Gu Jingyu's words were very rude and did not give Ji Mei any face.

His usual way of dealing with people and things that are easy to get entangled is to cut the mess quickly.

Xiaoyu left almost in a mess. Ji Mei married into the Gu family for 20 years, and this was the first time she had a fight with Gu Jinghong.

Gu Zhengguo was so angry that he beat Gu Jingyu hard.

Gu Jingyu's back was opened and she could only lie on the bed.

Zhao Lanfang felt sorry for her son and put medicine on Gu Jingyu with red eyes.

"It hurts, mom, please be gentle, are I your biological child?"

Gu Jingyu said with a frown.

"Shut up, I see if you dare to make trouble in the future."

Zhao Lanfang said angrily, but the action of applying medicine to him was a little lighter.

"You are really becoming less and less ignorant now. Even if you don't like Xiaoyu anymore, she is your sister-in-law's cousin. You have to give your sister-in-law some face, otherwise it will not be difficult for your brother to do."

Zhao Lanfang said helplessly while applying medicine to him.

"When will my brother complain to my sister-in-law? She will make a fuss. If she can't make a fuss, she will calm down."

Gu Jingyu said it dismissively.

"You dare to say it.

Jingyu, when can you calm down? Let me save my worries.”

Zhao Lanfang sighed.

"After I get married with Xie Yao, keeping it safe will save you."

Gu Jingyu said.

Zhao Lanfang frowned and didn't say anything.

Gu Jingting tilted his head, lay on the bed, and continued, "Mom, you know me, there is nothing I can't do.

Xie Yao, I must marry you. If you agree, everyone will be happy.

If you don’t agree…” “What else do you want to make trouble if you don’t agree!”

Zhao Lanfang scolded angrily.

“What else can I do?

At worst, you can run away from home. Uncle Murong likes me very much and probably won’t mind me getting married.”

Before Gu Jingyu could finish his words, Zhao Lanfang beat the back of his head hard.

"You have the nerve to say such words, and if your father hears them, he will definitely be beaten again."

Gu Jingyu hummed and didn't say anything.

After Zhao Lanfang finished the medicine for him, she carried the medicine box out.

Gu Jingyu lay on the bed, reached out to pick up the cell phone on the bedside table, and called Xie Yao.

The phone was turned off, and then he remembered that Xie Yao should still be on the plane at this time.

He took out Xie Yao's WeChat and left her a message: Wife, I was beaten, are you feeling distressed?

After the message was sent, there was naturally no reply.

Gu Jingyu threw the phone aside and closed his eyes to rest.

The old man is so old and still so ruthless, he even wonders if he is really adopted.

Gu Jingyu just lay in bed for one night, and got up to work the next day.

The next week, he visited the grassroots level, and even Xie Yao returned to China, neither of them could meet each other.

Gu Jingyu was busy getting up early and going to bed late, and he never expected that Xiaoyu would come to Xie Yao.

The day after Xie Yao returned to China, she went to work in the company.

After a busy whole morning, during lunch break, Xie Yao took out the picture book from the drawer. The first page of the picture book was the unfinished suit dress.

She pulled out a pencil from the pen holder, and as soon as she drew two strokes, the office door was pushed open from the outside.

Xie Yao didn't even raise her head, her eyes were still focused on the manuscript, and she said in a very light tone: "Have you ever learned to knock on the door?"

"I knocked it, it's because you were too focused and didn't hear it."

Murong Yubin's ability to tell lies with his eyes open is also first-class.

Xie Yao ignored him and continued to draw the manuscript intently.

Murong Yubin came over, looked at the manuscript she was drawing, and asked with a smile: "Draw it for me?"

"I know it doesn't match your style, but I'm wasting my mouth and asking."

Xie Yao threw it to him lukewarmly.

Murong Yubin hummed and leaned halfway against Xie Yao's large desk, "I'm for my brother-in-law, are you really going to get married?"

"Isn't you what you hope?"

Xie Yao's tone was still lukewarm.

"Yeah, our little Yaoyao is rarely so obedient, keep going."

Murong Yubin said with a smile.

Xie Yao raised her eyes and glanced at him, then continued to lower her head to draw the manuscript.

A brief silence fell into the office, and then the knock on the door rang again.

"Who is so ignorant during lunch break?"

Murong Yubin muttered, then said to the door: "Come in."

The office door opened from outside and a young strange woman came in.

“Who is this?

You know each other?"

Murong Yubin asked.

Xie Yao shook her head and looked at the woman standing at the door in confusion.

Medium-looking and capable professional attire.

At this time, the woman also looked at her, looking at her without any concealment.

"You're Xie Yao?"

"I am."

Xie Yao nodded, "Do you have something to do with me?"

Xiaoyu bent the corners of his lips and smiled mockingly.

"I had a lot to say, but now when I see you, I suddenly feel like I have nothing to say.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jingyu is also such a superficial woman.

However, you should have heard a saying, "Sex and Love".

A woman’s youth is limited, how long can you be beautiful?

Just take care of yourself.”

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Who is this? It's just inexplicable!"

Murong Yubin reached out and touched his nose.

"It's probably a woman related to Gu Jingyu."

Xie Yao lowered her head and drew the manuscript, and said casually.

"Is my future brother-in-law reliable?"

Xie Yao did not answer and continued to draw the manuscript seriously. After a while, she looked up at Murong Yubin and asked, "What do you think?"

"It's OK, it's suitable for brother-in-law."

Murong Yubin nodded.

Xie Yao threw down the pen, closed the picture book with a bang, and threw it back into the drawer.

She looked at her watch and then said to Murong Yubin: "There are still ten minutes before work. You can go out now and take the elevator upstairs. You should be able to return to the office within ten minutes.

Being late is not a good habit.”

"I came here to ask you why your phone was blocked. Mom called you a few times and was worried that you had something to do, so I asked me to come and take a look."

Murong Yubin knocked on the table, and Xie Yao's cell phone threw it on the desktop.
To be continued...