Gu Shao and his wife are sweet

Chapter 158 179. Mrs. Gu lost contact [3]

Others always call her a money-worshipper, a prodigal, obviously a down-and-out poor person, who wants to use up all her money to buy those flashy luxuries, but still owes thousands of dollars in rent.

Even a shrewd man like Gu Xijue once scolded her for thinking he was an ATM machine.

She used to be a delicate and rich young lady. She had never seen anything good, so how could she worship money?
A secret that no one knows is that she is not a money worshiper, nor is she a prodigal, she just uses shopping to suppress her inner devil.

Otherwise, she felt that she might become blackened, destroy some people and things, and get blood on her hands.

"Madam!" Guan Yue's voice interrupted Murong Nishang who was lost in thought.

Murong Nishang's out-of-focus eyes gradually lit up with a moist light, and she slowly looked at Guan Yue.

"The driver called and asked, it's already six o'clock, are we going back? The villa is about to start preparing dinner."

Murong Nishang shook his head, thinking of meeting Gu Xijue soon, his gloomy mood suddenly became refreshed. "We're not going back to eat, now we're going downstairs, we're going somewhere."

Guan Yue replied to the driver and told him to prepare quickly, they were going downstairs to check out.

She who was walking in front opened the door of the room for Murong Nishang, and closed the door when she came out.

However, when their master and servant walked up to the fire escape stairs, two people rushed out suddenly.

Without further ado, one of them showed the baseball bat in his hand and stared at the two of them with a fierce look in his eyes.

When danger appeared, Guan Yue's eyes tightened, and she subconsciously pulled Murong Nishang behind her.

"Miss, be careful!"

As soon as the crisp words fell, the man picked up his baseball bat and swung it towards Guan Yue.

Guan Yue blocked the heavy blow with the shopping bag in her hand, and turned her head to speak to Murong Nishang behind her. "Madam, hurry up and ask someone to help you."

Murong Nishang frowned deeply, and there was no trace of fear in her narrowed eyes, only overwhelming anger.

The clothes of these two people looked familiar to her, as if they were similar to the bodyguards brought by the stallion she met in the afternoon.

I have been in Los Angeles for so many years, except for encountering Yin Chutong again and having some twists and turns, I have never had any grudges with anyone.

She is confident that she will not be sought for revenge.

The only possibility is that she caused the stallion to lose face, so he asked someone to deal with her.

While thinking, Guan Yue fought with those two people.

However, Guan Yue's kung fu can only deal with ordinary people at all, and there is no chance of winning against two professional male bodyguards.

She herself is a delicate woman, unable to help with anything, even a burden.

After thinking quickly, Murong Nishang turned around and walked away.

While walking, she also took out her cell phone from her bag, wanting to call Gu Xi Jue for help.

Hiss... A strange mist sprayed towards her, and she had no time to dodge it without any precautions.

Standing in front of him was a man dressed similarly to the two bodyguards over there, holding a jar in his hand.

Just now, I was focused on holding the phone, but I didn't notice that a person flashed out, and I was plotted against.

Murong Nishang took a few steps back warily, away from this man, and then ran back.

She didn't know what the vapor was, whether it was dizzy, passionate, or something, she couldn't judge.

The pretty face turned gloomy, and she unlocked the phone while running.

"I want to make a call, but there's no way." The man dodged, rushed in front of her, grabbed her mobile phone with his big hand, and slammed it against the wall.

　This chapter echoes Chapter 1. I wonder if any readers have a bad impression of Mrs. Gu as a vain woman when reading Chapter 1?
　　In fact, she bought it for a reason!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)