"Don't you think she deserves to die?" Mu Gu looked at Gu Yanhao.
Gu Yanhao's eyes were extremely dark: "Of course she deserves to die, if it wasn't for Wuyou, I would have shot her dead."
"..."
"Wuyou is my wife, Song Jiumei hurt my wife, of course I have to deal with her. What about you? Why do you hate Song Jiumei so much, after giving her rotten medicine, you go out of your way to make those fake photos, so that people all over the country think, Song Jiumei died of syphilis?"
"..." Mu Gu didn't know how to answer Gu Yanhao, so he chose to remain silent.
"What you did was to avenge Wuyou. You heard Song Jiumei yelling at Wuyou and would try her best to harm her when she came out thirty years later, so you silenced her so that she wouldn't hurt Wuyou again. An opportunity to worry."
"..." Mu Gu's eyes flashed, it was indeed so.
"This time, are you planning to kill Yang Yuhui again for the sake of Wuyou's safety?" Gu Yanhao said every word to Mu Gu's heart.
Mu Gu looked at Gu Yanhao with no warmth in his eyes, "Yang Yuhui should be damned."
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows, "They deserve to die, but shouldn't I be the one to deal with them?"
Mu Gu looked at Gu Yanhao with deep eyes.
"Mugu, Wuyou is my wife, and I will protect her."
When Mu Gu heard this, his heart twitched.
Yes, Wuyou is his wife—
Suddenly, Mu Gu smiled evilly, his eyes flickered, his eyes were as dark as stars, "Ah Hao, you don't think I like your wife, do you?"
Gu Yanhao's face was cold, and he looked at him lightly: "Isn't it?"
Mu Gu chuckled, and said angrily: "What do you think of me? We are good brothers, as the saying goes, a friend's wife should not be bullied."
"Then explain why you killed Song Jiumei behind my back."
"Try the effect of rotten medicine, Song Jiumei is the best candidate." He was lying.
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Gu questioningly.
Mu Gu pursed his lips, smiled insincerely, and was very angry.
"Where is Yang Yu coming back?"
Mu Gu was surprised: "Yang Yuhui? I didn't do anything to her."
"But you found out that she bought a killer to take Wuyou's life, didn't you?"
Mu Gu sighed, "I'm for you. My friend was attacked on the street. As a friend, shouldn't it be right for me to investigate clearly? Who knows, the other party didn't want your life, but wanted Your wife's life. Ah Hao, don't forget, your wife is also my friend."
Gu Yanhao sneered, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Mu Gu spread his hands and shrugged, "You can misunderstand that I like Wuyou, but you can't misunderstand that Wuyou likes me."
Gu Yanhao's mocking smile was even more obvious, "Wuyou is not blind."
Didn't she compare him with Mu Gu last time in front of the reporter
"Tch, it sounds like I'm bad, I'm obviously more handsome than you."
"You can go back to your ranch." Gu Haoyan didn't give Mu Gu any affection.
Mu Gu raised his eyebrows: "Do you really want to be discharged from the hospital?"
"nonsense."
"Didn't you promise to stay worry-free for two days? This is only one day."
"Shut up for me!"
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I dare not tell Master Gu about Gu Yanhao's injury.
After being discharged from the hospital and returning to the villa, Gu Yanhao rested on the sofa.
Because he was injured to save himself, Song Wuyou decided to take care of him personally.
He said he wanted to eat millet porridge, and Sister Song cooked it.
He half-lyed on the sofa, quietly looked at Song Wuyou pretending to be pitiful, "My arm hurts when I lift it up, feed me."
Song Wuyou stood in front of him with a bowl in his hand, lowered his head, and looked at him with contempt.