Gao Mu Lian modestly avoided Gu Huizhu's gaze, and still used a crumpled reason to perfunctory:

"Noisy!"

Gu Huizhu was so angry by Gao Mulian's one-word answer that she almost couldn't breathe and choked to death.

Can we still get along happily?

In order to be beautiful when she went to the appointment, she spent so much effort to choose so many new clothes yesterday, thinking about wearing them to him a day, but people didn't care at all.

Grievance and anger flashed in her eyes.

Don't look at Gao Mulian being carried away by anger, he didn't let go of Gu Huizhu's smile.

Gu Huizhu lowered her head slightly, and under her tightly locked eyebrows, big tears hit the back of her hand.

It's so sad!

The more Gu Huizhu thought about it, the more sad she became, and she inadvertently grabbed her skirt with both hands, and the wrinkled fabric was like two whirlpools. Her teeth bit her lower lip, refusing to communicate with Takagi Lian again, and her arms on her legs rose high, like a kitten waiting for an opportunity to fight back when threatened, fragile and stubborn.

It's a pity that it fell in Gao Mulian's eyes, but what he saw was crying because he cherished those tickets, and he was even more angry.

Is it so reluctant to be that Yan Yanyan?

Didn't I tear up a few of your tickets? With such a miserable look, who is it for?

Pull it down, it won't impress me anyway.

Gao Mulian looked like he was determined to oppose Gu Huizhu, not only did he not explain or apologize, but he simply turned his head and turned a blind eye to Gu Huizhu's eye accusation.

Mu Mingcheng watched Gao Mulian go farther and farther on the road to death, and his mood was so good that he was like a magpie chirping.

He picked up the fan that Takagi had just placed on the table, opened it gently and slowly, and leisurely enjoyed the breeze from the folding fan.

Gu Huizhu was so angry with Gao Mu Lian that she was not interested in watching the play at all, and she was almost wiping her tears in the second half, not knowing what she was singing on stage.

In the Overseer's Mansion before, Gu Huizhu and Gao Mulian quarreled, and Mu Mingcheng always acted as a peacemaker, but today this gunsmoke was lit by Mu Mingcheng, how could he come out to ease the atmosphere.

What's more, this time is different from the past, the relationship between these two people has obviously changed, otherwise with Gu Huizhu's character, how could he accept Gao Mulian's gift for no reason, and dress up to come to the appointment.

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

They are no longer the pair of small enemies who need to be reconciled by outsiders, but lovers who have long been in love.

Mu Mingcheng felt the tension in the box and touched his nose.

Secrets, guilt? Inexistent. It is you who show your affection first, and it is none of my business.

But he couldn't stay here anymore as the object that Edison invented, so he found an excuse and left.

In the box, only Gao Mu Lian, whose face was like frost, and Gu Huizhu, who was sulking, were left. Occasionally, there was cheers and applause from others, but it was unusually quiet.

Because Gao Mu Lian saved Gu Shenghua, she had changed her opinion of him, but he was still the moody Gao Mu Lian.

If you say that you will turn your face, you will turn your face, there is no warning at all, and what is even more odious is that there is no explanation.

Sure enough, it is unscientific to expect pigs to climb trees, the country is easy to change, and Gao Mulian is an arrogant and rude, self-respecting, and unchangeable rich son.

Gu Huizhu thought indignantly: I will never watch a play with him again, this guy doesn't understand art at all, has no culture, and eighty percent of his doctoral diploma is bought with money.

When Gu Huizhu left Yingxue Building, Gao Mulian sent her downstairs.