Lu Haitang just wanted to ask her what she meant.

Amei had already whispered on the side: "What does Miss mean...... She is already an adult and does not need to be accompanied, she just wants to be alone. ”

Gu Yao nodded cooperatively.

"But how can I rest assured that you're here alone?"

Lu Haitang still wanted to insist, but Gu Yao raised his hand to support his forehead, and walked to the bed with a painful expression.

Amei also said in a timely manner: "Miss is not feeling well these days, why don't you wait for Miss Nineteen to get better?" ”

Having said that, where is Lu Haitang so strong to stay.

But she is not a person who gives up easily, from this day on, she has been almost every day, all kinds of 'hush and warm' and 'caring'.

For this reason, Shen Wannian hadn't come to Gu Yao's small courtyard for a long time.

Gu Yao was so annoyed that he simply pretended to be seriously ill.

"Sick?"

As soon as Lu Haitang heard that Gu Yao was sick, he immediately applied to the eldest lady and called the doctor to come over to see her.

"Take care of it."

The doctor shook his head, and looked a little sorry after the consultation.

In less than a day, this eleventh lady, who did not have a strong sense of existence, had another wave of presence.

Because this little girl, who is only more than fifteen years old, is said to have not lived long.

In the words of the doctor, it is to live for a year and a half if you take care of it, otherwise you may die at any time.

Lu Haitang originally thought that Gu Shiyi, a girl, was annoyed by her and deliberately pretended to be sick.

But I never expected that this diagnosis would actually result in a short-lived diagnosis.

Shen Wannian got out of the play, and when he heard the people in the Gu Mansion talking, he was a little trance-like.

"You guys, just now you were talking about the eleventh lady in this house......"

He paused, and his usual slow and low tone changed slightly:

"She, won't live long......?"

The people were silent, not knowing how to answer.

Gu Shiyi is no longer favored, and she is also Gu Dashuai's daughter, and they don't dare to say anything.

It's just that I didn't expect that Mr. Chang Yin would take the initiative to inquire about this matter.

"Sir, it's not good for us to talk nonsense about this unlucky thing."

The subordinate of the organic spirit point lowered his voice and whispered:

"I heard that Miss Eleven has been ill for a long time, and Aunt Nineteen is too kind-hearted, so she found a doctor for her to come to the house for consultation......"

"Later, I learned that Miss Eleven's illness ...... I'm afraid it's not going to get better. ”

Another subordinate also came over and whispered, "I heard that Marshal Gu also knows about this, and he has to go to see Miss Eleven in person...... This is a blessing in disguise. ”

After all, how unfavored Gu Shiyi is, who in the house doesn't know?

"Dashuai wants to see her in person?"

Shen Wannian's eyes instantly froze.

The subordinate was shocked by the coolness in his eyes for a moment, and hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to say more.

Gu Yao didn't expect that Gu Shifan would actually break the ground and come to Xiaolou.

According to the plot that has happened before, Gu Shifan should know very well that his arrival will definitely stimulate Gu Shiyi.

Maybe Gu Shiyi will make any drastic moves.

The wound on his head from the previous blow to the chair has not completely subsided.

But I don't know what Lu Haitang said, Gu Shifan still came with great interest.

Fifty-year-old Gu Shifan is already a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face and a bald head.

He had a rude and brutal ferocity on him, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were a little cloudy when he looked at people.

After all these years of immersion in Gentle Township, he has slowly hollowed out his body, and his original sturdy figure is now only full of fat.

For his arrival, Gu Yao almost couldn't help but raise his knife to meet.

But there is Ame.

"Miss, what are you doing with a knife...... I'll cut whatever you want, don't scratch your hands! ”

Gu Yao silently put down the knife.

Maintaining a weak smile, he shook his head.

If you want to cut Gu Shifan's head, how can you fake others, this time it won't work, just wait for the next time.