Chapter 9: At the funeral
Sensing Yun Qiao's gaze, Gu Beirong tilted his head slightly, just glanced at her lightly, and quickly took it back.
Touching his nose, he strode over and pulled the car door.
The man was as cold as ever.
"Mr. Gu, are you familiar with Fu Qinyu?"
"Not familiar."
"Mr. Gu, I heard that Fu Qinyu only has one fiancée named Lin Jingwan, when will there be an extra wife?"
She was really, really, curious......
Gu Beirong raised his head suddenly, his gaze fell coldly on her face, "Do you like Fu Qinyu?" ”
Yun Qiao laughed, "How is it possible, this disgusting man with three swords, has a wife and is still raising a third child outside, besides......" His eyes blinked, pretending to be shy, "People like you, Mr. Gu!" ”
Fu Qinyu's face turned pale, "Yun Qiao, do you want to get out of the car?" ”
Yun Qiao shut up, this man can't stand the teasing at all.
As the car got closer and closer to the Fu family, Yun Qiao's mood became more and more complicated.
Finally, the villa she had lived in for three years came into view.
It's still so beautiful, but at this time it's surrounded by countless wreaths.
The floor is covered with a snow-white carpet, and the guests who come and go are all dignified.
Yun Qiao's sharp eyes saw Fu Qinyu standing at the gate dressed in black, next to her parents and younger brother, the eyes of the three of them crying were red and swollen.
Holding back the tears that burst out of his eyes, Yun Qiao pulled the corners of his lips, "Fu Qinyu is really a hypocritical guy. ”
Gu Beirong couldn't help but glance at her.
This woman has such a big evil spirit.
Gu Beirong deserved to be the object of attention, and almost as soon as he got out of the car, he attracted everyone's attention.
"Mr. Gu is good!"
"Mr. Gu, you are here too, this young lady is ......"
Gu Beirong didn't pay attention to the people who came to talk, and strode towards the door with a cold face.
Yun Qiao followed behind him.
"Mr. Gu." Fu Qinyu looked a little haggard, and his black hair was slightly messy.
Two of the best men in S City gathered together to welcome more people's side eyes.
"Condolences." Gu Beirong coldly dropped two words.
Condolences?
Fu Qinyu is afraid that he will already be happy in his heart! She died, and he could finally marry Lin Jingwan.
Yun Qiao sneered.
"Mr. Fu, don't you have a fiancée named Lin Jingwan, why did you suddenly have another wife?" Yun Qiao couldn't help but poke his head out from behind Gu Beirong, his tone innocent.
Fu Qinyu was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "The rumors can't be believed." ”
It is rumored that this man is really shameless enough, is he afraid of being exposed and bearing the reputation of a scumbag?
"Mr. Fu, ...... you" wanted to continue, but his wrist suddenly tightened, and the person had been forcibly pulled into the house by Gu Beirong.
The huge living room was emptied, and Yun Qiao saw her photo hanging in front of her, holding a large bouquet of roses, smiling like a flower.
Her body was placed in front of the photograph, dressed in a beautiful dress, and her face was painted with elaborate makeup.
Yun Qiao subconsciously walked over and approached step by step.
She's the one lying here!
It's her original body.
The eyes were sour, and the indescribable feeling in my heart swept over my body.
Slowly stretched out his hand, just about to cover Qiao Luo's face, a sharp scolding voice suddenly sounded, "This young lady, what are you going to do?" ”
Fu Qinyu's eyes erupted with fire, and he pushed Yun Qiao away.
Yun Qiao sneered, what does it mean to make this expression now, regret it? How good was she found?
"I'm sorry, I can't help but see my old friend."
Old friends?
Fu Qinyu was stunned, "Are you Luo Luo's friend?" ”
Yun Qiao nodded, "Well, I live in the Yun family across the river, Sister Luo Luo often sat by the river when she was alive, and I occasionally went out for a walk, we met like this." ”
Does she often sit by the river?
Fu Qinyu's eyes became warmer, were he waiting for him......