Chapter 125 I'll call the police on you for domestic violence!
Gu Zhici never expected that someone would be so crazy and dare to shake his fist like a gangster in front of all the guests.
Sure enough, some people seem to be pretending to be like a snowy Xifu Begonia, but in fact they are sinister and arrogant at heart, which is fully exposed when they wear the clothes of an attendant.
Gu Zhici turned his head slightly and avoided it skillfully.
Just as he was about to fight back, he saw Yan Yan holding his hand tightly.
Mian was like a frightened little rabbit, with a nervous face and even a slight blush on his face. Her slender body shrank behind him, and her hands held his hand tightly as if seeking comfort.
Such total dependence, as if Gu Zhici was a bastard who broke up people's beautiful marriages.
Gu Zhici's heart began to sink slowly.
He might really be late.
An uncontrollable feeling surged randomly in his heart, making him feel uncomfortable.
Now that Wen Xiling is here, she has no intention of leaving. She is very happy to see him. She is very obsessive about charging now. She just wants to see that she is fully charged. If the battery drops slightly, she feels uncomfortable.
The seat was wide and she was slender, so she simply pulled Wen Xiling and sat beside her.
The two of them were sitting on the same chair, and no matter how wide it was, they had to be close together. She could faintly hear his soft sigh as if he was succeeding, and even saw his eyes as he handed it to Gu Zhici, as if he was demonstrating...
Ah, I have auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations, the charger is as beautiful as a little angel, no matter what else, charging is the most important thing!
She leaned against the charger shyly and cautiously, feeling the warmth beside her. The only uncomfortable thing was Gu Zhici's inexplicable murderous gaze.
I'm starting to hate him a little bit.
The person who suddenly jumped out was confused and wanted to buy her expensive things. I wonder if she has a charger!
Wen Xiling's fingers played with Bashful's long black hair. On the red carpet, the people displaying jewelry were still going on. She looked at them with bashful relish, but a black card fell from the palm of her hand.
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"Buy whichever one you like. If you like them all, buy them all." Wen Xiling said in her ear.
Blinking shyly, "It's very expensive."
"It's okay, Chen's Group's profits during this period are enough for you."
When Wen Xiling said this, he was so shy that he really didn't want to be polite!
Mother Chen treated her like that, made her an orphan, and hit her. She should spend some money to spend some money!
No girl can resist such beautiful jewelry. She shyly touches her fingers, dots, dots...
I bought hundreds of millions of things.
The people in the back row were stunned, especially when they saw Gu Zhici, the always aloof and reclusive CEO, rushing to pay the bill, but was pushed and staggered by a man wearing an attendant's clothes...
Everyone's jaw dropped!
Ms. Lin Mian is so awesome!
At home, Mr. Wen was sick, so he went to a big show and hooked up with Mr. Gu, accompanied by a little puppy waiter.
She must be the female Sea King!
Gu Mingzhu felt a sea of sadness in her heart when she looked at the shy and elegant man standing next to her brother and the brand design concept designer.
Why!
She is a senior fast-traveling mission, and the little princess of the Gu family who originally had all the glory in her body is not as good as a cowardly vegetable!!!
Yes, Gu Mingzhu was once a fast traveler. After completing the mission of the small world, she chose to retire in this world.
When you go out, you choose your own identity.
Eighteen years ago, she passed away and became the little princess of the Gu Group. She had a smooth journey and a wonderful life, but...
Everything has changed since I was shy and rejoiced!
She is no longer the apple of her family's eye, she is no longer the most noble little princess of a wealthy family in the North City, and it is now difficult for her to even marry someone!
What's her luck!
She could even feel that her luck was losing crazily.
It was as if the luck of being the heroine that she had snatched back through her own tricks was leaving her unknowingly.
No--
Can't!
Gu Mingzhu clenched her fist tightly, she is the most lucky child in the world!
With a sneer on her face, Gu Mingzhu walked gracefully to her brother, held her brother's arm proudly, and put on a decent smile on her face.
"Miss Xian has recovered from a serious illness. I am very happy to congratulate you. I heard that you were a well-known dancer in those days and were best at the Luo Shen dance. I wonder if we are honored to meet you?"
Gu Mingzhu stared at Xian shyly.
Looking at her eyelashes that were so nervous that they were shaking, she knew that she was stable.
She must not be able to dance.
She wants to make a fool of herself in front of so many people! Make her brother hate her!
She has already found someone to take all the photos of herself and the waiters. Tomorrow, she will take these photos to show to her brother Xiling!
She wants everyone to know her ugly face!
Looking shyly at Gu Mingzhu's aggressive eyes, he took a half step back.
She would suddenly lose power during every exam, and dancing would consume even more energy. How could she finish it?
Seeing the shy and withdrawn look, Gu Mingzhu became more and more aggressive. She sneered, her sharp voice carrying a contemptuous sneer,
"Isn't it a special admission for Jingwu University?"
"Isn't it the first place in the national dance competition?"
"Isn't it called the contemporary Little Luo Shen? What? We, the rich and famous family members in Beicheng, don't want to see you dance?"
Gu Zhici's face became much colder, and before he could speak, Huang Mao received the order and stood in front of Xian Xian,
"Of course, you just don't deserve it."
Huang Mao always spoke harshly, "Our shy lady is the wife of the heir to the Wen Group in Beicheng. Who are you to ask her to dance for you?"
"Stop talking about you, even if Mrs. Gu and old Mr. Gu are here, can they force the wife of the heir to the Wen family to perform a dance?"
Huang Mao's words may not sound good, but the truth is indeed this. Being shy now represents the Wen family, which is not what she, a woman who cares about the family, can instruct.
A banquet ended with Gu Mingzhu being grounded again and shyly bringing her favorite things while being held by Wen Xiling's hand.
The moonlight was particularly romantic, the luxury car was driving slowly behind, and the little girl lay obediently on Wen Xiling's back, charging the battery and walking home in a daze.
"I haven't even seen you dance." His voice sounded a little regretful. It would be difficult for the little girl to stand on the stage with her current body.
I woke up shyly, struggled and jumped off his back. The moonlight was like water, and a busker wandering on the street played the accordion.
The shadows of the sycamore trees danced, the piano played elegantly, and the little girl's slender shadow guided Wen Xiling's figure, dancing a romantic waltz to the extreme.
Her hand was held tightly by him, so there would be no shortage of power.