Traps Of Love

Secret agent!

This word is more unbearable than any insulting words.

Gu ziqiao's heart is like crushing hard. He can hardly breathe in pain.

He is close to Leng Zetian because he was kidnapped when he was a child. When Gu Fengzhan had no choice, Leng Zetian went deep into the tiger's den and saved his life!

He and Leng Zetian are friends because Leng Zetian, a seemingly cold-blooded man, knows more about brotherhood than his brother Gu Fengzhan!

However, he could not say these words.

The dark secret of lengzetian should always be buried in the deepest place and not be discovered.

"I can't speak. I knew your brother must have been hurt by you! What the hell did you do, give my husband back to me! " Ye Jiaying complained in tears,

"you It's bloody... " Gu ziqiao was very angry. He had never been so angry. His handsome face and clean facial features were pale because of extreme forbearance.

The young man's eyes gave birth to a bitter hatred for the first time. He warned every word, "Ye Jiaying, the missing man is my brother! My brother! You think anyone can be as mad as you

"Are there any rules for making noise?" Gu Guocheng a cold drink, "who dares to continue to run wild here, get out!"

Gu ziqiao and Ye Jiaying shut up at the same time and stood upright.

At this time, Gu Guocheng's mobile phone suddenly rings.

The quiet living room and the harsh telephone ring make everyone pay attention to one place.

Gu Guocheng takes out his pocket watch and glances at it discontentedly. It's more than one o'clock in the middle of the night. Who will call him at this time?

"Dad, could it be brother..." Gu ziqiao asked carefully.

Ye Jiaying's heart suddenly hangs to the throat, nervously pinches the palm of her hand, and her eyes are complicated.

Gu Guocheng frowned, and his dignified face was colder than usual. Generally speaking, he would never answer a phone call with unknown calls, but at this point, someone called, and it is very likely that it was Gu Fengzhan.

He calmed down and pressed the answer button.

The whole room was very quiet, even the sound of dropping a needle could be heard.

The other end of the mobile phone didn't make any sound after a few seconds.

Gu Guocheng said impatiently, "speak up!"

"Guocheng, we haven't had a drink for a long time." On the phone, Leng Yucheng's meaningful words came. His voice was like a sudden drop in temperature, which made people feel cold.

Gu Guocheng's face changed. The next moment, he almost asked in a positive tone, "Leng Yucheng? Feng Zhan is with you

Immediately after that, he changed his mind, got up in a hurry, walked with his mobile phone and said, "OK, I'll be right there!"

This words a, Ye Jiaying and Gu ziqiao are all a shock, mind confused up.

"Dad Gu ziqiao worried to catch up, quickly picked up a windbreaker coat from the hanger, "I'll go with you."

"No, you look after the house. Your brother is OK. I'll go and talk to your uncle Leng. " Gu Guocheng's face is bright and dark indefinite answer, when the voice falls, already conveniently take the door.

Bang!

The door suddenly closed, leaving only Gu ziqiao and Ye Jiaying in the living room.

Gu ziqiao clenched his fist and turned coldly. He stared at the woman behind him and said angrily, "what did you do, I will find out."

"You..." Ye Jiaying scared out of a cold sweat, the heart is like a cat claw in general crazy scratch heart lung, let her not live in peace.

Gu ziqiao saw her this way, more sure of his guess, Ye Jiaying is not because of worry about Gu Fengzhan just like this, but because of doing a bad thing. This time, it must have something to do with her!

Late autumn, frost, a autumn rain, a cold.

the fine rain fell on the yellowish leaves of Wutong trees, and there was a lonely and sad beauty. The neon street at night in Z city was less prosperous in the hazy rain curtain, and only a few heavy trucks that had been driving for a long time roared past.

Besides the flourishing neon, the green bricks and white tiles of Wanfu garden have the beauty of black-and-white ink painting in the drizzle. It is like a big house drawn from ancient books. On a rainy night, it has a sense of simplicity and mystery.

Mercedes Benz stops at the gate. Gu Guocheng holds an umbrella and knocks on the red paint gate of Wanfu garden.

Soon amber opened the door to meet him.

"Mr. Gu, the master has been waiting for you for a long time." Amber bowed respectfully to lead the way.

"Well." Gu Guocheng answered coldly, and there was no emotion on his dignified face.

On a rainy night, it is quiet and frightening. The stone steps leading to the study are slightly slippery, but there is no messy moss. Every few steps, you can see a few bodyguards in black standing under the eaves, motionless and loyal, just like the stone lions at the door.

Gu Guocheng's expression is more dignified. His sharp eyes sweep through the ancient courtyard, then fall on the head of an Bo, who leads the way, and then slowly narrow up.Even if he carefully covered his head with his hair, he could still find that he had just been injured.

"Here we are." Ambrose stood respectfully and made way. "The master is waiting for you in the study."

Gu Guocheng nodded and pushed the door in.

In the room, the light is bright, which is much better than the oppressive weather outside.

"Here you are, brother. Have a cup of hot tea." On the side of the study, Leng Yucheng sits next to a mahogany tea table. He skillfully pours the fresh and fragrant tea into a bone china teacup and puts it on the opposite side.

Gu Guocheng's body suddenly became stiff, and he showed some dissatisfaction with the long lost name of "brother".

And Leng Yucheng this old fox brothers, the final end is generally not much better.

"Where is my son?" He sat down and asked directly.

Leng Yucheng put down his purple clay teapot, sat upright, and sighed with sincere regret, "Fengzhan's forefingers and thumbs have been discarded. I'm afraid he can't hold a gun any more."

Gu Guocheng's eyes suddenly enlarged, and his whole body was cold. This sentence was like a knife straight into his heart!

"What are you talking about?" He rose to his feet and asked angrily, "who did it and what happened?"

Leng Yucheng was calm as usual. His muddy and cunning fox eyes narrowed slowly. He stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. "Fengzhan has retired. In fact, whether he can make the gun is not so important."

"You can rest assured that Fengzhan is now safely living in Leng's best private hospital, which is very safe."

Leng Yucheng hesitated and looked at him deeply, "brother, you seldom come here today. I haven't seen you for a long time. Don't you want to sit down and talk about the past first?"

Gu Guocheng sneered, what a nostalgic!

He tied up his son and pretended to care here. It's really the old fox's style! Absolutely no good!