Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Chapter 22: Song Wuyou, let's see how long you pretend to be

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From the beginning to the end, the only clown he saw was Song Jiumei.

When Song Jiumei pointed at Song Wuyou and scolded her, she acted calmly.

Even the movement of raising his hand and slapping his face is so stylish.

If it was in the past, if Song Wuyou wanted to hit someone, he would definitely not slap someone like this, but would pounce on him and pull the other person's hair...

"Master, Manager Liu sent the surveillance video." At this moment, Ade, who was standing straight outside the living room, came in with his mobile phone.

"Hmm." Gu Yanhao replied blankly.

Ade put the mobile phone on the coffee table, and let Gu Yanhao watch the video being played.

In the video, it was Song Wuyou and Xu Jing who appeared in Gu Chun's shop...

Gu Yanhao watched the video with cold eyes, and his eyes flickered when he saw Song Wuyou scolding Song Jiumei for not using dirty words.

This woman, just a few words made Song Jiumei flush with anger, her neck thickened, and she was really good at cursing.

In the video, he could hear their conversation clearly.

From the video, Song Wuyou was not wrong, and she did not criticize the dress designed by Song Jiuyue.

It was Song Jiumei who deliberately found fault, but everyone outside thought it was Song Wuyou's fault.

"Who is she?" Gu Yanhao said coldly after the video was played.

"??" Ade couldn't react at the moment, who was he asking.

But before he could answer, Gu Yanhao's cold voice sounded again, "Next time I go to the store, I don't want to see her there."

When Ade heard it, he immediately understood.

He nodded quickly, respectfully, "Yes, young master!"

Then he secretly glanced at Gu Yanhao, when did the young master care so much about the young lady's affairs

Even the salesperson who offended the young lady was fired...

As soon as Ade put the phone back, the phone in Gu Yanhao's pocket rang.

He took out his phone to see the caller ID—Song Jiuyue.

Gu Yanhao's eyes were cold, and his tone was also light, "Say."

"Young Master Gu, are you free? I invite you to have dinner." Song Jiuyue stood in front of the audition, turned around and was satisfied with her attire.

"No time." Gu Yanhao coldly rejected her.

"..." As soon as Song Jiuyue heard these two words, her smile froze for a moment.

"I have revised several places in the design draft, and I still want to be able to discuss the work with you while eating."

"Send the revised drawing to Li Miwen's mailbox, and I will go over it personally when I arrive at the company tomorrow."

"Did you have meal?"

Gu Yanhao didn't answer her, and hung up the phone directly.

Throwing the phone to the sofa, I caught a glimpse of a figure on the stairs.

Gu Yanhao shot over with a sharp gaze, "What is Song Wuyou doing up there?"

Xu Jing was terrified by his staring eyes, "Sleep...sleep."

When Gu Yanhao heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

That woman went to bed so early

Didn't she like dangling in front of him very much before

When he came back to the villa, she asked him this and that annoyingly.

Even if he didn't answer any of her questions, with Hei's cold face, she was not afraid of death and chattered.

She is so abnormal today

Gu Yanhao sneered, Song Wuyou, I want to see how long you pretend.

Song Wuyou didn't sleep.

She is sitting at the dresser now, drawing something.

She used Xu Jing's mobile phone to check online just now.

Anyone can participate in this year's International Fashion Competition, as long as you register before the registration deadline.

There is still half a month before the deadline for registration. I don't know if she can draw a decent work in half a month.