The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

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Murong Qian said, "Three months, you give me three months."

"Three days, I'll give you three days to think about it." Gu Yunlan and Murong Qian spoke together, and after hearing her words, the last few words gradually faded away.

He stared at her slightly, his wounded eyes were full of shock, "Three months, three months."

He took a step back, and laughed to himself, "Even if he planned to elope with his lover, it might take less than three months? Miss Murong said it would take three months. Do you want to destroy my bastard father? Or destroy the Qinglong Gang?" ?”

He just laughed at first, and the coldness disappeared in a flash, but he laughed out loud as he talked, like a devil laughing wildly, laughing so hard that people's hairs were on the verge of death.

Then the laughter suddenly stopped, Gu Yunlan took a sudden step forward, holding Murong Qian's shoulders with both hands, lifted her back toes off the ground, and put her whole face in front of him.

With an uncontrollable anger in his heart, he said, "One day, don't play any tricks, come to the western restaurant at six o'clock tomorrow afternoon and tell me, do you choose your eldest brother or your lover?"

It doesn't matter if you can't find that person, as long as you are by my side, it doesn't matter...

After Gu Yunlan finished speaking, he let go of Murong Qian, because he couldn't keep looking at her eyes full of doubt and sadness.

Murong Qian asked Gu Yunlan to drop off the car with Shouhou at the intersection of Xinhua Road and Qingchuan Road.

On the way back to the house, her mind was in a mess.

One day, one day can't do anything!

On one side is the Qinglong Gang, and on the other side is Gu Zhen, both are existences that can make Murong Ting irrecoverable.

And Murong Ting, why did he get involved with Yan Tu.

She didn't hear a word of the thin monkey's whispers in her ear, until the thin monkey called her a few times, but she didn't respond.

The thin monkey gave her a helpless push, and she regained her senses.

Murong Qian stopped and followed the thin monkey's uneasy gaze, and saw Murong Ting and Chu Jiu standing sideways on the steps in front of the house, looking in her direction.

The thin monkey said anxiously, "Miss, do you want to tell Master Murong what happened tonight?"

Murong shook his head slightly, "No, it's getting late, you should go back earlier!"

"Then... Where is Miss Yali?" The thin monkey was flustered for some reason, and he mentioned the things he had reported during the day.

The street lamps and the lamps at the gate of the mansion hit Murong Ting's body intersecting, one side was bright, the other side was slightly dark, but no matter the light or dark, his emotions of concern were very clear.

Murong Qian watched quietly like this, compared to her just confused thoughts, she was so calm and terrifying.

She said indifferently, "Her methods are a bit weaker, you go and ask the sixth son to find out more clearly about the movements of the second master of Mighty Mountain tomorrow."

The thin monkey just felt that he couldn't turn his head around, and looked confused.

Seeing that Murong Qian was standing still, Murong Ting walked over worriedly, "Is something wrong?"

"No...no, Young Master Murong." The thin monkey hurriedly waved his hands, and when he turned around and walked away, his left foot twitched with his right, almost falling to the ground.

Murong Ting looked at Murong Qian, and Shui Xing's eyes became more worried, "What are you up to lately, are you going to keep fighting with me?"

Murong smiled lightly, "Then what has big brother been up to lately?"

Murong Ting said, "Of course I have my own business."

"Business?" Murong Qian lowered his eyes and laughed, the emotions he had suppressed for a whole night could no longer be suppressed, and when he raised his eyes again, there was only endless disappointment in his clear eyes.

She excitedly said, "Chengjun is the lifelong painstaking effort of my adoptive father. As the only son of my adoptive father, you are a young marshal who was once admired by thousands of people in Chengjun. What are you doing now? Teaching? Or some shady business?"

(End of this chapter)