My Cold Gentle Husband

"Hey, Dad." Gu Yuzhi's one-handed slanting in the pocket of his suit pants, looking out the window.

"Gu Yuzhi! You are a kid! You still know that I am your dad!" Gu’s angry voice was passed over the phone.

Gu Yuzhi slightly twisted the eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You are still embarrassed to ask me what's wrong? I ask you, why does gt entertainment help A Nan to swear? Is it that people are white and light?" Ah?"

"No!"

"No! What are you doing for this?"

"Dad, I have said it many times. If you really hate Yan, we can sever the relationship. I left Yan with Yan Yan. Since then, I have not contacted each other."

"Hey boy! Cough and cough, you have to mad at me, you are mad at me! That dead girl gave you a cough and cough up what ecstasy soup?" Gu father, while coughing.

"Dad?" Gu Yuzhi held the hand of the mobile phone to tighten a few points.

Gu’s father is old and can’t stand the gas. He knows, but he can’t stand the attitude of his father’s whiteness.

"Oh! Old Gu! Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you do this, you naturally have his reason. Don't be angry!"

The voice of Mrs. Gu’s voice came over.

Gu Yuzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Gu’s father would be mad at him.

"That's awkward, your father is not feeling well now, I hang up, rest assured, I will take care of him, there will be nothing."

Mrs. Gu took the call.

"Yeah." Gu Yuzhi responded and hung up.

He has always been like this, his heart is very hard, just in front of the white light, he will always surrender.

She is his weakness.

He gathered his emotions, returned to his position, and continued to stare at the scene.

Outside the window, the night has fallen and the neon is flashing.

Gu Xizhi’s mobile phone rang again.

This time, it is Gu Hang.

In his deep eyelids, he shot a sharp, staring at the phone, letting the phone ring, without any movement.

After a while, the phone hangs up automatically.

Gu Yuzhi’s lips are a little bit sneer.

He really looked down on his nephew, and respectfully respected him on the surface, and dared to do this to him.

The blood geese stood by and stepped forward: "Sir, dinner is ready."

Gu Yuzhi only uses lunch at the company, but looking at today's situation, it is estimated that he will stay in the company for a long time.

I have already passed the off-duty time, and the blood geese let the president's office go, she stayed.

Gu Yuzhi waved his hand: "No appetite."

At this time, the blood eagle came in from the outside and heard the conversation between the two people. He said: "Sir, you don't want to eat or drink, and the wife knows that she will worry."

Gu Yuzhi heard the words, the eyebrows moved slightly, and the lips slowly sketched out a smile.

Well, his little woman is worried.

So he stood up and walked in the direction of the restaurant.

"Look at the scene."

"Yes, sir."

The blood eagle beheaded, then stood by the chair and stared at the surveillance screen.

The blood geese clenched their fists and looked up at the blood eagle, his eyes were not good.

The blood eagle licked his lips slightly and looked at the surveillance picture. The words were said to the blood geese: "The blood geese, the wife is very important to the gentleman. You are not one of the ten thousandth of her. I advise you not to look for a dead end."

""

The blood geese bit their lips and did not speak. She walked back to her position and stood respectfully.

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Gu Hang couldn’t get through the call to Gu Yuzhi, and he frowned.

He has seen the news.

What does Xiaoshu mean?

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Is it really white light to kill A Nan?

Doesn't that little uncle be white?

Gu Hang slipped from the room and went to the main building to find the father. He couldn’t watch the white light and die.

Somehow, he was a little flustered.

Gu Jia’s old house is very large. The main building is occupied by Gu’s father. There are also two annexes. One is Gu Hang and his parents live, and one is Gu Yuzhi.

The building of Gu Yuzhi is now empty.

Gu Hang has to go through the building of Gu Yuzhi to get to the hall.

He looked up at the building and clenched his fist.

Soon, he went to the hall, but he heard the voice of Gu’s father and his swearing.

"The little boy is mad at me! I don't agree with them getting married! He wants to tie up! Now it's alright! Gu's family has a murderer!"

"boom!"

"Divorce! Let them divorce!"

"Snapped!"

"I must be white and lightly divorced before Gu Yuzhi! I can't let her go to court as a daughter-in-law!"

"Oh!"

"Come on! Immediately ask a lawyer to come and prepare me for their divorce agreement!"

Gu Hang was in a wheelchair. The night wind in September was cool, but his heart seemed to fall into the ice water.

Grandpa refused to save the white, but instead kicked her off at such a critical time.

Gu Hang twisted his brow. He didn't go in, didn't have to go in, turned the wheelchair, and slipped toward his yard.

After a few minutes, Gu Hang couldn't help but continue to call Gu Yuzhi.

Gu Yuzhi loves white and light, Gu Hang knows that he knew it five years ago, so he carefully planned and let Bai Qingyan fall in love with him and become his chess piece.

Gu Yuzhi will not be white and light.

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When Gu Yuzhi received the call from Gu Hang again, he just finished eating and sat in the position to observe the situation on the spot.

At the scene, the artist walked almost the same, and there were several sparse staff.

He glanced at the phone, his lips taunted, and ignored.

"Notify the indigo, let the staff all withdraw, one does not stay." Gu Yuzhi looked at the blood eagle.

"Yes, sir!" The blood eagle immediately turned and left.

The lingering light of Gu Yanzhi’s eyes swept to the blood geese standing straight, and the picture in his mind flashed again.

"Blood goose."

"Yes, sir." Blood geese stepped forward.

"Get off work."

"Yes." The blood geese hesitated and retired.

Looking back at the surveillance screen, Gu Yuzhi looked back and forth.

The phone that hangs up automatically rang again.

Gu Yuzhi picked up the phone with some irritability, and the slender fingers pointed to the edge of the phone.

It seems that Gu Hang is going to call him today.

Gu Yuzhi reached out and pulled a button on the neckline of the shirt.

"Hey." He picked up the phone and his voice was cold.

"Hey, Xiaoshu, it’s me, Gu Hang." Gu Hang’s voice was anxious.

"Gu Yuzhi did not answer, leaning against the boss's chair, turning the chair and looking at the neon flashing outside the window.

"Uncle, I saw the news! Yan Yan can't kill! Uncle, it must be wrong, you must check it out!"

"Yan Yan?"

"No! Little nephew! Uncle, I don't think she will kill."

“Why are you so sure? Are you familiar?”

"No. Xiaoshu, don't you believe in your wife?"