Quickly pass through the troubled water: blackened by the scumbag and sick male protagonist Chapter 277 The Prime Minister’s Little Jiaojiao is a Black Heart Lotus 60
Chapter 277 The Prime Minister’s Little Jiaojiao is a Black Heart Lotus 60
Chapter 277 The Prime Minister’s little Jiaojiao is a black-hearted lotus (60)
Zhao Xuanlang snorted coldly: "Jiang Hao, you are so brave. Have you not eaten enough in prison? How dare you come here to make trouble?"
Jiang Hao's face turned pale, and he gritted his molar teeth and said, "It was the gatekeeper who insulted others first. The common people just wanted to teach him a lesson."
"Then I wonder how Mr. Jiang is going to teach him a lesson? Have you ever taken the laws of Tianyuan Kingdom seriously?" Gu Mo said coldly.
Jiang Hao, who kicked the iron plate, could only secretly cry out that he was unlucky.
You should read the almanac when you go out today!
But hasn't Gu Mo always been the most self-restrained and polite person? Why would he follow King Qiyang to such a place of pleasure?
Although he had doubts in his heart, Jiang Hao did not dare to argue with him head-on, so he had no choice but to leave in anger.
When he turned into the end of the street, he did not forget to look back at the towering glazed tiles:
"Oh, so what if you can't get in? I have plenty of ways to get you out!"
It’s time to use the second method mentioned by the second sister!
…
After Jiang Hao left, Zhao Xuanlang couldn't wait to hand the invitation to the guard at the door.
While waiting for the guards to check, he looked back at Gu Mo:
"Jing Xing, you should have come here with me earlier. Let me tell you, this building is really completely different from other places. I can't wait to live here!"
Gu Mo remained silent, with traces of worry and irritability flashing across his eyes.
For more than three months, he has been sending people to investigate Bai Wu's whereabouts.
But even if he uses everyone under his command, he can't find any trace of her.
Gu Mo understood that she did this on purpose.
But because of this, he was even more panicked and scared.
Afraid of never seeing her again.
In the past three months, he has been going to Jinshui Tower every day.
But there was no one there.
His heart also became empty.
He who never dreamed before now has nightmares almost every night.
Dreaming about that dark and boundless abyss.
He dreamed that she was struggling on the edge of the abyss, and he could only stand aside and watch her being swallowed by the abyss.
That feeling of powerlessness was about to drain away all his sanity.
Seeing his dazed expression, Zhao Xuanlang couldn't help but frown and shake him:
"What's going on with you lately?"
Gu Mo waved his hand and pressed his sore temples:
"It's okay, I just didn't get enough rest."
Seeing that he kept silent, Zhao Xuanlang had no choice but to keep quiet.
He also knew about Bai Wu's departure.
Father, like son.
Gu Mo's absent-mindedness these days was all seen by him.
He also tried to ask him in a roundabout way "if he has fallen in love with Bai Wu".
But what he got was a long silence, and then the answer was "She is the orphan of my mentor."
Zhao Xuanlang could only sigh helplessly.
Thinking about it, other than Gu Mo waking up on his own, no one else could do anything to help him.
But it is really difficult for such an upright person to wake up on his own!
His thoughts returned to the present, and Zhao Xuanlang was led by the waiter to the wing on the fifth floor.
The scenery here is the most unique.
You can not only overlook the bustling city of Beijing, but also look up at the beauty and magnificence of the sky.
He prefers this place to the top floor above the sky, where countless nobles are obsessed with it.
Zhao Xuanlang sent the others away, poured a cup of the finest Yuqian Longjing himself and handed it to Gu Mo, and joked:
"By the way, why did you suddenly offer to come here to visit? You didn't go to the poetry gathering at the beginning of spring, so why are you interested in this luxurious place of wine and meat that rich people like?"
Gu Mo held the glass cup, lowered his eyes, and asked calmly:
