Bamboo Horse Strawberry Flavor

Chapter 227 I Don't Know

The room was dark and dreary.

The floor-length curtains were motionless, slightly darker in color, and looked oppressive and heavy.

The cold light emitted by the complicated lighting is slightly dazzling.The floor is covered with soft and expensive blankets, and the darker tones have a touch of depth.The four walls cast dark shadows on the soft carpet, adding a touch of coolness to the exquisite and luxurious room.

a time.

The room was eerily quiet.

Nan Qing didn't react at first, a few traces of obvious confusion flashed across her pale and beautiful face, and her delicate light brown eyes were slightly taken aback.

Then, there was an uncontrollable anger welling up in my heart.

With her delicate beauty face down, Nan Qing turned around, looked at Gu Huaisheng who was not far away, and said coldly: "Master Gu, can you explain to me what Madam Ling means?"

His stature is comparable to that of Gu Huaisheng, and he also feels extremely oppressive. The aura around him is actually on par with this wonderful and beautiful Patriarch of the Gu family.

Gu Huaisheng did not answer Nan Qing's words.

His eyes quietly looked at Jiang Xiaowan not far away, his wife. Hidden in the dark and delicate eyes were deep sadness and a little bit of self-deprecating disappointment.

Her pale red lips parted slightly, and she said hoarsely, "Xiao Wan, put the gun down."

His tone seemed to remain flat, his handsome fair face sank, and his dark and deep eyes.

Jiang Xiaowan tilted her head slightly, as if hearing something funny, she laughed hysterically.

On the woman's white and clear face, the beauty mole is fresh and beautiful, and it is lively and fragrant.

"Xiao Wan."

Gu Huaisheng called her name again, his tone aggravated by two points.

Jiang Xiaowan turned her gaze away, and her eyes fell on Nan Qing, but she didn't see the imperceptible pleading that flashed in Gu Huaisheng's eyes.

She hugged the soft and delicate girl in her arms, her hands tightened a little.

The woman raised her eyes and looked straight at Nan Qing, her red lips parted slightly, "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you haven't changed at all."

"He Jin."

"Even my daughter is so old." When she said this, Jiang Xiaowan gently caressed the face of the little girl in her arms with her gentle gesture.

She really liked this little girl.

Jiang Xiaowan stared at Nan Qing quietly, her eyes were a little dazed.

After so many years, this person is still the same as before, with soft brows and soft eyes, the boy in white in her memory.

No, he is now.

The traces of greenness between the eyebrows faded away, and she became more graceful.

It's just that the man's delicate eyebrows and eyes are cold and indifferent, showing his undisguised disgust and strangeness towards her.

Hearing the name He Jin, the other party's expression didn't even change at all, as if he had never heard of it before.

"He Jin?"

"Mrs. Gu, I'm not He Jin."

"I don't know my daughter, how did you offend Mrs. Gu?"

Nan Qing's tone was a bit inexplicable, and her light red lips were pursed.

Jiang Xiaowan panicked, and even the hand holding the gun trembled a little.

"you do not know me?"

"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

She roared hysterically, and her beautiful face showed an unprecedented look of madness.

Nan Qing took a step forward, her slender legs just stepped out.

Jiang Xiaowan stood up like an electric shock, hugged the sleeping little girl in her arms, pointed the black and cold muzzle at Nanyu's temple.

"do not come."

Jiang Xiaowan said sharply.

As expected, Nan Qing and Gu Huaisheng stopped in their tracks, and did not provoke this apparently crazy woman any more.

She backed away step by step with Nan Yu in her arms, and then unscrewed the door of the bathroom.

Anti-lock.

(End of this chapter)