I was tricked by the rebirth script

Chapter 111

Liang Songci still didn't come back during the dinner. Unsurprisingly, there was another upsurge of discussions on the topic of the love life between the beauty star and the diamond king and old five on the Internet.

"Boss Liang is too handsome, I love him even without money."

"Such a perfect man must be matched by the most perfect woman."

"The one upstairs is a fan of Zhu's family. What a fart, Mr. Liang doesn't have any love in his eyes. Don't dream of marrying into a wealthy family."

"Just be jealous. In the past two years, how many times have the two of them been photographed, saying that they have no relationship, who would believe it?"

"The two of them didn't sleep. I can prove it with the sheets."

"I'm a pillow and can prove that too."

"..."

Most of them praised Liang Songci and flattered bamboo, while cursing actors for showing their faces, while praising Junyan Group for its contribution to the economy.

boring.Gu Xiang complained in his heart.

The hot search for Gu Yanjun's verdict on the homepage has risen to fifth place, but she just glanced at it casually and exited the interface.

At this moment, Uncle Wu came over with a cane, his face a little tired, "Girl, it's getting late, take medicine, and then go upstairs to rest."

He looked up at Uncle Wu. Although the old man looked kind and kind, his sharp eyes added a bit of shrewdness.

Anyone who has anything to do with the Liang family was a character when they were young.

After taking the capsules on the coffee table, Gu Xiang took two capsules and drank them with water. He stood up and went upstairs, but stopped at the first staircase.

"Uncle Wu," she turned her head suddenly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Uncle Liang, when do you plan to get married?"

Wu Bo's creased eyelids lifted, with doubts and puzzlement in his eyes, he asked with a smile, "Why do you think of urging marriage today?"

Seeing that Gu Xiangxiu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of light, and finally there was some blood on his slightly pale face, and his delicate lips were slightly parted: "Chong Chongxi."

"What nonsense are you talking about, you girl!"

Uncle Wu was angry and funny, pretending to be angry and scolding, the crutch had just been raised in the air.

That girl Gu Xiang seemed to be running away, she ran up the stairs, and the corridor was surrounded by giggles.

Wu Bo stood silent for a long time, Gu Xiang seemed to have changed.From his temperament to his way of speaking, he has changed from the previous dullness and silence, and has added some incomprehensible thoughts.

According to the past, when Gu Yanjun had this incident, she must have caused more trouble than anyone else, but today she didn't react at all. Everything seemed normal, but it was very frightening.

In the end, he made up his mind that when the young master came back, he must let him contact a psychiatrist.

[-]pm

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and it was Zhu Mei's message: Xiangxiang, Song Ci is staying with me tonight, and I will pick you up later tomorrow.

The corners of the mouth are raised slightly, it is now!
Gu Xiang, who was ready to go, got up immediately, took the black peaked cap and mask on the table, and walked lightly to the window.

Her bedroom is facing the direction of the outdoor swimming pool. Go out from here, avoid the veranda and walk along the path to the gate.

Holding the window sill with one hand, he suddenly jumped hard, and a thin figure flashed past the second floor. The swimming pool in the dark night has long lost the beauty of the waves, and has become more daunting and mysterious.

Quickly passing through the tree-lined path, there is a gorgeous and bright veranda behind, and at the end is the "cage" that has imprisoned Gu Xiang for many years, so close but so far away.

The asphalt road in the middle of the night was so quiet that there was only the sound of the wind blowing. Gu Xiang couldn't feel a trace of coolness when he was surrounded by hats and masks.

The nerves in the body are clamoring all the time, and the blood is boiling.

(End of this chapter)