouble after the charity banquet, it is already a flood of compassion, and she is still screaming shamelessly.
"Wan Weiwei?" Gu Beichen frowned slightly, "What's wrong with her?" ”
"Tut-tut, you are really a noble person who forgets things, how did you humiliate her at the charity dinner?" September was speechless, and a little face was full of helplessness, "Wan Weiwei should hate you." ”
Really, persimmons pick soft pinch.
Compared with Gu Beichen, her brave and resourceful September is the soft persimmon in Wan Weiwei's eyes.
"Don't worry, she can't move you, you're a cunning fox, I'm afraid she'll die without even scum." Gu Beichen smiled playfully, with anticipation hidden in his eyes, he hadn't seen September show his skills for too long.
I miss the famous scene of scaring away a few big men with a fire axe.
"Alright, let's rest."
September gave him a blank look, and he didn't like Gu Beichen to call her that. She is cunning and has means, but these are never used against innocent people.
Of course, except for Wan Weiwei's kind of person who is looking for death at 360 degrees.
"Together."
Gu Beichen didn't give Jiu Jiu a chance to refuse, picked her up and strode towards the princess bed in the center of the room.
His embrace was warm and wide, and a strong sense of security welled up from the bottom of September's heart. Her body stiffened and let Gu Beichen hold her, looking stunned.
At this time, she could not have imagined that somewhere in this bustling city, there was a woman holding her photo and staring at it viciously.
She sat on the side of the bed, her long wavy hair messily pasted on her head, without the beauty she had before, her plain little face was frighteningly white, and the small wrist of her long-sleeved shirt was terrifyingly thin, as if it would be broken with a little force.
And she didn't care, her slender fingers grabbed the smiling bright woman in the photo.
Since the charity dinner last month, her reputation as the No. 1 lady in City A has been ruined, and the daughters who used to have a good relationship with her have jumped out to expose all kinds of black material about her.
The authenticity of the black material is unknown.
But this does not affect those netizens who are full and have nothing to do and the entertainment reporters who rely on this food to use her as a talking point.
This is a fatal blow to the arrogant Wan Weiwei. For days she disappeared from public, hiding alone in her room with hatred.
Fortunately, her affairs were quickly tired of being talked about by everyone, and then forgotten, and Wan Weiwei's shame was gradually buried in new gossip.
But the hatred in her heart remained forever.
She hates September! I hate her cleverness, I hate that she can splash all the dirty water on her perfectly, and I hate her even more for being a low-level woman who can have the love of a man she has dreamed of for a long time.
These were enough for her to have the idea of ruining September and work hard for it.
Wan Weiwei couldn't see enough of the photo in her hand, so she continued to get into the quilt and continue to look at it, regardless of the black and white outside.
Outside the door, a maid summoned up the courage to knock on the door, a bruise on her white hand, and her swollen skin was bloodshot.
This was done by Wan Weiwei the day before yesterday, she went to deliver the meal and was scolded by her on the grounds that she was two minutes late, she kept talking and moving.
Hands and feet together beat her severely.
"Get in!"
Her shrill voice penetrated the crack in the door and into the maid's ear, and the maid walked in with a cold shudder uncontrollably.
There are no lights on in the room.
It's dark.
She could only vaguely see a figure standing in front of the window, she turned slowly, and in the darkness, the maid seemed to see her smiling at herself, and her smile was mixed with a terrifying conspiracy.
"Go, get my stylist here."
“…… Yes, it's Miss. ”
The maid hurriedly ran out, as if fleeing for her life.
Looking at her back, Wan Weiwei's pale face raised a satisfied smile.
……
Two days later.
Cosy and simple 2 bedroom interior.
September is ......
"Go away! I want to cut off the child. Absolute grandson! ”
A wrist-thick wooden stick was clutched tightly in her hand, half-raised in an attempt to intimidate the man approaching her.
The man had one hand in his pocket, his narrow eyes wandering back and forth over her, and an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.
This laugh, September is too TM familiar.
She swallowed her saliva and silently turned her head to look out the window, her heart tightened violently, and the feeling of suffocation wrapped her tightly.
The night is dark and the wind is high......
It couldn't be more suitable for the outrageous idea in Gu Beichen's mind.
She clenched her hands and turned to make a break with him, but just as she turned around, she bumped into a solid wall of flesh.
She was shocked, ignoring the pain on her forehead and retreating again and again, and when her hind legs reached a safe position, she immediately picked up the momentum she had just lost.
"Little wild cat, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid of your sister!" September straightened his back, glared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and did not forget to wave the wooden stick in his hand, "Dare to come and try, I'll let you ...... Hum. ”
She smiled coldly, a touch of fierceness flashed between her delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the momentum around her body continued to strengthen.
"It's a pity, I don't have a sister." Gu Beichen smiled and continued to approach September, the desire in his eyes. The fire gradually revealed.
When the war was about to break out, Gu Beichen's mobile phone suddenly rang.
He narrowed his eyes and hung up quickly, and two seconds later, the phone rang again unfamiliarly.
Now, the person on the other end of the phone hit the muzzle of the gun.
No, it's hitting the bazooka.
Gu Beichen quickly slid down the answer button, and an angry voice erupted from his lips, "Get out!" I'm busy with business. ”
The other side of the phone.
"Okay, okay......" Lin Huan was about to hang up the phone with trembling hands, and in the next second, he suddenly remembered something, and continued under huge pressure, "President, Gu Dong asked you to go back." ”
The second half of the sentence came into Gu Beichen's ears, and he was in no mood, glanced at September, who seemed to have entered the tenth level of combat preparation, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”
"No, I didn't say it, but Gu Dong had a tough attitude, saying that if you don't go back, he will send someone to find you."
"Heh~"
Gu Beichen chuckled, what trick was he going to play?
"Tell him that I won't have to do anything about it, I'll go back tomorrow."
After Gu Beichen finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone.
"President......" Lin Huan shouted anxiously, and continued to say, "Gu Dong said that he would go back now. ”
"Got it!"
At the end of the call, Gu Beichen took a deep look at September, and his eyes were rolling with reluctance, "Let you go this time." ”
"Thank you." September Bai glanced at him and pointed in the direction of the gate, "It's good to go." ”
……
Family.
In the splendid living room on the first floor, Gu Huan leaned on the back of the sofa, holding a ceramic cup in his hand, sipping tea carefully.
In front of him, Wan Sheng sat domineeringly.
"Brother Gu, it's time to give an explanation today!" He questioned angrily, the folds in the corners of his eyes were filled with anger, and the flames in his eyes sprayed directly on Gu Huan's body.
Gu Huan smiled faintly, and his expression did not change in the slightest.
"Brother Wan, there must be an explanation, but you shouldn't ask for this explanation from me. Beichen is coming back soon, and when the time comes, you can do whatever you want. ”
Not only will he not ask the slightest question, but he also hopes that Wansheng will make things difficult for him as much as possible, and it is best to cut off all cooperation with the Gu Group. Let Gu Beichen see which of them is more suitable to be in charge of the Gu family.
"That's what you said! Don't feel sorry for your son then. Wan Sheng snorted angrily, Gu Huan's words not only did not extinguish his anger, but made them burn even more.
This can be understood, after all, no one among the directors of the Gu family knows that Gu Beichen and Gu Huan's fingertips have completely broken.
The matter of their break will be the top secret of the Gu family, and no outsider will know about it.
"Son, huh...... It's big, and there is no need for anyone to feel distressed anymore. ”
As soon as his words fell, there was a sonorous sound of footsteps outside the living room. Gu Beichen walked in in an inky blue suit, and the cold aura he emitted instantly lowered the temperature in the living room.
Gu Huan subconsciously leaned back, deliberately widening the distance between him and Gu Beichen.
Even if it's just a millimeter.
"Mr. Gu, it's really hard to see you."
When Wan Sheng saw him come in, all the anger in his body was concentrated in his eyes, and he turned into a sharp sword and shot towards Gu Beichen fiercely.
Gu Beichen didn't seem to see him, and walked straight to the sofa in front of Wan Sheng and sat down, his slender legs folded together.
The posture is lazy.
A maid walked in and added a cup of tea for him, and he drank it leisurely, and his eyes never fell on Wansheng.
At this time, Wansheng seemed to have become air.
"Mr. Gu!"
Wan Sheng had suffered this kind of humiliation, he got up from the sofa and his eyes widened angrily, and he raised his hand to Gu Beichen, "Are you too arrogant, do you think that with Gu Huan's support, you can ignore everyone!" ”
"Brace?"
Gu Beichen's sharp eyes narrowed, and his lips suddenly raised a dangerous arc, he put down the teacup in his hand and his eyes fell on Wansheng's face, in an instant, Wansheng only felt a tingling in his back, Gu Beichen's eyes seemed to be a pool of spring water, clear to the bottom, but unfathomable.
"Wan Dong, if you are here today to marry your daughter and me, then you should go back as soon as possible so as not to waste time."