After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

Qianying appeared a few years ago. At the beginning, he also thought that this woman was out for his money and status in the world, and he was willing to be his lover. Who knew that slowly, she would show her profound skills, and even conjoined art...

Women are inherently disadvantaged, and it's the other way around for her.

But thanks to this woman, she taught him how to find strange people and how to benefit from them, and he became the leader of the secular sect. Thinking of this, he remembered that he was mainly here to ask for an idea. So many companies have terminated the contract with the Qingcheng faction, what should we do?

"Patterns? The surname is Fang? Their family makes patterns. It's a small family. At most, it's like a low-level nanny in the game. Don't worry about it. You can just use the routines that your daughter used when she competed with other female anchors. Now, this level of matter is worth your urgency?" Really, the older you get, the more useless you become.

As for Gu Ling... "Her, you don't have to worry too much, I will deal with her specially."

"If it's a human being with high moral character, maybe I'd be a little bit more afraid, but it's just an alien who has become a spirit, and dares to walk in broad daylight, huh."

Liu Kunpeng was surprised, she was talking about Gu Ling? "You mean, Gu Ling is not human?"

"Of course, last time I was a ghost in high school, I could see it. It's not hard to see what she is, but the trouble is that the things in her hands are endless, and she seems to have inherited some..." Something that is hard to describe in words.

Or inheritance, or some adventure.

The vicissitudes of life are hidden inside the young appearance in his early twenties, which is very contradictory, but unexpectedly harmonious.

How should I put it, she is more like a container, a container that has already lost its vitality.

So, who made the container?

She became curious.

Qianying doesn't like unprepared battles, so she mobilizes manpower to check Gu Ling's kinship.

A person, as long as he lives in this world, there will be such and such entanglements, as long as you come out of the mother's womb, you will be able to find out a lot.

About a week later, Gu Ling received a call from her stepfather.

The other party's words were very strange, he seemed to be hesitant, but he said it without hesitation. "Son, you, just take care of yourself."

After Gu Ling put down the phone, she made a calculation for him.

The husband and wife palace has undergone changes.

Are these two divorced?

But he and Gu Ma are destined to be married for a hundred years in the second half of their lives. Why did there be such a change?

Before Gu Ling could continue to figure out her mother's fate, a burst of coercion came from upstairs, Gu Ling clutched her heart and spat out a mouthful of black ink.

She closed her eyes and knelt down on the spot. "I was wrong, I won't count my own mother's fate again."

That coercion was finally put away.

Gu Ling wiped a few drops of ink from the corner of her mouth, and wiped the table clean by herself.

Fortunately, this is not the point of the live broadcast. The paper man is either busy in other places or sent out. No one sees this short-term vulnerability.

Only the paper figurines in the glass display cabinet move without wind, seeming to be afraid, but also seem to be in awe.

Half an hour later, Gu Ling went on the broadcast as usual, and it was nearly dusk when the broadcast ended. Fang Furong sent a lavender dress. The style looked simple and nothing more.

It's not that Fang Furong's talent is exhausted, it's just that Gu Ling requested it.

As a bride’s best friend at a wedding, no, even to attend any wedding, it’s good to be decent. The protagonist on the wedding day is always the bride, and she is the bride’s best friend.

After changing her clothes, Huapi put on simple makeup for her. When she arrived at the door, Huo Shiyuan, who was wearing a suit, was already standing in front of the car door waiting.

Fang Furong, who was a few steps behind, couldn't help but pause when she saw that Huo Shiyuan's suit matched with Gu Ling's skirt and couple outfit.

No wonder a few days ago, Huo Shiyuan asked himself what Gu Ling was going to wear at Xu Xinyi's wedding banquet, so he didn't hesitate to give away this and that, and gave him an 8000 yuan building voucher.

That is to say, it's okay for Gu Ling to say this kind of thing, otherwise she wouldn't say it.

I didn't expect Huo Shiyuan to be quite thoughtful.

"Furong, you are at home. You can make or pack whatever you want to eat." She figured out that Fang Furong

Gu Ling sat in the co-pilot, Xiyu fidgeted behind her back.

The seat at the back is usually reserved for the leader. It stands to reason that she is the co-pilot's younger sister. As a result, Huo Shiyuan was too natural and directly gave Gu Ling the co-pilot seat. She can't sit in front of the car. In the carriage, I could only go to the back seat like sitting on pins and needles.

The CEO of a building drives for himself, and the co-pilot is Gu Ling, a super powerful master of mystical arts, a big anchor with tens of millions of fans and a daily turnover of over [-] million, and beside me, my dog ​​demon and paper bride, cough, she Xiyu is considered promising .

The car slowly drove out of the villa area and headed towards a small hotel in the city.

It stands to reason that Xu Xinyi has just lost her father and is still in the heat of filial piety. She shouldn't have considered this matter so early, but she is considered alone. After dating Zheng Wen, she is so sincere to Zheng Wen. Zheng's mother and Zheng's family all see it , I also feel sorry for her, and I will get married sooner or later, so I simply take someone home to take care of her earlier, which can dilute the sadness in her heart as soon as possible.

After the marriage certificate was pulled, the banquet held by the two people, the standard of 1999 for one table, is not bad and not very good. There is a table alone with the escort, and the dishes are not bad, so Gu Ling directly released the paper and the people sat at the table and enjoyed it slowly.

She and Huo Shiyuan were directly invited to the main seat. Of course, Huo Shiyuan thought that the clothes were taken by the way.

Ordinary people are the first to think that these two people get off in the same car, and their clothes are couple styles, at least they are very close.

Huo Shiyuan's face was no longer that of a human being, he just sat down anyway.

Gu Ling glanced at him, but said nothing.

No need.

Seeing Xu Xinyi coming to toast, Gu Ling smiled. "you look pretty today."

Xu Xinyi's eyes turned red slightly, and when she saw Gu Ling, she inevitably thought of her father.

This week, she thought a lot, a lot.

At the saddest moment, I even thought that the key didn't know Gu Ling and didn't work with Gu Ling, so it wouldn't be like this at home, wouldn't my father...

But her conscience is still there, and she knows that it is not Gu Ling's fault at all, so it is also very contradictory, but generally speaking, seeing Gu Ling, she has mixed emotions in her heart, with gratitude, awe, and a little sense of distance.

Huo Shiyuan frowned slightly, worried that Gu Ling was feeling bad, but found that Gu Ling's expression didn't fluctuate at all, he just congratulated meekly and softly, and then drank a glass of wine.

It seems that it has been expected.

She really had expected it, so while giving Xu Xinyi's leave, she accepted the new house manager from the company, and took the initiative to ask Xiyu as her new assistant.

People are very fickle. It cannot be said that Xu Xinyi is not good, she is a bad person, but Gu Ling is used to this kind of fickleness, and can accept and deal with all fickleness.

So it's still calm.

Zheng Wen poured the wine, thanked Gu Ling, and promised that he would treat Xu Xinyi well, and Gu Ling just smiled and said happy wedding.

This made Xu Xinyi hesitate to speak, obviously feeling uncomfortable, feeling that her attitude towards Gu Ling should not be like this.

But Gu Ling had already turned her face and talked to Huo Shiyuan.

At the side table were Zheng Wen's colleagues, who were booing and going to toast, and Xu Xinyi was taken away.