Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 32 You Know My Bottom Line

Gu Qingshan glanced at Leng Yuxuan coldly, just when she said, "Are they already?"

The words 'go to bed' that came out of Leng Yuxuan's mouth were blocked in her throat abruptly.

The young master likes Xia Weiran, she has always known it.

However, she still said indignantly in her heart: "It's really not enough for success, but more than failure!"

As he said that, his eyes lit up, and he thought about it: "However, since Xia Weiran and Lu Qianchen have such a relationship, then our future affairs will be much easier. Use Xia Weiran to lure Lu Qianchen!"

Leng Yuxuan's wishful thinking was ingenious, and Gu Qingshan interrupted her plan categorically: "Don't even think about such a thing."

Of course Leng Yuxuan knew the meaning of Gu Qingshan's words, and quickly said: "But we have already failed once, there must be precautions there, if we make a rash move again, I am afraid that even your identity will be dug out, and then..."

Leng Yuxuan didn't even dare to think about the consequences, so she softened her tone and dissuaded her: "Master, Madam used to love and take care of Xia Weiran so much, but now that Madam is dead, she shouldn't try her best , to avenge madam?"

"Small strength?" Gu Qingshan sneered, squinting and staring at Leng Yuxuan coldly: "You don't know what kind of person Lu Qianchen is, and letting Weiran approach him is undoubtedly pushing her into the fire pit !"

"If they were made aware of Unran's relationship with us and my mother, do you think Lu Qianchen would easily let her go?"

"But..." Leng Yuxuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Gu Qingshan. His brows and eyes were already tense and impatient, full of irreversible firmness: "Xiaoxuan, do you know me? The bottom line is to do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Gu Qingshan turned around and left.

Leng Yuxuan looked at his slender back, thinking that in order to protect Xia Weiran, he would even ignore his wife's hatred.

Leng Yuxuan bit her gums fiercely, the flames of revenge and jealousy burned her, she clenched her fists tightly, her slender nails pierced into her white palms, soaking in blood.

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At noon, Lu Qianchen fed a lot of weird food, and after only one class in the afternoon, Xia Weiran felt a little upset.

I went to the bathroom in a hurry, and after dawdling for a while, I felt better.

Xia Weiran tidied up her clothes and was about to come out of the cubicle in the bathroom, but when she reached out to push the door, she felt something stuck outside the door.

She pushed hard several times, but couldn't push it open. Finally, she saw through the crack of the door that it turned out that a wrist-sized wooden stick was stuck between the doorknob and the wall, locking her in the door forcefully. compartment.

As a special recruit, Xia Weilan is quite unpopular in this noble school. At the beginning, she was often played a prank by her classmates.

But Xia Weilan has always been indifferent, not afraid, not noisy, as time goes by, those seniors feel boring, so they don't target her very much.

Today, suddenly being locked in a cubicle, Xia Weilan immediately knew that someone must be idle and looking for her.

Xia Weilan raised her foot, kicked the door, and said in a loud voice: "I have to work later, I don't have time to make trouble with you, open the door quickly, it's boring to do these tricks all the time?"

(End of this chapter)