Kiss My Dear Wife - Chapter 231

Gu luanqing didn’t feel humiliated and aggrieved, but she panicked at the thought that her words had no foundation.

In case of betraying her to Chaojue, what should she do?

There is no time for her to think about these things. Gu luanqing leaves the ward quickly. She opens the door in a hurry and runs into the housekeeper.

Fortunately, the housekeeper’s body was still steady, and he resisted her head. He laughed very gently, “Miss Gu luanqing, please walk carefully, or you will be hurt easily.”

“I’m really sorry.”

Gu luanqing looked up and realized later that the man standing in front of her was the housekeeper, who was with the old man. Now she was in tears, and she was in the enemy’s sight.

But the housekeeper was more surprised than making fun of her. He frowned, “Miss Gu luanqing, this is…”

“It’s nothing. It’s just my fault.” Gu luanqing understated, she bowed her head, bypassed the housekeeper and strode away.

The housekeeper looked at her back when she left. Her loose clothes made her figure even thinner. The blue and white stripes made her face even paler. She had long hair and countless tears. Her eyes were still red and swollen.

Gu luanqing looks like a spoiled woman, but she looks like a woman abandoned by a man.

What’s more, isn’t she still pregnant

The housekeeper could not help sympathizing, but he knew that all this was in vain. He could not shake Xiang Defeng’s idea. The only thing he could do was Xiang Chaojue.

“What’s the pestle doing there?” He called the old man in the room. The housekeeper came back and quickly stepped into the room and closed the door.

“Why did Miss Gu luanqing cry?” The housekeeper is still curious. He seldom talks so much at ordinary times. It’s just that Gu luanqing is so pitiful and makes him feel compassion.

Looking at the ceiling to the old man, arrogant, whether young or old, he is so arrogant, never changed, but more and more stubborn.

He snorted coldly, “it’s her fault.”

It seems that the conversation between Gu luanqing and Xiang Laozi was not smooth, but it had a negative effect.

The housekeeper went to the bed to help him adjust the height of the pillow, and then helped him sit up.

When the housekeeper turned on the light, the room suddenly lit up. He stood upright and opened a thermos bottle on the bedside table. It was ginseng chicken soup.

It is supposed to be Gu luanqing’s friend who specially cooks the tonic Soup for Gu luanqing’s body, but she brings the soup here. She doesn’t even know it to the old man. She glances at the thermos and asks, “what’s the matter with that thermos? I don’t remember when it was

“It should have been brought by Miss Gu luanqing. I tasted it, and it tasted good. There was nothing wrong with it. Can I serve you a bowl?” The housekeeper asked patiently.

To the old man is still the attitude of disdain, there is no sign of softening, “no need, she brought that kind of thing, how also don’t say a word.” So he can throw out the thermos right away, even though he may not have the strength.

The housekeeper chuckled and gave him a bowl. He sat down and fed him spoonful by spoonful. His action was very careful. It was obvious that he had taken care of him for many years before he had a tacit understanding.

“If I had told you in advance, you would not have taken it.”

“No matter what that woman does, I won’t shake my mind.” It can be said that the mountain can not be shaken to be stubborn to the old man.

His deep hatred for Gu luanqing is not only due to his family background, but also related to the honor and disgrace of his family and the disputes with their previous generation

When the housekeeper saw that he was willing to drink the ginseng chicken soup, he thought that he was finally willing to let go, so he boldly asked him, “in fact, this child has a good nature, and should not be like her mother…”

“You said it should be. Who knows if she will be as fickle as her mother.” When he finished, he found that the center of his topic had been deviated, and he quickly pulled it back. “Besides, what I care about is whether she will inherit her mother’s genes? You’ve been with me for so many years, you should know more about what I care about! ”

Only a few people know what the car accident destroyed more than ten years ago.

Even Xiang Chaojue, the only son of his eldest son, didn’t know the truth. He was trapped in the lies made up by his elders and struggled painfully. He never came out.

If let him know the more cruel truth, he is afraid to collapse again.

Therefore, Xiang Laozi has made up his mind to bring the secret into the coffin. He will never let go until he has to. At the same time, he will not let Gu luanqing, the descendant of that woman, enter the family.

This bad relationship can’t continue.

Since he said that to de Feng Du, the housekeeper couldn’t say anything more. He nodded and said, “I see. I’m sorry for the rude words. Please forgive me.”

“Nothing. Don’t let me think of that kind of thing again. When I think about it, I feel sick. Gu luanqing, the woman, is also a criminal with her blood flowing.” Looking at the ceiling to the old man, his dark eyes, there is a persistent flame burning.

The housekeeper sighed silently. It seems that Gu luanqing and Xiang Chaojue have a long way to go.

……

It is said that since she accused Gu luanqing of being a third party last time, Song Wen has greatly reduced her business activities and tried her best not to appear in front of the public.

In fact, the impact of that incident on her was not negative. The company encouraged her to take this opportunity to appear in front of the public, but she just didn’t want to. As a result, the company had to change its strategy and describe her as a low-key female star.

The company’s marketing is very successful, so Song Wen has a big fire on the Internet, and her fans all hold grievances for her, and the comments begin to accuse Gu luanqing.

However, this is no longer important. Gu luanqing doesn’t care at all. She turns a blind eye to public opinion.

When she is ready to make a big scene, it only results in this degree of damage, and Yan shuangrao, who jumps out of nowhere, grabs the limelight. Song Wen is naturally uncomfortable, and she can’t give up.

At the moment, she just wants to take a break before planning.

But it scared the parents who coaxed her as a baby. After Song Wen stayed at home for a week, Mrs. song finally couldn’t help talking to her one afternoon for afternoon tea on the balcony of the study upstairs.

“Wenwen, what’s the matter with you? I don’t work, I don’t go out to play, and I don’t look for Chao Jue, which makes my mother worried… “Mrs. song sighed and looked at her anxiously.

Song Wen sipped a sip of black tea from a cup with a central European style picture of thorns and roses in Phnom Penh. She slowly responded to her mother, “don’t you like me staying at home with you?”

This frightened Mrs. song. She shook her head like a rattle and denied, “of course not. You don’t know how happy mom is, but mom is worried about you.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m very normal. It’s just that there have been so many things recently. Now I want to have a rest and organize my thoughts.” Song Wen smile, a calm face.

“I see…” Mrs. song finally calmed down.

“Besides, the reason why I don’t go to find Xiang Chaojue is not because I don’t want to. I can’t find him now, I don’t answer the phone, and I’m not in the company to find him.” Song Wen reluctantly shows her hand, and she wants to tell Chaojue not to hide herself.

Mrs. song suddenly realized, “the news that he and his second uncle are fighting for the real power of the group has always occupied the headlines. Maybe they are busy with these things.”

Song Wen didn’t hear things outside the window recently. She was surprised when she knew about them. “I just said how Xiang Chaojue disappeared so long for no reason. She was really busy.”

“Yes, I heard that I was working on a transnational project recently. Almost all of them are abroad.”

Song Wen curled her lips, thinking that even if she knew where Xiang Chaojue was, it was useless. He was so busy now. If she went abroad to find him now, she would be hated by him. It’s better to wait here and wait for him to triumph.

Why does she have to wait for the hare?!

Song Wen is sad to think that she has put her figure so low. She grits her teeth and says something that she is not reconciled to. “Hateful, but Gu luanqing is such a good woman. She can still follow him and serve him.”

Mrs. song didn’t know who Gu luanqing was, but the name sounded familiar.

She suddenly remembered, “ah, what you said about Gu luanqing, is it the third party you said about your relationship with Xiang Chaojue last time?”

“That’s her, that bitch.” Song Wen has taken her lies as true. In her opinion, she never broke up with Xiang Chaojue, but she went out to relax during her love affair.

Mrs. song has always felt guilty for obstructing their love affair in those years. Now she is naturally racking her brains to offer advice for her daughter. “Wenwen, don’t be angry. Gu luanqing is still in China. A friend of mine saw her in the hospital two days ago. She can’t be abroad. Can I just say that this name sounds familiar…”

Song Wen pick eyebrows, look better, her mouth will also be raised, “is it? It’s strange that she didn’t follow

In fact, how happy she was, in this way, she and Gu luanqing would be fair.

Mrs. song gave her advice, “do you want me to book a ticket for you? Now go to find Xiang Chaojue, so that he can feel your love after work.”

“I’m not going. You don’t know Xiang Chaojue very well. He hates being disturbed when he works. I’m going to hit the muzzle of a gun at this time.” Song Wen stressed again, it seems that she did not waver.

Mrs. song thinks that Xiang Chaojue is still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital. If her daughter can please her elders during this period, Xiang Chaojue will also associate with her daughter under the pressure of her elders.

She told Song Wen the idea, “don’t miss such a good opportunity. You go to the hospital several times to make sure you accept him.”

Song Wen felt that her mother was right. She took a sip of tea and nodded her head. “I know. I’ll go there tomorrow.”

“Come on ~”