A Suspenseful Uncle-Nephew Relationship
Chapter 160:A Suspenseful Uncle-Nephew Relationship
Gu Yi looked at the scene with a headache, Sheng Bai came to the door, but he did not have any position to refute, after all, this matter, do no brainless people, not others, but their own son.
In any case, he has to give an account to the family.
"My dear family, I think there must be a misunderstanding of this matter, and I will definitely give my wife an account."After all, Gu Yiming was still an old fox, soothing Sheng Bai, "I only have one daughter-in-law to admit, that is, her wife."No woman can come into my house!”
With that said, Gu Yiming said: "Moreover, this is only a unilateral saying in Nancheng, without signing, everything is not a foregone conclusion."Besides, the cooperation between the family and the family for so many years, he can't be so angry."
Shengbai is not a fuel-efficient lamp, overheard, see Gu Yiming good words, but also smart to see good, but the tone is still very strong: "I want to Gu Nancheng personally come to tell me what is going on."
“That’s certain.”Gu Yiming laughed, "This thing, Gu's public relations department will also deal with it in the first place."
“Hm.”He snorted coldly.
Gu Yiming appeased Shengbai, and personally appeared at the door of Gu's group with Shengyuan.
Gu's group has long been surrounded by reporters of the water, when they saw Gu Yiming and Shengyuan appeared, everyone's faces were full of excitement.
If it were not for the preservation, everyone would have guessed that a swarm of bees had washed up.
“Mr. Gu, is Gu always divorced Mrs. Gu?”
"Gu Lao, Gu's group and Sheng's group will not change because of divorce."
"Gu Lao, this press release was personally issued by the personal lawyer of Gu Nancheng, is it not on behalf of the President himself?"
...
A sharp question, so for the patriarch and the lady.
Sheng Yuan seems to have calmed down, no matter how glified at home, in front of these reporters, she will always be the first wife in Fengcheng.
It cannot be taken over, but it cannot be ignored by others.
The reporter saw that the two people did not speak, but the original speculation was more and more uneasy.
If Shengyuan and Gu Nancheng divorce, how can Gu Yiming appear here and stand with Sheng Yuanyuan?Everyone looked at each other, and there was a look of inexplicableness in their faces.
Just after the reporter was completely quiet, Gu Yiming calmly said: "Today's news in the newspaper is completely untrue, the person who sent the press release is indeed a private lawyer in Gunancheng, but it is out of the inner thief, Gu's can go to today, how many people are red and jealous, can stink about the image of Nancheng, to a large extent, it has affected Gu."
After he spoke, there was silence.
Sheng Yuanyuan always stood by Gu Yiming's side and maintained a smile throughout.
“What’s more, if they divorce, will you not find any news at the marriage registry?”This kind of thing is unilaterally impossible.“Have you seen the city itself?”
Gu Yi said with great intention and sharp eyes: "This kind of false report, you have not had any discernment ability in the media circle for such a long time?"
A word, let the people present bowed their heads and whispered, and the original explosive news became confused in an instant.
At this time, Sheng Yuanyuan said very lightly: "My husband and I have been married for six years, there is no disagreement, and why divorce."Moreover, the family and the family are involved in a big deal, and it will not be so hasty.I think it's someone who's stirring up disinherence."
With that, she smiled lightly, with a flying look on her face: "I don't look at the entertainment gossip, but it doesn't mean I don't understand, many people covet my husband, and it's not surprising."
Such a word, which sounds light and light, but with absolute deterrence, is almost a hammer.
After looking at each other, the reporter immediately said, “Mrs. Gu, do you know that someone wants to do this in your words?”
In a word, let the glare of the glare of the 四媛媛 fall on the reporter's body, very lightly smiled: "I said nothing, there is no evidence of things, can not be casually suspicious."
This makes the hymn win full of stupor.
Everyone's kindness to her is constantly rising, and the person behind it is scolding.
The original painting style was reversed in the shortest possible time, and the divorce between Gunan City and Shengyuan was pushed aside, but the people who planned this conspiracy were constantly speculated by everyone.
...
When Song Xiaoxi saw the news, it was just over to end an operation.
The little nurses around them were talking about the lively discussion, and when they saw the Song Xiaoxi coming out, it was the middle rule that the gossip was collected, and seriously bowed down to do things.
Song Xiaoxi did not speak, very seriously from beginning to end to read all the contents again, hands so propped in the jawbone, seems to be thinking about what.
For a long time, he took out his mobile phone and pointed out the WeChat that was small, which was when he met that day, and he added it.
Is your uncle getting a divorce?】
A very inquiring tone.
Then the phone was so casually placed on the desk, but the eyes did not leave the phone, as if waiting for a small reply.
As a result, until the night, Song Xiaoxi did not wait for the hour to reply.
Looking at the peeling stickers of the major forums, the divorce of Guannan City and Shengyuan has been turned into a variety of suspense posts.
This kind of thing, Song Xiaoxi has never been interested, but this time with patience, a little bit of reading.There are any kinds of speculations in the post, and even inventory of all kinds of suspicious people who appear around Gunan City.
Finally, Song Xiaoxi was seen laughing, he felt that now the netizens have become detectives, one by one reasoning are modeled.
Until the argument put forward in a post, let Song's eyebrows frowned.
The name of the hourly thought appeared above, and some people boldly put forward the hourly thoughts and Gunan City is not the uncle's love, and even the head of the analysis is the Tao, so that people can not find a rebuttal.
A stone stirs up a thousand waves.
Sung saw it all the way to three in the morning.
It was just a small group of voices, but it gradually became loud, and finally almost out of control.
All the public opinion / side of the development towards the "uncle love" gimmick, and even the post appeared in a variety of vague photos, vaguely can be recognized that it is Gunan City and the hour.
Song Xiaoxi's face was somewhat uncertain, and then looked at the mobile phone on the desktop, but there was never any reply.
Time to read and care about the south?
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When the plane arrived in Switzerland, it was noon local time.
Time to read the habit of opening the mobile phone, check WeChat, the result, the mobile phone has not come and boot, is Gunan City very natural collection.
"That's my phone."The sound of the hour's low thought, but with dissatisfaction, and afraid of waking up still asleep Li Xinyi.
Gu Nancheng looked at the small thoughts with a smile, but did not return the mobile phone to her meaning: "Come out on vacation, and then go to the mobile phone, don't you think it is very wasteful?"
“But...”
“No, not yet.”Gu Nancheng's attitude is very insistent, "All the work, I have explained to Li Ming, these days will not come to you."
When I looked at Gunan City, I always felt that there was something wrong, but I couldn't say it, and in the end I could only look at Gunan City so confused.
Gu Nancheng smiled very low, and suddenly took his mobile phone out of his pocket, and then put it in the palm of his mind: "It's fair, I also shut down."
I kept a moment in mind: “...”
Too late to say anything more, almost passive, she looked at Gu Nancheng with one hand on her luggage, holding Li Yixiang in the other hand, and walked to the parking lot not far away.
Finally, she went back to God: "Borton, I'll come."
"No, that doesn't make me tired."The city of Gunan smiled low and ignored the small thoughts.
Instead, the sideways kiss on the lips of the hour, bright and right, and of course.
The warm temperature on the thin lips came, pasted with a small thought of a little cold lip palette, and even a moment of illusion, the heat, so through the lip petals, straight to the bottom of the heart.
She stood very quietly, watching Gu Nancheng gently and carefully put Li Xinkai on the safety seat, and then put the luggage in the trunk.
Even in winter in Switzerland, it began to snow, but Gunan still wears very little, and through the clothes, thoroughly feel the explosive force and sex / feeling.
For a moment, the little thought could not open his eyes.
I can’t believe this man is now with him.
No one knows, no one knows, and can walk on the street without scruples.
Just like London, like Tokyo.
“Look, what’s so inatible?”Gu Nancheng put his luggage and went to the side of the co-pilot's seat, "London is not snowing, snow is still so serious?"
“No.”The hour denied it.
“Hmm.”Gu Nancheng looked at the strange little thought in his eyes.
The strong hand was put on the door, and suddenly, the slender arm put his waist from behind, and the small face of his life was so attached to his clothes, rubbed against his clothes.
For a moment, Gu Nancheng froze, and the big hand naturally wrapped the small hand with a little cold moment: "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, I want to hold my uncle."The hour was small and rubbing down, and it was very light to open the mouth.
“Idiot.”Gu Nancheng was quiet for a moment before he said, "If you want to hold it at any time, I won't run away."
“Hmm.”The hour is just a sound.
The two of them stood in the same place, until the small idea had enough, loosened the southern city, Gu Nancheng turned around, the forehead against her forehead, eyebrows with a smile: "Enough?"
"Enough is enough."The hour is small to look up.
The red lips were just affixed to the thin lips of Gunan City, and the small hands of the onion were so hanging on their legs, and the glare of the eyes was a little faint.
Until the lower jaw bone was pinched by this man's large hand, half-forced look at the eyes of Gunan City dipped in ink: "What's the matter?"
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