Gu Tingcheng flipped his hand, and a silver needle appeared between his index finger and middle finger.

The end of the silver needle dangled in mid-air.

Mr. Tie was attracted attention again, she still remembered that before she fell asleep, she saw this needle, and it seemed to be pricked.

At this moment, Ms. Gu took out the silver needle again, did it show that she could really help herself.

Forget?

Forget that you are your son's own mother, and forget your feelings for him?

Mr. Tie's heart seemed to be suddenly pierced by thousands of needles, and she trembled in pain, almost suffocating and fainting!

She couldn't bear it.

But do nothing? Continue to tolerate your son's nonsense?

Then, with the scumbag ex-husband and the mistress, let the mistress's daughter become his daughter-in-law, eat his own, use his own, and dangle in front of himself every day, disgusting himself?!

And this matter, once you endure it and give in, it will be a lifetime thing.

She is in her fifties, although she was exhausted in the early years and had a heart attack.

However, she has the money to have the best medical care, and according to her family doctor, she still has more than two decades to live.

The first half of his life was already very bitter, could it be that he would have to be aggrieved for more than 20 years?

She will be suffocated to death!

She doesn't want to die!

Even if it is death, it must be worth dying, not such a wretch.

Perhaps, she thought that she was sacrificing for her son, and in the eyes of everyone, including her son, it was just a joke.

Besides, has been pampering his son, is it really for his good?

knew that her ex-husband was a scumbag, and the third mother and daughter were not good things, but she let her son mix with them.

Now that her son is escorted by her, when she is angry with her son, what will happen to her son?

Perhaps, forgetting is really not a bad thing, at least it can make her come to her senses and be able to deal with her relationship with her son more rationally.

After thinking about it and thinking about it for a while, Mr. Tie finally made up his mind-

"Ms. Gu, please help me!"

"As long as you can help me, you can say what you need me to do!"

Gu Qingcheng smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll help you!"

"I don't need you to do anything for me, though."

Gu Qingcheng is indifferent and noble, like a god standing in the clouds.

She helped Mr. Tie, just out of God's identity, showing compassion to believers.

In the face of such a Gu Qingcheng, Mr. Tie didn't feel that she was pretending to be forced at all.

I won't think that she wants to capture the past and retreat as advance.

This is the real God.

It's not just that there are no desires, but it's also that God is strong enough that he doesn't need the help of believers at all.

"Ms. Gu, thank you!"

Standing up, Mr. Tie respectfully bowed and saluted towards Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng waved his hand, motioned for Mr. Tie to sit back in place, and then picked up the silver needle.

Hiding in the depths of the sea to watch a play and eat melons, he couldn't help but pout: Tsk, Your Majesty has learned to play tricks.

Return the silver needle!

You can do it with just a flick of your fingers, okay?!

Gu Qingcheng didn't have time to take care of the troubled water, she mobilized her divine power, and a trace of energy that could not be seen by the naked eye, with the piercing of the silver needle, entered the body of Tie Zong.

Then, some of Tie Zong's feelings were withdrawn.

Just like in the past, when Gu Tingcheng was still an executor, every time she finished the task, the system would strip her of her emotions about the previous world.

If you are too deep in the play, it is easy to have a nervous breakdown.

Gu Qingcheng is now a main god-level existence, and she can easily withdraw the emotions of NPCs.

After such an operation, Mr. Tie still remembers his identity, as well as his son, ex-husband, mistress, and all the grievances and entanglements with these people.

But only

I don't have that kind of deep feelings.

She's like a reader, reading a book, in it, there is a character (cannon fodder?) It just so happens to have the same name as himself!

"That's it!"

After Gu Qingcheng finished the operation, he took off the silver needle.

Mr. Tie opened her eyes, and there was no longer that kind of sadness that seemed to be indissolvable.

The lingering depression around him also dissipated instantly.

Mr. Tie: ...... Who am I! Where am I? What am I doing?

After a while, Mr. Tie seemed to remember the story -

The aggrieved cannon fodder named Mr. Tie, who couldn't stand the unconscionable son of barbecued pork, found this Ms. Gu, who had travel experience and was proficient in acupuncture, for help.

「…… Thank you, Ms. Gu!"

thanked him again, but he lost the abundance of feelings just now.

At this moment, Mr. Tie is more like the tough-armed iron lady familiar to everyone in the business world.

Calm down!

Sagacious!

Rational to the point of being almost impersonal.

The former weakness, the former grievance, are all gone.

"And even if you don't need to, I'll repay you!"

Now I don't know what needs this Ms. Gu has, don't be afraid, she will investigate.

As long as you put your mind to it, you can always hear it, and then give back to the other party.

Mr. Tie is not a good person who helps others, but he is not a white-eyed wolf who does not know how to be grateful.

If someone helps her, she will repay.

But if someone hurts her, she won't be beaten passively.

Gu Qingcheng bowed slightly, "You are free!"

Just be happy!

Gu Tingcheng made a move, although he had a good heart and God's love for the world, but he also had a certain plan.

Even if it is the king in the wishing pool, before making a wish, don't you need to put in some coins first?

God, too, needs incense offerings!

Mr. Tie also nodded, and stood up conveniently.

She is resolute, she is decisive in killing.

As soon as I walked out of the pavilion, I took out my mobile phone.

"Assistant Zhao? It's me! Stop all of Zhuo Tong's cards!"

Zhuo Tong is the name of Mr. Tie's son.

"Notify the legal department of the group to file a lawsuit against Zhuo Mingxuan, the cause of action: illegal occupation of huge assets."

Zhuo Mingxuan is Mr. Tie's scumbag ex-husband.

The villa where Zhuo Mingxuan lives now and the sports car he drives were all given to his son by Mr. Tie.

And the son of barbecued pork, who borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, lent it to his scumbag father and future father-in-law.

Mr. Tie must be glad that although these things were given to his son, they were recorded in his name.

That way, she can now file a lawsuit and pursue her recovery.

Otherwise...... Don't be afraid, in the past, Zhuo Mingxuan's family would succeed, but it was just Mr. Tie's "rat trap".

Now, the best porcelain has become a worthless mud embryo, and iron always has a way.

can go from a salesman to the CEO of a 10 billion group, Mr. Tie is not a Bodhisattva who eats fasting and recites Buddha.

Many gray means, Tie is always very good at it.

If Zhuo Mingxuan knows the current affairs and moves happily and returns things, this matter will end here.

If he doesn't know how to be interesting and dares to play tricks, then he really can't blame Mr. Tie for calculating the old accounts and new accounts together, and "repay" his ex-husband's brother.

「…… Yes!"

On the other end of the phone, hearing these instructions from Mr. Tie, Assistant Zhao was familiar and unfamiliar.

What is familiar is that when working, Tie is always so neat.

What is unfamiliar is that the content of Mr. Tie's orders seems to have nothing to do with work.

This is all Mr. Tie's housework.

And Mr. Tie, who has always been wise and calm, is so powerless and helpless every time he deals with housework.

Sometimes, I endured it too much, and even Assistant Zhao and other subordinates were a little overwhelmed.

In private, the subordinates even secretly complained-

"Mr. Tie is wise and wise, why did he give birth to such a stupid son as Mr. Xiao Zhuo?"

"What stupid? Clearly is bad!"

"Distressed cheating scumbag? Falling in love with the daughter of a junior? Still resentful of his own mother who raised him and gave him a fight?"

"Tsk, that is, there will be such a brain-dead plot in ancient romance texts."

"Yes! It's the same as 'you just lost a leg, but what she lost was love'."

「…… Giving birth to barbecued pork is better than giving birth to a son like Xiao Zhuo!"

The subordinates spurned the scumbag junior and the char siu son, and also sympathized with Mr. Tie.

Now, when he suddenly heard Mr. Tie, who was forbearant and retreating, finally stood up, Assistant Zhao felt a little unreal.

"Mr. Tie, do you really want to stop Mr. Xiao Zhuo's card? And file a lawsuit against Zhuo Mingxuan?"

Assistant Zhao couldn't hold back in the end, and confirmed it very unprofessionally.

「……」

Iron was silent for a few seconds.

Assistant Zhao: ...... I knew that Mr. Tie regretted it!

Alas, the poor iron lady of the iron lady of the iron generation was still planted on the body of the son of the barbecued pork.

Just when Assistant Zhao was sighing secretly, he heard Mr. Tie's calm and strong voice: "Mr. Xiao Zhuo? There is no Mr. Xiao Zhuo!"

"Assistant Zhao, pass it on, and from today onwards, Zhuo Tong will be relieved of all duties."

A fool who can't even see the true face of a scumbag dad and a junior, an airborne gentleman, is not qualified to serve in her group, let alone be a general manager!