"How could they believe it was you?" Song Jiumei felt extremely wronged.
Seeing her like this, Song Jiuyue was so angry that she wanted to hit her again.
Song Jiuyue glared at her fiercely, took a deep breath, and said coldly: "You should find a way to relieve Song Wuyou's great hatred."
Enduring the burning pain on her face, Song Jiumei stared at Song Jiuyue, "You want me to apologize to Song Wuyou?"
Mrs. Song also hated Song Wuyou very much. Whenever she saw Song Wuyou's face, she couldn't help but think of Yang Xiaolan who seduced her husband.
"Why should Jiumei apologize to that bitch Song Wuyou?"
Song Jiuyue looked at them and sneered helplessly: "I think you guys don't know enough about Gu Shao. He mentioned the right to privacy and the right to reputation in front of reporters. I believe he must have found the uploader. The next step is to punish you by law." Yes. Song Jiumei, please do it yourself."
When Song Jiumei heard this, the arrogant flames gradually receded, and she began to feel a little scared.
She stared blankly at Song Jiuyue, "Did he tell you?"
"Yes!" Song Jiuyue didn't like to see Song Jiumei's smart-witted look the most.
"You won't intercede for me?" Song Jiumei looked at Song Jiuyue with some resentment.
"How can I intercede for you?" Song Jiuyue was excited and shouted at Song Jiumei: "It's fine if he doesn't expose me, how can I intercede for you?!"
"..." Song Jiumei's back stiffened when she heard this.
After Mrs. Song heard this, she realized that violating other people's privacy and reputation would lead to imprisonment.
And the other party is Gu Yanhao, if he cares about it, the entire Song family can't beat him.
"Jiuyue, what should we do?" Mrs. Song looked at Song Jiuyue worriedly.
"What else can I do? Tell your precious little daughter to confess to Song Wuyou in person!"
"..." Song Jiumei curled her lips, with a look of reluctance.
"What's your expression? You're not willing?" Song Jiuyue was furious at Song Jiumei's expression: "Don't be complacent, if Song Wuyou refuses to forgive you, you can wait to enter the Public Security Bureau!"
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Song Wuyou hugged his knees, sat on the window sill, and looked outside quietly.
It was dark, and the sky was twinkling with stars.
Every time I think of the scene of being kissed by Gu Yanhao in the office, it's like a deer bumping into her heart.
Song Wuyou raised his hand and gently touched his lips with his index finger.
It seems that the smell of Gu Yanhao still remains here, this smell can actually make her heart sweet.
Oops, why does my heart beat faster
Song Wuyou patted his heart and took a deep breath.
"Don't think about it, don't think about it." She shook her head, thinking of nothing, what did she want Gu Yanhao to kiss her for
"Don't think about anything?" Gu Yanhao's deep voice came from the side.
Song Wuyou was startled, and quickly turned his head to stare at him: "You want to scare me to death?"
Gu Yanhao was holding a tray with a can of soup on it.
Seeing Song Wuyou reacted so strongly, he raised his eyebrows and narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes slightly, "What are you thinking?"
"Why should I tell you?" Of course she couldn't say she was thinking about him kissing her.
"Come here for soup." Gu Yanhao came to the balcony, where there was a small table and two small fabric stools.
"What soup?"
"I stewed it specially for you." But it has been stewed for more than two hours.
Song Wuyou frowned in disbelief: "You stewed it for me?"
Gu Yanhao raised her head, squinted her eyes and looked at her: "Are you coming to drink or not?"
Song Wuyou jumped off the window sill.
Gu Yanhao looked at her and felt that her jumping movements were too perfect.