The flash marriage husband is the heir of the chaebol

The sun penetrated the clouds and brightened the sky.

When Gu Nian woke up, looking at the rose dripping with dew beside her pillow, her mood was as good as the sunshine falling on the window.

Picking up the rose, putting it to the tip of the nose and smelling it, the fragrance is more fragrant and more flavorful than yesterday's one.

Gu Nian yawned and walked out of the bedroom. The grandmother on the sofa glanced at her, then looked in the direction of the dining room:

"Li Teng went to work. I got up early in the morning to make breakfast for you. I feel sorry for you because you were exhausted yesterday. Nian Nian, being able to marry this kid is really a blessing from my previous life."

After hearing what grandma said, Gu Nian's heart was bubbling with beauty.

She walked over, hugged the old man, and said:

"Grandma, it's because you cultivated well in your previous life that I was able to find a husband like Li Teng."

"Knowing that your husband is good, please stop tossing a little bit. I see that he is always fearful in front of you. He seems to pay attention to your expression every time he says a word. When there is a little trouble, he dare not say a word."

"there is."

Gu Nian curled her lips, refusing to admit it.

However, my heart is so sweet.

"Men have to be coaxed, women can't be too strong, like your mother..."

Her mother Wang Hailan's feelings were a disaster to her, and even more a tragedy.

Thinking of the scene of her daughter's tragic death, the old lady still can't let go, her eyes are moist:

"Back then, if your mother had been softer and coaxed your father, maybe many things would not have happened..."

Maybe, she is still alive now.

Perhaps, she is still happily in love with Gu Shen.

However, everything is possible.

"After all, she is gone. She just wants to live a decent life. However, life is a mess, so how can there be so much dignity? I spoiled her, Nian Nian, you can't leave your mother the old way."

The old man felt sad and his voice was hoarse.

Mentioning her mother, Gu Nian's throat choked up, and her vision was clouded with mist. She didn't speak, but bit her lips tightly.

After a long time, she said slowly:

"I know, don't worry, grandma, I won't, and..."

She took a breath and said quietly:

"Li Teng is not that kind of person."

She believes in her own eyesight, Li Teng is not Gu Shen, if she were, Gu Nian would not choose to commit suicide, but live a better and more decent life than men.

In her dictionary, a man is a fart.

Losing a life for him is worthless, worthless.

Fearing that the old man would be sad and hurt his body, Gu Nian cleared his throat and pretended to be very happy:

"Grandma, in a few days, it will be your eightieth birthday. How do you want to celebrate your birthday?"

The old man's eyes are misty, his mouth has a faint smile, and his tone is bleak:

"I'm a widowed old man. I live every day. As for my birthday, I don't need it."

Gu Nian saw the loneliness and loneliness of grandma, and she understood the old lady's thoughts.

Both her son and her daughter are gone, she is still alive, and personally witnessed the death of her daughter and son, especially the death of Wang Hailonglan, which hit the old man very hard. She had been lying on the hospital bed for almost half a year. Li Yuan was so uncomfortable that she was sent to a nursing home.

After staying in the nursing home for a while, the old lady became more pessimistic after seeing the desolation of many of her peers.

Gu Nian followed the old man's meaning:

"Grandma, it's okay if you don't want to show off. Let's just live in a small area. I'll call Ruan Ruan, and she will definitely come to see you."

When Wang Ruanruan was mentioned, the old man stopped talking.

It seems that in her heart, this granddaughter is no longer there. However, Gu Nian knows that is not the case. Wang Ruanruan is Wang Haifeng's only child. How could the old man not like it? She was just hurt by Wang Ruanruan. Guessing that Wang Haifeng's death was related to Wang Ruanruan, that's why she didn't want to mention her granddaughter.

After a long time, she responded:

"it is good."

"Nian Nian, Li Teng bought the jewelry store, I heard he gave the store to you?"

Grandma generally doesn't ask about young people.

Now that she cares, there must be her purpose.

"Yes, she asked me to help him run the business."

Gu Nian did not hide anything, and told the truth.

There are faint smile lines on the corners of the old man's mouth:

"Li Teng's family is considered well-off, you deserve him, more than enough, don't be arrogant, live with him well, he is a reliable person."

Gu Nian pretended not to be convinced, and said poorly:

"Grandma, you look down on your granddaughter too much. I am so beautiful, and I am more than enough to match him."

Grandma smiled lightly:

"My granddaughter is excellent. Money is sometimes a good thing, and sometimes it is a disaster. Your mother and your father's marriage began after they became rich. Those women outside always miss men's pockets. money."

Gu Nian could tell that Li Teng bought the jewelry store as a gift for her. The old man was not happy, but was a little worried, fearing that Li Teng would turn bad if he got rich, just like her father Gu Shen.

"I know, grandma, I will be careful, don't worry, old man."

"Zhou Jinfan is dead, did you know?"

There was a dull pain in my heart.

Zhou Jinfan, the only male artist in the music industry with a very similar voice to Wang Hailan.

"How did you die?"

Gu Nian was shocked and angry.

"The media reported that it was depression, but many of the stories were written, directed and acted by themselves."

The old man doesn't trust the media, or even the people who can manipulate the media.

"This afternoon is the farewell ceremony for Zhou Jinfan's body. I won't go. The Zhou family officially announced that there will be an auction of his belongings in two days. Then, you take me there."

"it is good."

Throughout the afternoon, Gu Nian was in a bad mood.

Bo Tingchen stood in front of the blinds in a custom-made suit, and opened the two blinds with his long fingers. Through the gap, he saw the woman sitting at the work station at a glance. She was depressed, and her fingertips wrapped around the hair on her chest, biting lightly. He pursed his lips and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chen Mo knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Bo, Liu Shiru wants to cooperate with Shengshi. This is the project they handed over."

Bo Tingchen put down his hands, reset the two blinds, walked back to the desk, took the case handed over by Chen Mo, and casually glanced at it.Frowning high:

"Meishin, that Liu Shiru?"

"Yes."

"Who handed over the case?"

Chen Mo:

"It seems that it was handed over by Mr. Xiao Bo."

Without even thinking about it, Bo Tingchen threw it back to Chen Mo:

"From now on, Bo Yuchen's people are not allowed to participate in any projects of Shengshi."

Seeing that the boss was angry, Chen Mo didn't dare to say anything, and was about to leave with the proposal.

Bo Tingchen stopped him and told him:

"The Meishen Company's delusion to cooperate with us through Bo Yuchen is simply fantastic."

Bo Tingchen did not forget how Liu Ziang fought against him back then.

At that time, he let go of the harsh words, and Di Yiwanhao no longer had business dealings with Meishen. Unexpectedly, the Liu family actually set their calculations on Bo Yuchen and wanted to reach out to Shengshilai.

"Pull Meishen into the list of black households."

"it is good."

Chen Mo responded.

"Also..." Bo Tingchen draws out the end of his voice, and glances at the blinds from time to time.

"Mr. Bo, I want to ask my wife why she is in a bad mood?"

Bo Tingchen gave the assistant an appreciative look.

Chen Mo was flattered:

"In the past two days, the media has been arguing a lot. It is said that Zhou Jinfan died, and the official media announced that it was suicide. I don't know the specifics."

Zhou Jinfan, this name is quite familiar.

Seeing Bo Tingchen's long eyebrows frowned slightly, knowing that his memory is not very good, Chen Mo quickly added:

"It's the artist whose voice really resembles Wang Hailan."

"The star we invited last time?"

Chen Mo nodded:

"Correct."

The last time Zhou Jinfan was invited to come over to help Prosperous World promote it, if he hadn't responded quickly enough, something had happened to Gu Nian.

Zhou Jinfan's matter should not be so simple, but matters in the entertainment industry have always been complicated, and he has no time to deal with such matters.

Thinking of the little girl outside, it was because of this incident that she was unhappy, Bo Tingchen remained silent.

Seeing Bo Tingchen's face darken, Chen Mo was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he said quickly:

"Mr. Bo, my wife probably wanted to attend Zhou Jinfan's memorial service, but she was sad because she couldn't."

Zhou Jinfan is very famous, and ordinary people cannot enter his memorial service.

Bo Tingchen pondered.

A few minutes later, when Gu Nian was in a trance, a shadow suddenly blocked the sunlight above his head.

She raised her head and met Chen Mo's probing face:

"Is there something wrong? Assistant Chen."

"You pack up. At three o'clock in the afternoon, go with Mr. Bo to attend the memorial service of an old friend."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he left in a hurry without waiting for her answer.

Memorial service?

Whose memorial service?Zhou Jinfan's?

impossible.

Gu Nian quickly shook her head, why her mind was full of Zhou Jinfan.