Gu Ruandong still tilted his head and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his thumb, his eyes dim and unclear.
Baosang: "Now it's my turn to settle accounts with you. This is what you owe me. My father passed away and you hid it from me. What's your purpose?"
After Gu Ruandong wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, he raised his head and looked at her: "What do you think?"
I always refuse to answer and throw the question back.
Chen Xinmin: "Uncle Bao was sent away by a few of us, and he left peacefully. You were inside at the time, and Mr. Gu didn't want to make you sad, so he hid it."
"Yes, Baosang. Uncle Bao's grave was also buried in a feng shui treasured place specially chosen by Mr. Gu. Tomorrow we will go up the mountain to see Uncle Bao. He will be very happy to know that you came out."
Several people acted as peacemakers and persuaded both sides. I wonder why the people who worked together in the past seemed to have turned against each other?
Gu Ruandong neither spoke nor looked at her again.
But Baosang still stared at him: "Gu Ruandong, don't think you can look back."
No one in this private room wants him to look back. Their interests are intertwined, and Gu Ruandong is the core knot. Once this knot is broken up, they will be scattered like sand.
Just blow it and it will fly away.
The private room was surprisingly quiet, except for Gu Ruandong's cell phone, which buzzed twice from time to time. He opened the screen and saw that the only person who would send him a message at this time was Lu Yaoyao.
"What time will my brother come home?"
"Have you been drinking? Do you want me to pick you up?"
The girl was trying to urge him to go home. After a few seconds, she explained again.
: "You are busy with your business. I just miss you a little. I asked you what time you will go home. I don't mean to rush you."
This is clearly urging him.
The smile on Gu Ruandong's lips was a real smile this time. As if no one else was around, he took his cell phone and replied: Go home right away.
After replying, he got up and treated the people in the room as nothing. Before leaving the house, he told Chen Xinmin: "You guys go to see Uncle Bao and bring me a bouquet of flowers."
He himself was not planning to go.
Is it really impossible to look back?
How could he not be able to look back? There was someone waiting for him at home.
I drove all the way back, probably because I was too absorbed in thinking about things. When I got home, I caught the running figure and completely forgot about the injury on the corner of my lip.
The corner of his lip was cracked after being hit by Baosang's teacup, and there should be some bruises next to it.
She lowered her head to kiss her out of habit, but was suddenly pushed away by her. She pointed at the corner of his lips.
"A fight?"
His tone was normal, not too surprised, but there was some distress in his eyes.
"Yeah." He didn't hide it.
"Wow, how old are you and are you still fighting with others?" She scolded her for a moment without asking why or who she was fighting with.
After finishing the scolding, he asked Cuiping to get the medicine box.
"No, it's okay." He pulled her. How could this be considered an injury? With the time to apply the medicine, he would rather hug her more.
But she took the medicine box from Cuiping, pressed him on the sofa, and started looking for medicine and cotton swabs seriously.