"Get out!" Gu Yanhao's sullen and handsome face showed a deep sense of boredom.
Seeing his expression, Song Jiuyue felt an indescribable pain in her heart, as if being cut by a sharp knife.
She stood up tremblingly, and with an unwilling and heavy heart, she dragged her heavy steps and walked out.
Song Wuyou looked at her trembling back, frowned slightly, and her cold eyes made it hard to guess.
Gu Yanhao looked at her, seeing that the red and swollen lips were still tempting him, he tightened his throat, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What are you thinking?"
Song Wuyou shook his head, looked away, and glanced at Gu Yanhao lightly, "It's nothing."
Gu Yanhao slightly raised his eyebrows, "soft-hearted?"
When Song Wuyou heard this, he couldn't help but smile, "I will soften my heart?"
Gu Yanhao: "It's good not to be soft-hearted. If you are soft-hearted, you will only be bullied."
Song Wuyou: "I don't know how to make soft persimmons."
Live again, be a soft persimmon, and she will feel ashamed even if others don't feel ashamed.
Gu Yanhao put his arms around her neck, hooked her neck and pulled her towards him.
Song Wuyou glared at him, a little sullen: "What are you doing?"
Gu Yanhao smiled charmingly: "Do what you just did."
Song Wuyou: "..."
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After Song Jiuyue left Gu Yanhao's villa, she didn't directly look back at Shi.
She drove the car around the city again and again.
Thinking that Mrs. Song would be sentenced to death, her heart ached and she panicked.
Now, the only one who can save her is Gu Yanhao.
But Gu Yanhao completely ignored her now, only Song Wuyou was in his eyes and heart.
She thought of Master Gu, should she go to Master Gu to intercede
Obviously, this method will not work. If Mr. Gu knew the cause and effect of the matter, he would definitely not help.
Who else can have such a great power to protect her mother from death
Song Jiuyue thought about it for a long time, but she didn't think of anyone.
Finally, she got tired and drove home.
As soon as I walked into the living room, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
Song Nan leaned on the tea table and poured wine non-stop. The maid who usually worked was missing.
Song Jiuyue walked in suspiciously, and looked at the butler who came out of the room with luggage.
She asked, "Sister Ming, what are you doing?"
Sister Ming had worked as a nanny in the Song family for many years, but she left suddenly, very sad.
She looked at Song Jiuyue solemnly, "I'm leaving, Miss, take good care of yourself from now on."
Song Jiuyue looked at Song Nan who was sitting on the ground, walked over, squatted beside Song Nan and asked, "Dad, did you fire them all?"
Song Nan was half drunk and half awake, looking at Song Jiuyue with red eyes, "Jiuyue, Dad has no money, so I can hire them without money."
Song Jiuyue's face changed, and she felt very uneasy, "Is it Mrs. Song... Mrs. Song..."
"If you don't spend another billion, the Song Corporation will face bankruptcy." Song Nan said in pain, and took a few more sips of wine.
Song Jiuyue looked at him seriously, but didn't stop him from drinking.
"Mr. Song, the painstaking efforts of several generations are about to be destroyed in my hands." Song Nanyue said more and more painfully, his voice choked up.
"..."
"One billion, the Song family is heavily in debt now, where can they come up with a billion turnover?"
"..." Song Jiuyue's eyes were red, and her heart was cut like a knife. The Song family's life is so difficult now, and Gu Yanhao still has to deduct half a month's salary.
Song Nan raised his eyes and looked at Song Jiuyue, "Have you begged Ah Hao and Wuyou?"
Song Jiuyue nodded, her voice was crying, "I beg, kneel down and beg, it's useless."
"Bang!" Song Nan suddenly became angry and threw the wine bottle violently, causing the glass bottle to shatter instantly.