Song Jiumei's eyes were red with grievance, "Sister, I'm not trying to match them up, I'm just..."
"Stop talking!" Song Jiuyue suddenly growled at Song Jiumei.
In her own car, outsiders can't see it, and she doesn't need to deliberately disguise her emotions.
Although Song Jiumei understood Song Jiuyue's temperament, she was extremely wronged by being yelled at and wronged.
Tears welled up in her red eyes, she held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and tried hard to swallow the sore throat.
"Gu Shao is kind to Song Wuyou, it has become a fact. If you want Gu Shao to hate Song Wuyou as before, you have to find a way to destroy Song Wuyou's reputation." Song Jiuyue said coldly.
"What else does Song Wuyou have that is not bad?" Song Jiumei asked puzzled, her voice choked up.
"Hasn't she become very ladylike recently? She even dresses differently. You find a way to restore her to her previous appearance."
"..." How can this bring her back to her previous appearance
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After finishing the chicken soup, Song Wuyou felt sleepy.
Gu Yanhao helped her to lie down, and thoughtfully covered her with a quilt.
Looking up, seeing Mu Gu still sitting there, he raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes were terribly dark.
"Why don't you leave?" The man's voice was cold.
Mu Gu's peachy eyes flashed, his lips curled up, and he smiled monstrously, "Wait for you to invite me out for dinner."
"I want to accompany my wife." Gu Yanhao said coldly.
"Accompany my wife and have dinner too."
Song Wuyou looked at Gu Yanhao, "You and Mu Gu go out to eat."
"I'm not hungry." Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou.
The deep and dark eyes were very quiet, and Song Wuyou's heart jumped when he saw it.
Mu Gu came over and grabbed Gu Yanhao's arm, "It will take a long time to accompany my wife. Let's go out to eat."
Gu Yanhao wanted to shake off Mu Gu, his thick black eyebrows were frowned, and he looked at Mu Gu's hand with some distaste.
What's the proper way for two big men to argue
Song Wuyou seemed to chase someone away: "You all go out, someone is here, I can't sleep well."
"Did you hear that? Your wife doesn't like you pestering her." Mu Gu said jokingly.
But when Gu Yanhao heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
While being dragged out by Mu Gu, he looked back at Song Wuyou.
I saw her eyes open, a little sleepy, looking at him calmly.
There is no reluctance, and no reluctance.
It seemed that it didn't matter whether he was there or not.
No, it should be, she prefers his absence.
Gu Yanhao frowned even tighter, really like what Mu Gu said, she doesn't like being pestered by him
He thought of the past, before, she was always pestering him—
It turns out that this is the feeling of being hated by someone you like.
Gu Yanhao walked out of the ward, shook off Mu Gu's hand, with a cold expression on his face.
Mu Gu looked at his dark face and said, "Can I treat you to eat?"
"I don't care." He has plenty of money.
"If Wuyou needs it, let her rest well. If you starve to death, who will take care of her?" Mu Gu shook his head, "I really don't understand you, Song Wuyou used to pester you, but now you pester Song Worry-free, this is the so-called feng shui rotation?"
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It was an hour later when Gu Yanhao came back after eating.
He pushed the door in with a food box.
Seeing Song Wuyou on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, he stepped lightly.
He walked to the bed and stood there upright.
He lowered his head and looked at Song Wuyou with deep eyes.