Chapter Eighty-Eight: I Could Never Lie to Her
Two security guards took Bai Youran's arms and threw her outside the gate in front of everyone.
"Isn't this the woman who fought with the eldest young master of the Gu family at the Starlight Restaurant last night?"
"It seems to be, eh, isn't she the white leisurely of the Chinese businessman? Last time, Chinese businessmen also slandered us Huo's for plagiarizing their products. ”
"Throw it well, otherwise any cat or dog can enter the door of our Huo Group."
Bai Youran heard that someone recognized him, quickly put on his sunglasses, stood up elegantly, glared at Gu Beiqin, and muttered, "We'll see." ”
Then he limped away.
Huo Junhao looked at the back of the leaving, and asked Gu Beiqin beside him curiously: "What kind of holiday are you having with her?" Come here early in the morning to make trouble. ”
Gu Beiqin glanced at him coldly: "Why do you help me?" ”
Huo Junhao's expression froze, he made a subconscious move just now, after all, Huo Wuxian recognized this woman: "I can't get used to it." ”
"I won't thank you, after all, the last time I was injured was thanks to your father." Gu Beiqin had a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and then walked into the door.
When Huo Junhao heard her say this, he couldn't find a reason to refute it, after all, he disappeared in the past few days because he found out that the car accident was related to Huo An, and he had a big quarrel with Huo An, and as a result, he was locked up in a private villa in the suburbs for a week.
I came out today to talk to Huo Wuxian, he wanted to know something.
"I tell you, I help you because you are the woman my cousin really likes and recognizes all his life." Huo Junhao caught up with Gu Beiqin's pace and stood side by side with her.
Gu Beiqin ignored him, walked to the elevator and pressed the elevator.
Huo Junhao stood beside her and continued: "So, you can't deceive him. ”
Gu Beiqin's hand holding the bag suddenly tightened, and she turned her head to look at Huo Junhao, trying to see something in his eyes.
Why did he say that?
Did he know something?
There was no clue for a while, and there was no information in Huo Junhao's eyes, Gu Beiqin's heart was a little irritable.
The indicator light turned on, the elevator door opened, Gu Beiqin walked in, and she said to Huo Junhao outside very seriously: "I will never lie to him." ”
The elevator door gradually closed, cutting off Huo Junhao and Gu Beiqin's sight.
The elevator slowly rose and arrived at her studio, Gu Beiqin walked out of the elevator and glanced at Huo Wuxian's president's office next to her, the door was closed, Huo Wuxian went out to run errands today, and knocked on Gu Beiqin's door early in the morning, just to kiss her forehead and tell her to pay attention to safety.
Gu Beiqin's eyes rolled and he retracted his gaze, opened the studio and walked in.
As soon as he turned on the computer, there was an anonymous email, which Gu Beiqin opened, and it was a string of Morse code.
There is also a knight-like seal at the end.
Gu Beiqin suddenly became nervous, she stood up, closed the door first, and then plugged in the USB flash drive to decipher the Morse code letter.
The letter is k
IGHT wrote, the last time Bai Youran took the knight's waste sketch, said that it was his own creation, and claimed that he was the second knight in the design competition, Gu Beiqin contacted the real second knight K
ight。
asked him to help investigate, and the letter said two things, one thing was that he wanted Gu Beiqin too much and wanted to come to her, and the second thing was that his sketch was picked up by Mina and sent to Bai Youran.
It turned out to be her, the third place in Millie's jewelry design competition that year, the granddaughter of the sponsor Millie, and Bai Youran's best friend.
No wonder, Bai Youran was able to get that sketch.
remembered Bai Youran's smug face at that time, stealing other people's things to show off, and framing the word plagiarism on Gu Beiqin.
The flames of resentment burned in her heart, and there was a frost of hatred in those bright and charming eyes.