Luxury substitute marriage: The Untouchable Him

Gu Changqing doesn't know that Mo Li is secretly calculating how to get rid of her quietly.

She was helping Feng Jingyao get dressed, so she helped him leave.

Fortunately, they took elevator directly to parking lot, so no one found their relationship abnormal.

In less than half an hour, the party arrived at Feng's house.

Gu Changqing helped Feng Jingyao back to his new house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the housekeeper welcomed him.

"Young master, young lady, you are back. My wife waited in the living room for a while and won't let us contact you."

Feng Jingyao and Gu Changqing looked at each other and frowned slightly, as if they were thinking about Mrs. Feng's intention.

Compared with their prudence, Mo Li should be a lot happier.

Because Mrs. Feng's influence on her is the same as the one who makes trouble for Gu Changxin.

Can make that woman unhappy, she is naturally happy.

In this way, the three people came into the living room with different thoughts.

In the living room, Mrs. Feng sat on the sofa dressed brightly.

Seeing the three people come in, she opened her mouth to scold. Seeing Gu Changqing holding Feng Jingyao back, she immediately became concerned.

"Jing Yao, what's going on?"

She pushed Gu Changqing aside and hurriedly helped the man to the sofa.

Compared with Gu Changqing, Gu Changqing stumbled and regretted a few steps. He couldn't see joy and anger on his face, but he was very unhappy in his heart.

Don't leave aside and see all this in your eyes.

She coldly recalled the corners of her mouth, her eyes shining, and took the lead in responding to Mrs. Feng.

"Sir, the wound recurred. Mrs. Shao went to pick up sir."

Mrs. Feng frowned when she heard the speech: "it doesn't mean that it's almost healed. How can it recur again?"

She turned her eyes to Mo Li, crossed from her, put it on Feng Jingyao, and finally fell on Gu Changqing.

Obviously, her first impression was that her son's injury was repeatedly related to Gu Changqing.

And it is true.

Gu Changqing opened his mouth to explain in the face of her fierce sight, but he didn't know what to say. The whole person was very guilty.

Feng Jingyao also noticed the change of his mother and was about to appease him. Mo Li preempted: "it's not that the young lady is restless and has to toss, otherwise the husband won't get hurt again."

As soon as she finished, Feng Jingyao scolded her.

"Don't leave, get out!"

Mo Li felt the anger in his tone and trembled all over.

She looked at Feng Jingyao reluctantly and wrongly, but she looked at her husband coldly.

"If I say it a second time, go back to Mo Zhui immediately!"

Mo Li turned pale. Naturally, he didn't dare to stay more. He turned and walked out of the living room.

Although she was unwilling, she didn't have much anger.

After all, it's hard for her, and Gu Changqing won't be any better.

What she said just now, Mrs. Feng will naturally confront the woman.

In fact, it is.

After Mo Li left, Mrs. Feng waved to the housekeeper: "help the young master to the room to rest."

The housekeeper looked at her, then looked at Feng Jingyao and didn't move.

Mrs. Feng was angry and hummed coldly, "what? What I'm saying now doesn't count at Feng's house?"

Feng Jingyao had a headache. He rubbed his eyebrows and frowned and said, "Mom, what are you doing here?"

Gu Changqing looked at the wrong atmosphere in the living room and sat quietly on the sofa, hoping not to be angry.

Unfortunately, the reality is often contrary to the idea.

"What am I doing here? Of course, I'm looking at you. Don't I worry that you suffer such a great crime?"

Mrs. Feng stared at Feng Jingyao discontentedly, but she was reluctant to be angry with him. "I thought you should be much better for so long, but now it doesn't seem so at all."

When she said this, she cut her eyes to Gu Changqing: "what a broom star. I knew I shouldn't have left her to take care of you!"

When Feng Jingyao saw this, he didn't know how his mother was angry and moved to Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing also felt it. Although he was wronged, he also agreed with this.

In fact, she was not unable to stop Feng Jingyao last night. It was she who indulged her feelings and was reluctant to be close to Feng Jingyao.

"Mom, it's my fault. I'll take good care of Gu Jingyao in the future."

She pursed her lips and took the initiative to admit her mistake.

Mrs. Feng Leng hum, not satisfied with this apology attitude.

"Well, everyone will say beautiful things, but I'm really worried about you."

She said with a sneer and sarcasm, "to tell you the truth, we haven't lived in peace since you entered the house. Jing Yao has dealt with you for three days and two. I don't care if he is willing to, but you can't even take good care of the most basic care. What's the use of closing the house and marrying you?"

Gu Changqing smelled the speech and his face was ugly.

She bit her lower lip and didn't know how to refute.

Feng Jingyao couldn't listen. He sank his face and said in a harsh voice, "Mom, this matter has nothing to do with Changxin. I didn't grasp the scale myself."

Mrs. Feng was said by this, her face suddenly couldn't hang, and she was more stuffy at the same time.

Where the hell is my son standing?

Do you know she's thinking of him? When she drives this woman out of her family, she can marry him a worthy couple and help him in his career!

Mrs. Feng recited in her heart, but she soon felt something wrong.

If her son shows such concern, her previous guess will not come true. Does the boy really care about the bitch?

When she thought of this, her face was hard to see the extreme, and her eyes looking at Gu Changqing were also very gloomy.

Gu Changqing saw this and immediately his head was as big as a fight.

I'm afraid that after today, Mrs. Feng will see her as a thorn in the eye.

……

At the same time, country P, a gorgeous manor in the suburbs, is surrounded by roses. The breeze blows and the aroma overflows.

"Or the taste of rose is the most comfortable."

I saw a woman sitting on the balcony on the second floor, enjoying her eyes closed.

And this woman is Gu Changxin, who was picked up from Kyoto before.

Beside her sat a man, twenty-six or seven years old, with an angular face, hard and indifferent.

The man didn't answer Gu Changxin's words, but talked about something else.

"These days, the forces of several neighboring countries are unknown. My side is no longer safe. I'm going to arrange someone to send you back."

Gu Changxin heard this and his smile froze.

"What about you? Will you come back with me?"

She looked at the man for a few seconds and asked.

"You should know that it's not time for me to go back."

The man glanced at her and said coldly.

Gu Changxin was very unhappy. "If you don't go, I won't go back."

She leaned over as if in anger.

Seeing this, the man looked at Gu Changxin with authority.

Gu Changxin noticed his line of sight and suddenly tightened up, but gritted his teeth.

The man looked, his eyes flashed helpless, rubbed his eyebrows and whispered, "I don't want to leave you. You should know that I want you to help me recapture the territory of the Feng Group in the future."