Seeing Gu Yanhao's actions, Song Jiumei was so shocked that she almost wanted to stop him, her expression changed.
Song Wuyou happened to notice her changes.
Song Wuyou sneered in his heart, this glass of wine is really weird.
Song Wuyou slightly turned his body to avoid him.
She smiled at him, "I like to drink."
"Don't drink!" Gu Yanhao looked at her coldly.
His determination made Song Jiumei startled.
Song Wuyou smiled: "It's just a glass of wine."
"Damn woman, your injuries are not fully healed yet, you are not allowed to drink such strong wine."
"Young Master Gu, this wine is not strong." Song Jiumei tried her best to smile gently and generously.
But her words did not attract Gu Yanhao's eyes.
Gu Yanhao's eyes looked straight at Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou smiled sweetly and said, "Are you concerned about me?"
Gu Yanhao was slightly taken aback by her question, is he caring about her
When did he start caring about her body
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Gu Yanhao's ears.
He quickly snatched the wine glass from Song Wuyou's hand, and said somewhat uncomfortably: "My husband cares about his wife, what's wrong?"
After speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
"...!!"
Song Jiumei looked at it, and there was no time to stop it. The hand that had just been raised froze in mid-air while watching Gu Yanhao's Adam's apple move up and down.
Young Master Gu... he drank? !
Song Jiumei felt endless fear in an instant—
Song Wuyou was very pleased with her strange expression.
"Take it away!" Gu Yanhao stuffed the wine glass into Song Jiumei's frozen hand, and glanced at her indifferently, with a trace of disgust in his eyes.
Song Jiumei held the wine glass tightly and stood there, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Song Wuyou looked at her, blinked, and said with a smile: "I don't know if it counts if my husband drinks for me?"
When she called out "husband", tenderness surged in Gu Yanhao's heart.
The man's eyes flashed slightly, he didn't seem to like the word "husband" coming out of her mouth.
Master Gu smiled when he saw that his grandson cared so much about Song Wuyou.
But Song Jiuyue's expression seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.
She clenched her fist tightly, turned around, and went upstairs!
She was afraid that she would lose her composure in front of everyone, and in this way, the elegant image of her young lady would be ruined.
"I... I'm going to greet other relatives."
Song Jiumei glanced at Song Jiuyue's figure out of the corner of her eyes, came back to her senses, stammered a word, and hurriedly followed Song Jiuyue.
What a tragedy, she committed a heinous crime, and she wanted to find Song Jiuyue to rescue her.
"Go back." Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou and said coldly, with an order in his tone.
"Okay." Song Wuyou smiled, then greeted Master Gu, and followed Gu Yanhao out of the Song family villa.
Everyone looked at their backs, and some shook their heads and sighed: "Didn't you say that Mrs. Gu is of poor quality and has a bad temper? Why doesn't she look like that?"
"Although she is not wearing a famous brand, she has a good figure and skin, and has an excellent temperament. She is not as bad as the rumors say."
"How can you be a bad person to be favored by Master Gu and become the daughter-in-law of the Gu family? I think someone is jealous and deliberately created rumors."
"Perhaps. Which rich family's daughter doesn't have a daughter's temper? My family, Lan Lan, still gets angry at every turn."
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Hearing a group of people talking about Song Wuyou's well-being, Mrs. Song's complexion was so dark that she almost wanted to send them away.
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Song Wuyou sat in the co-pilot seat of the Maybach.
She turned her head sideways, watching Gu Yanhao drive with a trace of curiosity and doubt.