Are You Addicted?

"what happened?"

"The two said that a plainclothes police officer followed them that day. They were afraid that the police could see the details, and then temporarily dropped the equipment and ran away."

"What details do they have?"

"Um ... it's a fake reporter ..."

"Who stipulates that only real reporters can carry cameras?"

"But they are wearing fake press badges on their chests. This is not to fear ..."

"Then I ask you, how did they see that it was plainclothes police?"

"These people chased them all the time, they panicked, so ..."

"Follow them?" Gu Hai was furious, and his leopard-like body suddenly rose from the sofa. "Are you looking for a group of inattentive people? Also plainclothes police? It's a group of robbers, and they have been caught."

"Robbery robbers ... impossible?"

"Impossible?" Gu Hai took a breath and closed his eyes, "I asked you, what about those devices? Where did those devices go after the two men ran?"

The people questioned were silent.

Gu Hai calmed down and waved, "You go out."

There was a moment of silence in the room. Gu Hai held her hands on both sides of the bridge of her nose, thinking about everything that happened at the wedding yesterday, the process of sitting on the seat waiting for hope, and finally hope again.

In fact, if you think about it, you are still too naive.

Even if the two people who had been invited arrived successfully at the scene and successfully disrupted the game, would the results change as a result?

the answer is negative.

His admired father since childhood, after all, will take another woman's hand and re-enter the palace of the wedding. And his mother was lying in a solitary grave. She died for his husband. The smile before her death was willing.

Gu Hai stood upright in front of the window and looked out, Mom, I miss you.

"Xiaohai, I'm your aunt, have you run out of equipment? The TV station has been urging me to send it back as soon as possible."

"Gone."

"What, gone?"

"Well, I'll get you two new ones as soon as possible."

Gu Hai hung up the phone, at the same time, his father and stepmother returned, and the newly formed family shared dinner for the first time.

Gu Hai ate her own food, and did not speak the whole process.

Gu Weiting glanced at Gu Hai, "Why not?"

"Don't you be talking when you eat?"

"Allow you to say today."

"Head of the report, nothing to say."

"Hahaha ..."

A crisp bell-like laughter rang through An's restaurant without warning, and Gu Hai was almost choked. In fact, in the past ten years, such a hearty laughter never appeared in his house.

Gu Weiting seemed to be accustomed for a long time. He didn't change his face and his heart didn't beat. He took out a paper towel and handed it to the woman next to him. His voice was low and powerful.

"Sorry, sorry."

Jiang Yuan wiped his mouth and laughed, and occasionally placed his eyes on Gu Hai's body. Seeing that he had never cared about himself, he stretched out his chopsticks and put a whole catfish on Gu Hai's plate.

"eat more."

Gu Hai was thundered again by this woman.

He thought that Gu Weiting must find a woman comparable to his mother, but the one in front of him couldn't find any good except for his beauty. The smile was sullen, showing every move of rural women.

Why did Gu Weiting see her?

Could it be that you have eaten a lot of mountain and sea food and suddenly want to taste the taste of big feces?

"The child will take over tomorrow and live together."

A word from Gu Weiting once again stiffened the atmosphere in the room.

Gu Hai didn't speak, but from his face, he already saw what he wanted to say.

"Xiaohai." Jiang Yuan still smiled and smiled. "My son is as old as you and has a similar temper. I think you will definitely join the fate."

"He's here, I'll go."

Gu Hai blocked all Jiang Yuan's words in a sentence.

Gu Weiting was furious. "You can go now."

Gu Hai stood up, Jiang Yuan also stood up, anxiously.

"Don't be angry with your dad. I didn't even want my son to come here. He is more sticky with his dad, and living with me is not customary."

In her forties, a divorced woman and her seventeen-year-old son.

Gu Weiting, you can really accommodate yourself.

It is for this woman that you designed to frame your wife who has been with you for twenty years?

"He can't get over, I have to go."

Gu Weiting's face was covered with clouds. Although he stood upright, he could still see that his broad shoulders were shaking slightly.

Gu Hai ignored the two hot sights behind him. He wanted to leave long ago, but with only one less motivation. Now, he has achieved his wish.