Just when he opened his eyes, before he could react, he was held tightly by someone, and he heard the voice of surprise chattering in his ear, "Jiangbei, Jiangbei, you finally woke up. I missed my mother so much these days."
Where have you been during the New Year? Have you endured hardship? Why don’t you call your mother?——"
Gu Jiangbei didn't move for a while, then moved impatiently, and said impatiently: "Mom, you hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe. Who told you so much about my return? Is it Gu?
That bastard boy from Jiangnan!?"
"No, he's not your brother." After hearing what her son said, Mrs. Gu immediately let go of her son, but still didn't walk away. She looked at her eldest son with such joy. She hadn't seen him in more than three years, and he was still as handsome as ever.
He is exactly the same as his father. Compared to ancient Jiangnan, this son is more muscular and masculine.
"Really?" Gu Jiangbei sat up from the sofa, stretched his legs and feet, and said casually, "Then who is so talkative? It can't be An Youruo, right?"
"It's Xiaojing, oh, it's your brother's girlfriend, Qin Jing." Mrs. Gu said gently, reaching out to touch her son's hair.
"Don't touch my head." Gu Jiangbei said impatiently, "You have lost your luck. Don't mention that woman. She really needs discipline. Why is she so quick to talk? By the way, go to that hateful woman An Youruo.
Where are you? Are you back?"
"She's out." Mrs. Gu was stunned. She didn't expect that her eldest son would first ask An Youruo if that hateful little vixen had started playing the same tricks again and seduced her two sons at the same time, making them two brothers.
Turn against each other?
"Get out?" Gu Jiangbei was stunned and frowned.
"I was picked up by An Yongye early in the morning." A calm voice sounded from the sofa opposite. He was slightly hoarse. He hadn't slept all night, and Gu Jiangnan didn't look very good.
"Does she want you two brothers to fight to the death for her again?!" Mrs. Gu's face immediately became a little angry. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "Her mother He Qingwan is not a decent person. If it weren't for
She became a mistress and got in between An Tongze and Yue Lingjue. Lingjue would not have died of illness so early. Humph, what kind of mother gives birth to what kind of daughter? I have already agreed, you brothers
Whatever kind of woman the two of them want, given the status and power of our Gu family, they can do it, but it can’t be her!"
"She is not a mistress, she is the one being married by my matchmaker." Gu Jiangnan said impatiently, "Besides, what she is like has nothing to do with her origin. Well, Mom, don't worry about her."
"Yes, in this regard, we two brothers have similar visions." Gu Jiangbei smiled coldly and said slowly, "Now I prefer people who seduce my younger brother. My younger brother is the best among men. What does he like?
Is there any difference? I don't mind picking up the rest."
Gu Jiangnan's face changed slightly, his chest heaved a little, but he didn't speak.
"Jiangbei, what kind of woman is not allowed? Why does it have to be her?" The old lady said in confusion, "Based on your appearance and family background, what kind of woman can't be obtained? A woman who is in ruins, you want her."
What are you doing?! If she marries into our Gu family, your brother will treat her like a transparent person. You should find someone who is a good match."
"Mom, please stop meddling in my affairs!" Gu Jiangbei said impatiently, "I am free to do whatever I like. I hate others arranging my affairs. By the way, where is An's phone number? I want An Youruo to get out immediately.
Come back and dare to leave without my permission, who does she think she is?!"
Gu Jiangnan was silent, sitting quietly on the sofa, watching his mother write An's phone number to Gu Jiangbei with a look of embarrassment, and then watching him take the phone from the side table and dial the number indifferently.
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An Yongye drove the car and opened the window to let in the wind from outside.
"An Youruo, are you really amnesiac or are you faking it? I am extremely doubtful about Tian Haisheng's diagnosis of you. That guy is your subordinate. He treats you more carefully than he cares for your ancestors. Don't you think so?
Are you planning to trick us all?" An Yongye looked suspiciously through the rearview mirror at An Youruo, who was sitting in the back and slowly drinking hot coffee.
"Am I as smart as you think?" An Youruo smiled disapprovingly, "Your taste is just average. You only drink this kind of instant coffee, and it's from a convenience store. You're not really too busy to even have breakfast.
You don’t even have time?”
"Don't interrupt!" An Yongye said angrily, "Don't drink if you can! I also tell you, I did it on purpose. You used to be a eldest lady who didn't want luxury or enjoyment. You were very demanding about food and drink. You weren't just pretending.
Amnesia? Okay, let me see if you have real amnesia or fake amnesia. From now on, An Youruo, be mentally prepared. If you didn't like it before, I will let you try it all now."
An Youruo smiled indifferently, showed his teeth, and smiled innocently, and said slowly: "Okay, anyway, I have lost my memory now, and those past things cannot suppress me. Although this coffee does not taste good, it doesn't taste good either.
It's acceptable to drink to death."
An Yongye looked at the half-true and half-false expression on An Youruo's face, frowned, and said impatiently: "Okay, An Youruo, just pretend, you will be home in a while, let's see how you explain it to dad!
"
While talking, the car drove into a courtyard that was completely unfamiliar to An Youruo. Entering this courtyard, she suddenly understood why she liked those tall and exquisite plant sculptures before she lost her memory. Here is a soaring dragon.
, surrounding a pool with spring water, heads held high, showing undisguised domineering.
She smiled slightly, and had a feeling that her father might not be an easy person to deal with. She had seen her at the family banquet that day, and he spoke indifferently. It seemed that she had some kind of deal with him. It was strange, wasn't it? It was obvious.
Knowing that Gu Jiangnan hated him so much, why did he insist on agreeing to his father to take a territory from him that he might not be willing to hand over at all.
One, I heard from An Yongye, is a site that Gu Jiangnan intends to develop himself.
Entering the living room, there is an oppressive aura. The pure Chinese-style furniture is very large and square. It should be made of mahogany. It is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and is purely handmade. At first glance, it is worth a lot of money.
"Back." A steady voice suddenly sounded.
The sound was not loud, but it was a bit abrupt. An Youruo was startled and immediately turned around to look.
An Tongze was standing there wearing Chinese clothes. His slightly fat body concealed a domineering look in the Chinese clothes. It seemed that he wanted to get everything and look at the world to be satisfied.