The best young master Gu spoils his little wife

Chapter 18: The Eerie Atmosphere (1)
Zhang Lailai said that she would never want to recall what happened yesterday again in her life. She didn't know how much effort she had to give herself up to beat up Gu Mo when she was not at home, but that brat still insisted on it. She had a frank expression after a beating, and swayed blindly in front of her all day long.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

Zhang Lailai felt that it was time to show him off, and let him understand who is in charge of the current arena.

Zhang Lailai was still immersed in her infinite fantasies, and suddenly there was a "slap", and she was slapped directly on the back of the head, so that she couldn't find the north, she turned her head inexplicably, and when she saw that it was Gu Mo, the plague god, she was in a bad mood beautiful up.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Gu Mo looked at her condescendingly with a cigarette in his mouth, "Will you cure it?"

Cure you big head ghost!Zhang Lailai gritted his teeth angrily and knocked him away, "Get out of the way, my sister is going to have a beauty treatment."

Gu Mo grabbed her back by the collar and pulled her back, "It doesn't matter if you have this face or not, first give me the car keys, I have something to go out for."

"Why are you driving my car?"

Gu Mo shrugged innocently, "Auntie said, I can drive your car anytime I want to go out."

Zhang Lailai even had the urge to bite him, but after thinking about it, he left with clean ears, so he threw the car keys to him, "Go away, little brat."

Gu Mo, who took the key, heard her say this, and immediately narrowed his eyes, emitting a dangerous light, and slowly approached her, "Could it be that you still want to relive what happened yesterday?"

Zhang Lailai was frightened out of his wits and ran away screaming.

Gu Mo went downstairs, drove, and rushed out of the gate at a speed of sixty yards per hour. He controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and opened the window with the other hand to light a cigarette. The howling wind blew his hair, and he squinted slightly. His eyes were closed, and his expression was somewhat stern.

After a cigarette was burned out, he threw it out of the window. He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number, "Zheng Lang, right? I'm Gu Mo."

"Have you returned home?"

"Well, I just returned to China a few days ago." Gu Mo lowered his eyelids to hide the expression in his eyes.

"Why don't you let me know when you come back."

"It's not a big deal."

"Aren't you going to leave this time? Chairman Gu often complains to me, saying that you don't help with business matters."

The corner of Gu Mo's mouth pouted coldly, "I came back this time just to help you. You know about Fusheng's contract, right? Are you interested in talking to me?"

"Okay, when are you free?"

"There are a lot of things going on recently, so let's do it at twelve noon tomorrow."

"Tomorrow at noon..." Zheng Lang hesitated for a moment, but still agreed, "Okay, call me when the time comes."

"Okay." Gu Mo hung up the phone with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

As soon as Gu Mo walked away from the house, his ears were indeed much cleaner. Zhang Lailai lay on the balcony of the studio basking in the sun, not to mention how comfortable he was. Gu Mo made him a little nervous these days, just thinking about the short With a flat face, she shuddered uncontrollably.

"Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless, let that plague god get out of here early."

As if the Bodhisattva had heard her prayer, the cell phone rang suddenly. It belonged to Song Yunqian. Zhang Lailai was immediately in a good mood, and when he answered the phone, he said "What?"

There was some noise on the other end of the phone, and Song Yunqian's voice was a little breathless, "Hello? Lai Lai? I'm about to get on the plane, and I'll be with you at night."

(End of this chapter)