shock!The cold and disabled boss stood up and kissed me

In the hospital corridor in the middle of the night, the incandescent lamps glowed with a cold light, Gu Ze'an strode forward, followed by Jiang Shen.

Stop at the door of the intensive care unit.

The man looked at the word 'severe illness' and had doubts in his heart: I haven't seen you for a few days, and Song Zhiya put herself in the intensive care unit?
Push the door to enter.

When he saw a swollen body with pale skin and a face covered with scars lying on the hospital bed.

I couldn't help but doubt in my heart, could this be Song Zhiya?

The man frowned, stroked his chin and looked at the person on the bed.

"Song Zhiya?" He tried to call her name.

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Song Zhiya said in her hoarse voice: "Ze...Ze'an..."

"Wait! Don't call me that." Gu Ze'an took a step back, disgusted: "Song Zhiya, you are like this now, it's really disgusting."

When Gu Ze'an thought of the upside-down relationship with Song Zhiya in bed before, he looked at the disgusting woman in front of him who was swollen like sourdough bread.

Immediately goosebumps all over.

Gu Ze'an is a person who holds grudges very much. Seeing Song Zhiya's current appearance, he is also somewhat pleased.

It's really good reincarnation.

Song Zhiya, who was lying on the bed, was trembling with anger after hearing what he said. She had a very strong self-esteem. If it was in the past, she would never say a word to him again.

But at the moment she has nothing to do, she has no leverage.

Gu Ze'an is his last hope.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense." The man picked his ears very impatiently: "You say you know Gu Zechuan's secret, so tell me."

Song Zhiya clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were scarlet, she looked at the man from the corner of her eye, like a fish dying on the shore.

"This secret... is related to your future future."

"I need...in exchange..."

Gu Ze'an knew that she must have a purpose for calling him here, but she was already lying on the bed of the intensive care unit, and she couldn't think about it.

"Tell me, do you want me to choose a better cemetery for you?" The man smirked.

Song Zhiya clenched her teeth: "Help me get cured."

The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the half-dead woman on the hospital bed, and sneered, "You, who spent half your life in the Temple of Yama, still want to live in the Yang world?"

"Gu Ze'an...Only I can help you, you can't beat him."

The man put away his foolish look, and looked at her coldly: "What are you? Only I don't want it, and I can't beat him without me."

"It's just that you have more than 100 companies under your control. What's the big deal?"

"As far as I know, several companies have already closed down. The old man knows, how many gray hairs will he worry about?"

"Besides, he's a cripple, so he really thought he could sit until Gu..."

Song Zhiya's voice was trembling and hoarse: "He is not disabled."

The man's words were interrupted.

Standing behind Gu Ze'an, Jiang Shen suddenly frowned and looked at the woman on the hospital bed.

The expression on Gu Ze'an's face slowly became distorted.

"What did you say? What did you just say?"

Song Zhiya said again vigorously: "His legs are intact, I saw it with my own eyes."

Gu Ze'an's eyes widened, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his face turned pale in an instant.

What did his thick lips open and close to say?
"Impossible... Impossible... The doctor said he couldn't stand up, the doctor said he couldn't stand up in his life."

Like a wild dog out of control, Gu Ze'an rushed forward to hold Song Zhiya's shoulder tightly, the strength of his hand almost crushed her shoulder.

"You bitch, are you lying to me?"

"You just wanted me to save you, so you lied to me, didn't you?"

"You are an unscrupulous woman who just wants to use my money to save your life, a bitch."

Song Zhiya's eyes turned white from being shaken by him, she gritted her teeth and said, "If I'm lying... I will be struck by lightning, and I will die."

Gu Ze'an looked at her in disbelief.

"Gu Ze'an, save my life, I can help you deal with him and make you the successor of the Gu family."

"Why should I trust you? What makes me trust you?"

"Life."

Song Zhiya looked at the ceiling with scarlet eyes, her voice was broken like glass shards: "I will help you deal with him with my life."

"Believe me, I hate him more than you do."

"No, I hate them more than you do."

"I became like this because of them, as long as you save my life, I will drag them to hell together." Song Zhiya's ferocious facial features twisted.

Gu Ze'an believed it.

He felt that a person who wanted to use his own life to drag others to hell with him must be crazy.

And he needs this kind of subordinate who works hard.

Song Zhiya is no different.

"Okay, I'll save you."

----

Gu Wan.

When Gu Zechuan received a mysterious phone call, his expression flashed a little dignified, and after seeing Song Qingli's face, he relaxed again.

He brought Song Qingli back home, and all the maids looked at Song Qingli with a different color in their eyes.

It was as if he wanted to come forward and slap her, but since Gu Zechuan was beside her intimately, he had no choice.

Uncle Jin's face is like constipation.

His eyebrows were knitted together, and when he saw the second young master brought his wife back, his expression became even more serious.

"Second Young Master, Mr. Gu called and said that he would throw out all Miss Song's things."

Song Qingli raised her brows slightly, she thought to herself, Uncle Jin is a person who can understand clearly, he must have known about the outside world, that's why he changed her address to Miss Song instead of Madam.

Gu Zechuan raised his dark eyes, and said coldly: "I will throw anyone who dares to throw Qingli's things."

Uncle Jin was dumbfounded.

The second young master is usually very kind, why is it like taking gunpowder today?
Song Qingli pretended to be innocent and responded to the gazes from nearby.

Then, under their searchlight-like eyes, they followed Gu Zechuan into Gu Wan.

"Ah Ze, why are they looking at me like this?" Song Qingli's voice was not too loud, and it fell into the ears of Uncle Jin who was standing not far away.

Song Qingli saw Uncle Jin's figure froze from a distance, and was inexplicably funny.

Gu Zechuan shook his head and looked at her bad taste.

"Qingli, don't go out recently, I have placed many bodyguards around Gu Wan to protect your safety."

Hearing what he said, it seemed like he was about to go on a long journey.

"Where are you going?"

Gu Zechuan smiled and walked to her side, holding her limp hand, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together: "Business, I'm very busy, I've been delayed for too long."

"So you're not going home?" Song Qingli looked at him with some resentment.

The man's black eyes rolled, as if touched.

Home, the word, is like a cupid's arrow hitting the chest.

She agrees that this is home.

Excited, the man suddenly hugged her slender waist and spun around.

The image in the girl's eyes moved so fast that she hugged the man's neck tightly and screamed.

He stopped.

Song Qingli thumped his chest: "What are you doing?"

Gu Zechuan kissed her domineeringly for a while before answering her question: "Return, every day."

What Song Qingli didn't know was that Gu Zechuan's office was far away from here, and it would take 5 hours to go back and forth by helicopter.