"Is there anything you dare not do, Er Shao Tang? In the study just now, you were yelling a lot, and I didn't see what you were afraid of." Gu Ning gave him a mocking look.
Her tone was calm, and she couldn't tell what was going on in her heart.
Does this agree with him not to go, or disagree
But when he mentioned the matter in the study, Tang Fengmo began to hold grudges again: "You have the nerve to say that I was beaten so badly just now, and you didn't help me."
Gu Ning sneered, and said lightly: "How can I help? You want me to help you with Dad?"
He nodded: "That's fine too. Aren't you great? Compete with that old man and see who can fight. If he loses, see if he has the face to teach me again in the future."
Gu Ning simply didn't know what kind of expression to make.
"Can you show some face?"
How thick-skinned this is, to be able to say such a thing, to encourage his wife in name to fight with his father, because he was beaten by his father.
If you say this, you will probably laugh your ass off. But Tang Fengmo's brain circuit is obviously different from that of ordinary people. He sat with his back stiff for too long, and forgot the injury on his body. While talking to her, he leaned back subconsciously, and the wound was touched by the shirt and the back of the chair. , the pain made him grin his teeth and gasp, his mouth was still big
He said without shame: "Your husband was beaten, even your man can't protect you, why do you still learn Taekwondo, let your former opponents laugh at you if you say it."
Gu Ning: "..."
"Are you my man?" She asked without looking back.
"Is not it?"
"You were just arguing for other women, but now you realize that you are actually my man. Isn't it a bit late?"
She looked calm, and although she tried her best to appear indifferent, she still revealed a little emotion when she spoke.
"Hey, I'm talking about a man, are you jealous? Is your spirit of contract in the wrong place?"
He gasped while hissing, and complained: "Your jealousy should have been performed in front of my dad just now, and now it's just the two of us, why are you still sneering at me?"
His indifferent tone made Gu Ning's heart ache, and the emotions she inadvertently leaked turned out to him to be a drama she performed when she fulfilled her husband's duties.
But also, in his opinion, this marriage was originally just the two of them cooperating with each other to act under the contract. Her face became cold, and her voice revealed the coldness that was even deeper in the cold winter months: "Since you remember the spirit of the contract, although our marriage is fake, in the eyes of outsiders, I am still the second young lady of the Tang family. And you are also the son-in-law of our Gu family, you let other women
I am ashamed, do you still expect me to speak softly to you? "
The man froze for a moment, unable to react for a while.
Most of the time, Gu Ning was helpless and indifferent in front of him, and the two of them were also used to the quarrel of the cold war. It was quite normal to fight with each other, but she had never spoken to him with such a cold attitude.
In Tang Fengmo's eyes, such an attitude could be called harsh words.
He couldn't take it anymore, and curled his lips: "Understood, haven't I apologized? I will give you an explanation for this matter, and I didn't mean to make the news so big."
As Tang Fengmo said, he unbuttoned the shirt on his body. The wound was wet with blood and sweat and stuck to his body. It was painful and laborious to take it off.
After they were all taken off and the wound on his back came into contact with the cool air, he breathed out comfortably and continued: "The stinky old man really did a cruel job. I lit the flower stand he gave to my mother when I was young. He never hit me like that."
As he spoke, his voice sank again, and he was quite distressed: "The old man always keeps his word, this time he should be determined to do something to Xiaochun, if I do it again, it will only irritate him even more..."
Gu Ning listened to his hoarse voice, and felt an inexplicable bad feeling in her heart. Sure enough, the next moment, she heard him ask her slightly tentatively and ingratiatingly: "Well, can you help me? ? I'm afraid it's not convenient for me to come forward now, I'm afraid my stinky old man is serious this time."
Gu Ning smiled and turned to look at him: "Say it again."
"..."
Inexplicably, Tang Fengmo felt that her smile was very scary.
How should I put it, the smile is actually pretty, but it is gloomy, as if you are in a world of ice and snow.
He doesn't dare to provoke her now, so he pouted: "I'm just joking, I'll handle it myself."
It was as if a big stone had been pressed against her heart. She couldn't spit it out even if she wanted to, and couldn't swallow it even if she wanted to. It just got stuck in her throat, which affected her breathing and made her feel like she was about to suffocate.
The car drove all the way back to the villa, she stopped the car and ignored him, and walked into the house alone.
Tang Fengmo followed behind her, his upper body naked. Seeing his wounded appearance, the servant was so frightened that he wanted to call a doctor.
No matter how shameless Tang Fengmo is, he is still in front of Gu Ning. He is not shameless enough to explain to doctors and servants that he, who is in his twenties and almost thirties, was violently beaten by his father.
"No, take the medicine box to the bedroom."
Gu Ning entered the room, not long after, the man followed her in, and the servant left blushing after delivering the medicine box.
Gu Ning didn't bother to care about why the maid blushed, and then the man sat in front of her spontaneously, and pushed the medicine box to her: "Give me the medicine."
His skin is very fair, and there are very few men who can be as white as him. Although his body is not as well-defined as a professional athlete, his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow and well-proportioned. In addition, his face is naturally peachy. , There is still capital that is fatally tempted.
It's just that the capital is now destroyed by the crisscross welts.
But compared to his usual cynicism, this now added a bit of wildness to him. No wonder the little maid just looked at him and blushed like a little apple.
"It doesn't matter." Gu Ning lightly staggered his gaze.
"Hurry up, I'm dying of pain, what's the matter with you, do you want to be a widow? Be gentle when applying the medicine." He still dared to ask.
Gu Ning suddenly couldn't understand his confident appearance, staring at the scar on his back, the finger poked on purpose—
In the next moment, he heard the man's shrill scream as he wished.
"You cruel man, are you really going to murder your husband? You are still not human."
She looked at the blood on her fingertips and was secretly startled. She didn't want to strike so hard, but she couldn't control it.
While opening the medicine box, she complained about him: "I've never seen a man as worthless as you, who yells so loudly, it's not embarrassing."
He was dissatisfied: "Hey, you poke me and I call you, okay, you man..." Gu Ning exerted strength in his hands, and he begged for mercy: "Take it easy...it hurts."