Mr. Gu, he wants to get married every day

Chapter 679 Wanwan, Calling Husband
Take the medicine and bandages out of the medicine cabinet.

Ye Qingwan treated Gu Shimo's wound again.

When the bandage was being tied, she asked maliciously.

"Brother Shi Mo, what shape do you want to tie into?"

"Do you want to use the snake-shaped method or the eight-character method?"

Ye Qingwan blinked playfully.

"Or like last time, tied in the shape of a bow?"

Gu Shimo didn't think much, and quickly gave an answer.

"I want to be tied in the shape of a bow."

Ye Qingwan covered her lips and smiled.

Looking at her cute smile, Gu Shimo felt that his heart was soft and hot, and that this woman named Ye Qingwan lived inside.

With lowered eyes, he watched Ye Qingwan's serious bandaging expression.

Gu Shimo really wanted to get in close contact with her.

However, considering that she is not in good spirits now, Gu Shimo forcibly suppressed her desire.

After going to bed, he just put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms.

Ye Qingwan was afraid of pressing on his wound, so she nestled in his arms obediently, without moving.

A night without dreams.

Of course.

What is owed must always be returned.

Ye Qingwan thought that Gu Shimo would really not bully her if he learned it well.

That idea is so wrong.

early morning.

"Wanwan, good morning."

"Brother Shi Mo, you..."

"Hey, if you're sleepy, keep sleeping with you."

"Then take your hand away."

"it is good."

The man agreed with a smirk.

The hand was removed from her pajamas.

I wanted to push him away.

"Wanwan, call me husband."

"..."
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mid-morning.

Gu's Group Office.

Gu Shimo received a video call from Fu Yushen.

In the video, it shows the scene of Wang Yiming being tried in the interrogation room.

Fu Yushen's voice came from the receiver, with a hint of helplessness.

"Wang Yiming is still the same, he doesn't say a word, he is determined to keep silent."

Gu Shimo didn't answer, his eyes fell on the screen.

Wang Yiming has lost a lot of weight these days, wearing a loose prison uniform, and sitting listlessly on a chair.

Although his spirits have been depressed a lot, the meaning of not cooperating will not be reduced by half.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged policeman with good features.

The policeman looked serious and asked Wang Yiming in a serious voice.

"Wang Yiming, do you know Xu Chuanyi who died tragically in prison before?"

Wang Yiming lowered his eyelids lazily, without saying a word.

The policeman then asked a second question.

"Wang Yiming, we found the second batch of criminals sent to prison, and one of them is your old acquaintance. That is, the criminals in the same dormitory as Xu Chuanyi."

The police carefully observed Wang Yiming's micro-expressions.

"And he met you once before he went to prison. How do you explain this?"

Wang Yiming raised his eyelids and glanced at the policeman opposite.

Just when the police felt that he was about to speak.

But he took his eyes back, lowered his eyelids, and closed his lips tightly.

The policeman asked one question after another.

From beginning to end, Wang Yiming remained silent.

Full exercise of the right to silence.

The police had no choice but to send him back.

Fu Yushen watched helplessly, complaining on the other side of the screen.

"This Wang Yiming is indeed an old fritter. Facing the police's interrogation, he would not listen or answer."

Fu Yushen was a little angry.

"Knowing that we won't use tricks, we simply pretended to be stupid and refused to cooperate."

Gu Shimo's voice was extremely flat, and he concluded calmly.

"Wang Yiming has been refusing to speak, and our clues have been interrupted."

Gu Shimo's pupils were deeply narrowed, and their color was cold.

"We can't always waste time on him. We should put more energy on Xue Hongchang."

Fu Yushen responded.

"Okay, then I will also send more people here to keep an eye on Xue Hongchang."

"..."

Tang family.

Tang Yiheng's bedroom.

The bedroom was a mess, with rubbish on the floor.There was a pile of sundries on the table.

The curtains were half drawn, and the bedroom was dimly lit.

Tang Yiheng lay down on the table in depression, rubbing his temples.

Full of exhaustion and struggle.

He has been under house arrest by Tang Songkang for many days.

His computer and mobile phone were all confiscated.

During this period, he was unable to get in touch with the outside world and was completely locked in this small room.

The only communication with the outside world is that Tang Songkang's subordinates will deliver meals to him on time.

The door was knocked.

The respectful voice of his subordinates came from outside the door.

"Master, I'm coming in."

Although, Tang Yiheng was under house arrest in the bedroom.

However, it was not harsh.

Tang Songkang provided him with delicious food and drink. Except for the restriction of freedom and the inability to communicate with the outside world, there was no other difference from usual.

Tang Yiheng's eyes were cold and he didn't make a sound.

The subordinates took his indifference for granted, pushed open the door, and walked into the room with food on their own.

"Master, this is today's dinner."

dinner?

Tang Yiheng's eyes moved, his voice was hoarse.

"It's already night?"

"That's right, it's night."

Tang Yiheng withdrew his gaze and regained his indifferent expression again.

These days, he stays in the bedroom and can't do anything.

Every day is nothing more than eating, drinking and sleeping.

And try to get in touch with the outside world.

Even morning and night are somewhat unclear.

"Where's Dad?"

Tang Yiheng asked in a natural tone, clenched his fists secretly.

The men answered cautiously.

"Mr. Tang's whereabouts are beyond my control."

Tang Yiheng sneered.

"Give me your mobile phone, I want to call He Yutang and ask about grandpa's situation."

Still cautious, his subordinates shook their heads and refused.

"I'm sorry, young master, Mr. Tang said that you can't get in touch with the outside world."

Tang Yiheng's face was stained with anger.

"Can't I call to find out about my grandfather's condition? I am locked in the room every day, and my grandfather is seriously ill in bed. I have no chance to go to his bedside to perform my filial piety."

Tang Yiheng's tone was sad.

"I really want to know about Grandpa's condition."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, but still refused.

"I'm really sorry, young master, I'm sorry that my subordinates can't satisfy your wish. If you are really worried about the old man, you might as well communicate with Mr. Tang."

The subordinates consciously came up with a very good idea.

"Mr. Tang will definitely understand your painstaking efforts and satisfy your wishes."

Tang Yiheng became angry all of a sudden.

"Are you under house arrest? Is your grandfather seriously ill in bed? Can you really understand my mood at the moment?"

Tang Yiheng handed him the dinner angrily, and the Buddha was on the ground.

The porcelain bowl was torn apart, and the soup splashed all over the floor.

The subordinates did not dare to talk back, and silently cleaned up the mess on the floor.

The room was quiet again.

Tang Yiheng buried his face in his palm, full of pain.

He must escape from here.

Don't let Tang Songkang be at his mercy.

But these days, he has tried all kinds of methods, but he still has no clue to escape.

Tang Yiheng used both kindness and power, and tried all kinds of soft and hard strategies.

Tang Songkang's subordinates were always reticent, and they were determined to put him under house arrest.

No matter what, he has to escape from here.

Tang Yiheng curled his lips dejectedly, and smiled bitterly.

Now, Tang Songkang is no longer his father.

(End of this chapter)