"Han Yingjun, if you have the ability, you can go by yourself! My daughter can't, at least she got into Mr. Pei's room, but your daughter can't even get through the crack of the door."

Unexpectedly, Mo Jingyan felt the burning pain on her face, which made her curse Han Yingjun coldly and viciously for the first time.

In fact, she had already had a premonition. When she learned that Mr. Pei left the hotel with Xi Ou in his arms, and there was no news from the person following him, she knew that she had underestimated Mr. Pei.

I'm afraid that her plan failed and she was tricked by Mr. Pei. Han Yingjun's anger is the best proof.

Nowadays, it is probably impossible to rely on Han Yingjun to make a comeback. Although he has a brother-in-law who is an official in Beijing, he has not helped at this critical moment, so what else can he rely on!

In this case, why does Mo Jingyan need to be angry with this old man anymore!

"you……"

Han Yingjun was choked for a moment, and there was a hint of irritation in his eyes. After thinking about it again and again, he took a soft breath and said, "Go and ask her tomorrow."

"good."

This "she" naturally refers to Gu Xiou. Noila Mo also knew that before she could finally fall out, she covered her face in pain and retreated gloomily.

Outside the door, Han Jiaren, who was surprised and secretly confused, quietly retreated to her room, but an idea flashed in her mind. Could it be that the woman in the parking lot today was not Uncle Gu's daughter, but her stepmother's biological child?

She was troubled by this idea, and half an hour later, she was still tossing and turning on the bed in depression...

At this time, in Ancheng's "God Blessing Garden", a high-end residential area in a remote area, Gu Xiou, who was sitting on a black and white style bed, slowly opened his eyes.

This is where?

Gu Xiou, whose head seemed to have been run over by a heavy object and whose body was extremely weak and exhausted, after recollecting the fragments of memories in his mind, sat up from the bed with a slight frown. There was no emotional silence in his indifferent eyes.

"Girl, do you need to wash up?"

There was a sudden sound in the room, and Pei Chengyou's evil voice drew Gu Xiou's gaze back.

At the door of the bathroom, Pei Chengyou, who had obviously just finished taking a shower and was only wearing a towel, looked at the indifferent Gu Xiou with interest, and a vague light flashed in his eyes.

His hair was freshly washed and messy, yet just right, exuding a charming and unruly look. On his beautiful and masculine face, crystal water droplets flowed down his strong chin and onto his wheat-colored chest.

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Chapter completed!