Sure enough, as Gong Yurui expected, in an instant, he clearly heard the sound of his father, Gong Boyi, tapping the ground heavily with his cane on the other end of the phone.
Gong Yurui could clearly feel the burning anger of his father, Gong Boyi.
"How dare a little Lan Ke'er threaten our Gong family?" Gong Boyi's nose was smoking, and he was angrily walking around the living room with the phone in his hand, his heart burning with anger, "I want to make Lan Ke'er
I know that threatening our Gong family will cost us a heavy price!"
At this moment, Gong Boyi understood what it meant to truly lure a wolf into the house. His momentary soft-heartedness not only cost his son's life but also the Gong family's family business. All these tragedies started when Lan Keer married into their Gong family.
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"Dad, what should we do?" Gong Yurui pursed his lips and asked.
"I want Lan Xingchen's life!" After Gong Yurui said this, Gong Boyi's old lips were as cold as ice as he spat out these words.
"Dad, let's get cold first..."
Calmly, "Jing", before Gong Yurui could say it, Gong Boyi had already coldly interrupted his son.
His son was killed, but he was threatened by others. He, Gong Boyi, had never been so cowardly. If he couldn't catch Lan Keer, he would use Lan Xingchen to pay tribute to his biological son.
"Sean didn't kill her last night, but tonight, Lan Xingchen must die!" With a snap, Gong Boyi hung up the phone angrily, and then made another call.
Gong Yurui tightly held the beeping mobile phone and frowned.
Last night, it was Gong Boyi's intention that he rewarded Lan Xingchen to Sean. He also deliberately let A Ming go to save Lan Xingchen. However, all this went against his plan. Thinking of Lan Xingchen last night,
Xingchen was tortured to the point where he only had half his life left. Gong Yurui's eyes flashed with darkness, and he threw the phone on the table, and then walked towards the wedding room last night, wanting to see Lan Xingchen.
Following Gong Boyi for so many years, he has almost figured out Gong Boyi's temperament. Gong Boyi said that Lan Xingchen must die tonight, and tonight, Lan Xingchen will definitely be doomed...
Wedding room for newlyweds.
The joy in the house is still there, but it is strange and empty, and the room is full of cold joy.
Lan Xingchen lay quietly on the bed and slept lightly. Due to excessive blood loss, her little head was dizzy. Thinking of A Ming's death and all the scenes last night, Lan Xingchen didn't want to sleep anymore, so she had to lie quietly all the time.
Licking the open wounds alone on the bed.
Gong Yurui walked slowly to the bed. Lan Xingchen, who was keen, noticed someone. He suddenly moved up from the bed, hugged the thick quilt and shrank to the head of the bed. He shouted in shock, "Who?"
Gong Yurui came to a stop in front of Lan Xingchen's bed and said two words indifferently, "It's me."
Gong Yurui?
Lan Xingchen was slightly startled, perhaps because the smell of injured blood was so strong that she didn't smell his scent or recognize him.
"What's the matter?" Lan Xingchen pursed his lips, his pale face cold and cold, unable to suppress the hatred in his heart.
He leaned over and leaned against the bedside wall with his hands, his whole tall body encircling the petite Lan Xingchen in his arms, and asked, "You can't go back to this young master's new house if you have nothing to do, okay?"
Gong Yurui was very close, and the unique and mellow male scent hit his nostrils. Lan Xingchen's body trembled slightly as he leaned against the bedside and had nowhere to hide. He was particularly unaccustomed to close contact with a man he was not familiar with.
ps:╭(╯3╰)╮I don’t like collecting children~~Motivation~~Qianqian is almost out of motivation~~