The angel's wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 75

Breathing stagnant.

Gu Jin narrowed his pupils, his breath sank suddenly, and there was a faint trace of shame and anger on his face.

"Tang Yunuo!"

She trembled suddenly, her eyelashes trembled, and she felt that her soul was trembling. This was the first time he called her by her full name, but under such rage.

She lowered her head, trying to calm herself down.

Gu Jin smiled lightly. Seeing her so nervous, the anger and pain in his heart suddenly disappeared. He wanted to break the mask on her face maliciously: "Nuo Nuo, are you jealous?"

He doesn't care that she calls him in a working tone, or that she uses two insulting words to describe him, but he damn cares about her attitude, he wants to know if she really wants to To piss him off was just to test his private life in the past six years.

Tang Yunuo suddenly looked up at him...jealous?
His gaze was as deep and serene as an ancient well, she couldn't see through it, and she didn't want to see through it.

Gu Jin frowned, trying to wipe away the sadness and indifference in her eyes, his Nuonuo shouldn't be like this.

Tang Yunuo lost his voice.

Her thoughts were in a mess, and she didn't know if she was trying to provoke him or just as he said...jealous?
She admitted that she cared about him. He used to be the most important existence besides her mother in her heart, but his grandma did such a thing...

Let her lose the mother she loves most.

Although it's none of his business, she still can't help but blame him.

If he hadn't fought Anze back then.

She and her mother would not be deported.

And mother will not die in a foreign country.

She took a deep breath, she didn't want to delve into the mistakes of the past, and she didn't want to recall the past, she had had enough of that painful feeling.

"Mr. Gu, compared to these boring topics, I think we are more suitable to talk about work matters, don't you think so?"

The wind blew her hair, slightly messy.

His eyes were gloomy. He had asked people to investigate what happened to their mother and daughter in the United States. Although he only knew that her mother had passed away six years ago, he still couldn't help but feel the panic and helplessness she felt at that time. Pain and regret.

He looked at her lovingly.

What he couldn't imagine was that after her mother passed away, how would she survive alone in a foreign country?Will the fear and fear of wandering cast a psychological shadow on her?

As long as he thought of this, he felt his heart was torn open again, piece by piece, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

There was a trace of pleading in his eyes: "Don't talk to me in this tone, please?"

(End of this chapter)