Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

As soon as Wen Aiai said, Gu Zhancheng's face became even colder, his sword eyebrows stood up, the veins on his forehead bulged, his hands clenched tightly, and he endured the gushing out of anger!

Wen Aiai still brought up those sharp|sharp topics in the room, digging out all the bits and pieces of the past 20 years, her cheeks flushed with excitement, like an infatuated girl who has been let down by a fickle husband!

In the end, Wen Aiai became more and more exaggerated, telling what the two of them had kept silent all along, Gu Zhancheng finally couldn't help but slammed his hammer against the wall!

"Shut up! This matter is over! I can let Qin Jing fend for herself, but I can't accept your daughter's plan for her!" Gu Zhancheng roared angrily, and kicked the chair in front of the dressing table. out.

Gu Zhancheng's furious kick was too hard, and the chair was kicked far away, hit the wall with a "bang", and then fell to the ground with a clatter. [

By the way, Wen Aiai even brought down the bottle of her favorite perfume that Wen Aiai put on the shelf. The exquisite glass bottle shattered to the ground, and a faint fragrance filled the bedroom full of gunpowder smoke. .

"Gu Zhancheng!" Wen Aiai was so angry that her eyes were red. She saw that the perfume she had just bought was broken by Gu Zhancheng's kick. Together.

Gu Zhancheng lifted the man angrily, and threw him to the side of the big bed.

"I will find the best beautician for Yan Yan! I've said this, stop here, don't make trouble for me! Qin Jing can die outside by herself, I don't care! But absolutely You can't die because of your mother and daughter!"

Gu Zhancheng flicked his hands, and strode out of the bedroom with a lot of anger, completely ignoring the crying Wen Aiai on the bed.

Wen Aiai stared at Gu Zhancheng's back without turning her head, her hands clutched the mattress on the bed tightly, the veins on the back of her hands were bulging, her finger bones turned white, and the sinister sound of gnashing silver teeth came out of her throat.

"The dead Qin Shaowan can't beat me, Wen Aiai, do you think her daughter can beat my child!"

Jie Jie's low laughter came from Wen Aai's throat, her eyes were narrowed into a slit, and her face with delicate makeup was already in a state of desperation in the push and shove just now, coupled with her distorted face, it was even more ferocious.

After a while, there was an "aggressive" knock on the door.

Standing at the door, the servant saw the messy scene in the bedroom, and saw her mistress sitting on the bed, with cruel eyes and a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, which made her hesitate to stand at the door, with her hands on the bed. Rubbing back and forth on the front of the abdomen, feeling uneasy in my heart, I don't know whether I should disturb or not.

She thought for a while, then knocked on the heavy wooden door again, and called softly, "Madam, Madam..."

Wen Aiai was awakened like a lost soul, her body shook suddenly, and she looked towards the door, "What's the matter?"

The servant took a few steps back in fright, his eyes were so sinister...

She hastily lowered her head, "Ma'am, Miss|Miss is losing her temper again. The soup that Xiaolian served just now was knocked over by Miss|Miss. Now Miss|Miss is losing her temper downstairs."

Wen Aiai slid out of bed with a cold snort, walked to the mirror, carefully took care of her hair, and added makeup to make herself look more refined and noble, before turning her head and cursing, "Waste material! I invite you You come back to eat rice!"

She walked quickly in front of the servant, and the servant quickly ducked and lowered his head, as if he was afraid of touching the whiskers of a tiger.