In front of others, Mu Yunhan is actually not a person who likes to show his emotions.
It was so sticky today, and Gu Fenglin also noticed the difference.
When it was late at night and he responded with doubled enthusiasm, he held her in his arms and asked: "What are you planning?"
Mu Yunhan definitely couldn't tell him what she had done that day, so she yawned: "It's nothing, I just want these people to know that you are hurt by someone, and you are my baby bump."
Mrs. Gu hides herself too deeply.
It's really not a good feeling to know that the other party is guilty of a heinous crime, but there is no real evidence, and because the other party has so many supporters, it's difficult to deal with it casually.
Therefore, she decided to force Mrs. Gu hard and let her take action quickly.
"Nasty." Gu Fenglin expressed disdain, but the corners of his lips could not help but rise.
Mu Yunhan turned over, hugged his waist tightly, closed his eyes: "Go to sleep, go to sleep."
She was really tired and fell asleep after a while.
Gu Fenglin carefully smoothed her hair and tied it with a ribbon before sleeping peacefully next to her.
He didn't want to find out what she was doing.
The tacit understanding and trust formed over the years allow him to sleep peacefully and do his own thing with peace of mind.
Just like Mu Yunhan didn't chase him to find out everything, but just did what she should do with peace of mind.
This is interdependence and mutual dependence.
They are each other's strong backing, as well as each other's warm and reliable support.
The night breeze is cool.
Mrs. Gu looked in the mirror and applied ointment on her face expressionlessly.
The few times Mr. Gu beat her were quite severe.
If she hadn't been prepared and hid in time, her teeth would have fallen out by now.
The maid made the bed and asked her to sleep peacefully. She said unfairly: "It's too much. When the old lady handed over the account book, there were only so many. How can I blame the lady for missing it?"
Can you force the old lady to hand over the account books? It's all the fault of that woman, the master she instigated.
Madam, we cannot let her off lightly, we must let her know how powerful she is, otherwise she will continue to make trouble."
Mrs. Gu remained silent and waved her hands gloomily.
The servant girl immediately stopped talking and quietly retreated.
Mrs. Gu climbed onto the bed, carefully covered the curtain tightly, then moved to the corner with the ram's horn palace lantern, gently opened a drawer, and took out a box.
There was a beautifully shaped silver cylinder in the box, about the same length and thickness as an adult's middle finger.
The cylinder has a needle, which shines coldly in the dim light.
She pursed her lips tightly, tightly closed the box, stuffed it back into the drawer and locked it, blew out the lamp, and lay down peacefully.
If it doesn't make it easy for her, she won't make it easy for that person either.
If you want to die, let's all die together.
She's not that easy to bully.
The next morning, after a delicious and carefully prepared breakfast, Mu Yunhan, dressed beautifully and exquisitely, saw Gu Fenglin off.
She came to Mr. Gu's residence again and asked about the head roll.
Sure enough, Mr. Gu told her embarrassingly: "As time goes by, those books can no longer be found. I have sent people to look for the old man back then. They can always find them, but it will take some time."
Mu Yunhan nodded: "I have something to ask my father-in-law, whose son do you want A-lin to be?"
Mr. Gu lowered his head and whispered: "Of course it belongs to Hemerocallis."
In this way, he can also get out of his nightmare.