In the night with heavy rain, Gu Jianyan’s spine is quite slender and straight, in this loud rain curtain, which monosyllable ‘NO’ is repeated over and over again. She shouldn’t marry Shen Muchen, she shouldn’t be the payer who was pushed out by the Gu family!
“Small words, after all, Shen Muran’s death has a direct relationship with our Gu family. Shen Muchen said that as long as you decide to marry him, he will consider not to hold our family accountable.” Under the black umbrella, silver-haired Gu Zhenglong took a rigid Face, with slightly raised lips, talked with her patiently for the first time.
Gu Jianyan’s tightly clasped lips made a gap and laughed mockingly: “I don’t believe that … my brother will do such a thing, so I won’t marry Shen Muchen, and I won’t go for that one Life is to pay the debt! “
My brother likes Shen Muran so much, how could she kill her? Maybe these words are ridiculous to others, but she firmly believes that her brother is innocent!
The pouring rain disrupted her long hair, and the thin cloth on her body wrapped tightly around her skinny body, and the cold rain fell into the blood.
However, she just didn’t bow her head, she was full of arrogance like her, and even then she didn’t ask for mercy.
“You can’t marry him or not, he will pick you up to the Shen family tomorrow. Gu family, don’t come back easily later.”
After Gu Zhenglong said, he entered the villa. Only Gu Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, remained in Nuo’s Gu family villa area.
Gu Jian desperately forbearance, trying to defend the last remaining temperature of this home.
Since she remembered, her existence about this dad has been vague, as if she would see him only on his brother’s birthday.
Her presence may be to him … optional or even superfluous.
“Yes, you get up, why is your child so embarrassed, how can you say soft words?” Yang Mei put on a dress for her, and the tears in her eyes kept rolling down.
Gu Jian said she was trembling with a cold body, but her heart was as warm as summer. Fortunately, there were people in this family who would feel bad for her.
Gu Jian said his legs were numb, and he limped and leaned on Yang Mei to enter the villa.
Gu Zhenglong sat on the sofa and looked at the newspaper. He was cold to Gu Jianyan’s embarrassment, as if Gu Jianyan, whose face was pale at the moment, was just a humble cat, cat, and dog.
Gu Jian couldn’t help sneering, Dad, this is her dad!
Might as well treat this stepmother who has nothing to do with her!
“Shen Muchen, I will marry. But I have a condition.” Gu Jianyan sat on the sofa opposite him, clenching his teeth to prevent the wet body from shaking.
Gu Zhenglong got into the newspaper and raised his eyebrows with interest: “Don’t delusion about those things that shouldn’t belong to you, the Gu family will give you something to wear for you. I have nothing wrong with Gu Zhenglong.”
Gu Jianyan hung his head silently and sneered silently, and his long fingers grasped the shawl that Yang Meipi gave her. His heartlessness was cruel. She had been taught when her mother died ten days ago, but at this moment her heart was still Can’t help but twist.
It’s not that it hurts, anyway, it was the tear glands that blocked her, and she was shaking.
“Don’t worry, I won’t take a needle from the Gu family. I just want to get back the only one belonging to this family, my mother’s ashes.”
Gu Zhenglong frowned inexplicably, “click” and wiped a match, burning some pictures of him and his mother in the iron basin.
Seems to appreciate her knowledge of current affairs, smiled slightly: “I promise you.”
Yang Mei froze and looked at Gu Jianyan subconsciously. These estimates are her last things worth remembering, right?
Gu Jianyan rubbed Yang Mei’s hand, told her with eyes, ‘I’m fine,’ and then shrugged pretendingly: “Then I’ll go to rest first, and Dad will go to bed earlier.”
