Chief, Love for you is wrong

Hearing Ai Ai's words, Gu Zhancheng's face became more gloomy and cold. His sword eyebrows stood up, his forehead was blue and raised, his hands clenched his fists tightly, and he endured his anger!

Wen Aiai still mentions those sharp topics in the room and digs out all the bits and pieces of the past 20 years. Her cheeks are red with excitement, just like an infatuated girl who has been betrayed by a thin lover!

In the end, Wen Aiai said more and more exaggerated, and said what they had been silent about. Gu Zhancheng finally couldn't help hammering at the wall!

"Shut up! That's it! I can let Qin Jing live and die, but I can't accept your daughter's design for her!" Gu Zhancheng roared angrily and kicked out the chair in front of the dressing table.

Gu Zhancheng's angry foot was too hard, the chair was kicked far away, "bang" hit the wall, and then fell to the ground.

Incidentally, even the bottle of perfume that she loved most on the shelf was brought down. The delicate glass bottle crashed into the ground, filled with smoke and smoke in the bedroom, and suddenly there was a faint fragrance.

"Gu Cheng Cheng!" her eyes were red with a smelling air. She looked at herself and just bought the perfume soon. Because she was broken up by Gu Zheng's kick, she hurried forward to pull her Gu Zhancheng collar with her hands and frantic fight with him.

Gu Zhancheng angrily raised the man directly and threw him aside.

"I'll find the best cosmetic surgeon for Yan Yan! I said this. That's it. Don't make anything else for me! Qin Jing can die outside by herself, I don't care! But she can't die because of your mother and daughter!"

Gu Zhancheng shook his hand and strode out of the bedroom with anger. He didn't look at the smell of crying on the bed.

Hearing Ai Ai staring at Gu Zhancheng's back, she clung to the cushion on the bed with her hands. The green tendons on the back of her hands were raised, the phalanges were white, and the cruel sound of silver teeth was squeezed out of her throat.

"The dead Qin shaowan can't fight me. Do you think her daughter can fight my child!"

Jie Jie's low laughter came from Ai Ai's throat, his eyes narrowed into a seam, and his face with exquisite makeup was already down and out in the bustle just now. Coupled with her distorted face, it was even more ferocious.

After a while, there was a knock at the door.

Standing at the door, the servant saw the messy scene of the bedroom and the strange expression of her hostess sitting on the bed with her cruel eyes and smiling corners of her mouth, which made her hesitate at the door and rub her hands back and forth in front of her abdomen. She was nervous and didn't know whether she should be disturbed.

After thinking for a while, she knocked on the heavy wooden door again and whispered, "madam, madam..."

Hearing that Ai Ai was awakened like a lost soul, her body suddenly shook and looked at the door, "what's the matter?"

The servant was scared and stepped back. His eyes were too sinister

She quickly lowered her head. "Madam, sister Xiao loses her temper below again. The soup brought by Xiao Lian was knocked over by sister Xiao. Now sister Xiao loses her temper below."

Hearing Ai Ai's cold hum, she slipped out of bed, went to the mirror, carefully took care of her hair, made up her makeup, and made herself look more delicate and noble. Then she turned her head and scolded, "waste material! I'll invite you back for free!"

She walked quickly past the servant. The servant quickly dodged and bowed his head for fear of touching the tiger's beard.