Chapter 85: Qingshan Yuan is not old, but it is snow-white

"My mother is pregnant, but my father follows the family's arrangement for a business marriage and marries Tian Fu, which is indeed my father's fault and has nothing to do with Tian Fu. However, after Tian Fu became aware of my existence, he tried to assassinate me many times. ”

"Assassination?" Qiao Anan was surprised, it turned out that Gu Ting had really experienced this kind of plot that only existed in TV dramas.

"Hmm. When I was 18 years old, my father died, and Tian Fu had no children, so she also wanted to take me back to my family to cultivate, but she was ruthless and would not give me benefits so easily. She came to talk to my mother alone, and soon my mother committed suicide, and it was Tian Fu who forced her to die. ”

"That's ......" Qiao Anan faintly felt that there were many logical doubts in Gu Ting's few tellings.

For example, why did Tian Fu assassinate Gu Ting repeatedly at the beginning, but then he was willing to accept Gu Ting to return to the Gu family?

For example, why did Tian Fu and Yu Wanfen talk about something, and there was still some time between them and Yu Wanfen's suicide, so what happened in between?

However, after all, this is Gu Ting's family matter, and since Gu Ting has such a distinct emotional tendency, Qiao Anan didn't say anything.

"She wants to hurt you." Gu Ting said it firmly, biting Tian Fu to death is a femme fatale woman.

Tian Fu, a woman, once wanted to harm him, and then hurt his mother, and now she wants to harm his wife.

Gu Ting will not tolerate it!

"An An, but don't worry, I will protect you well and will not let Tian Fu get close to you."

For example, at the wedding, Gu Ting did not invite Tian Fu.

Gu Ting took Qiao An'an to stay in Nancheng for a few days, and took Qiao An'an to re-walk the road that Gu Ting walked when he was a child, although the economy of Nancheng is not as developed as Jiangcheng, but the liveliness of the small commodity market is much higher than that of Jiangcheng.

On the last day in Nancheng, the two had just finished eating in the restaurant and were about to go back, but Qiao Anan suddenly found that it was raining outside.

Nancheng is located at the junction of the north and the south, and the probability of snow in winter is 50%, and this first snow came unexpectedly, which was simply an unexpected surprise.

Qiao An'an had rarely seen snow before she wore a book, and as an authentic southerner with a natural sense of novelty about snow scenes, she couldn't wait to rush out of the eaves of the restaurant and pick up a few snowflakes to observe the shape.

Gu Ting suddenly grabbed Qiao An'an's wrist and took her into his arms.

He lowered his head, sorted out the somewhat messy brim of Qiao An'an's hat, and after smoothing out the corners, he tightly covered the hat and tightened the scarf.

Gu Ting's blazing breath spurted on Qiao An'an's cheeks, Qiao An'an was still a little overwhelmed, his eyes didn't dare to look at him, and he looked away ethereally.

Wu Hao prepared cotton gloves, and Gu Ting personally put them on for Qiao An'an.

"Don't catch the snowflakes with your hands, your hands will be frozen red, don't catch a cold." Gu Ting instructed Qiao An'an while wearing gloves, like a heartbroken old mother.

"Uh-huh, got it." Joanne couldn't wait, she trotted out to the square, stumbling in circles beneath the Christmas-inspired decorations.

For a while, Qiao An'an was no longer the sensible, cold and calculating woman, but a little girl who was purely fascinated by the snow.

"Don't run too fast!" Gu Ting added later, he also wanted to go to the square to find Qiao An'an, he didn't wear a hat, and Gu Ting's black hair was slowly dyed pure white.

Qingshan Yuan is not old, and it is snow-white.