She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Zhou Gu's fingers holding the pen paused slightly, and he slowly raised his head and looked towards the door.

He still looked as if he was overwhelmed by the mountains and his expression remained unchanged.

"What did you say?"

He cared too much about someone, so when he heard something happened to her tomb, he instinctively rejected her.

In other words, he didn't believe that anyone in the country would dare to touch Zhou Gu's late wife.

Since he banished Wen Qing's son, the outside world has known that he loves Wen Qing deeply, and that woman has become an untouchable taboo in his life.

In China, no one dares to challenge his bottom line.

A Kun felt the strong aura, couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch his nose, and walked towards the desk bravely.

He really admired the guy who blew up the grave. He was capable and courageous, and he actually dared to attack Tai Sui.

Anyway, that’s what he’s capable of!

After walking to the table and standing still, he took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, pulled out two photos and handed them over.

"This is from the person in charge of the cemetery. Madam's tomb is in ruins."

After saying that, he quickly took a few steps back.

There is no way, he is really afraid of this tyrant!

Five years ago, this guy was still somewhat popular, but since his wife's death, he has been suffering from pain and his psychology has long been distorted.

Even though he was dressed like a dog, he looked like a dormant beast.

He will bite anyone who messes with him!

Especially after he became the richest man in China and expanded his business territory infinitely, his peers in the entire domestic business circle supported him, flattered him, and did not dare to touch his bad luck.

Zhou Gu lowered his head and looked at the photos on his phone, veins protruding on his forehead, and anger like a violent storm flashed through his eyes.

He couldn't keep calm anymore.

Five years.

Five full years.

He never looked at her.

It's not that I don't want to.

But dare not.

She hated him so much that she even concealed her illness and pregnancy. She even gave him a heart-piercing knife when she died. She just left a last word to forbid him from disturbing her peace.

In the past five years, he had lived an almost humble life, seemingly enjoying endless glory, but he was not even qualified to go to her grave to reminisce.

Now that her sleeping place has been destroyed, how can he remain calm?

"Who did it?"

Akun could hear the strong murderous intent in his voice and couldn't help but shudder. He once again admired the guy who blew up the grave.

This is lighting a lamp in the toilet, looking for death (shit).

Seeing the tyrant's face becoming more and more gloomy, he quickly said, "You, scroll down, there is a surveillance video."

Seeing that he was afraid of being like this, Zhou Gu suddenly reached out and picked up the documents worth hundreds of millions on the table and threw them at him.

"A worthless thing."

"..."

In the surveillance video, a little boy, yes, a little boy, wearing a peaked cap, appeared quietly in the cemetery.

His goal was clear. After walking up the steps, he went straight to the tender tombstone.

After a moment, there was a loud explosion, and dust spread all over the sky.

Seeing this, Zhou Gu stood up suddenly, the anger in his eyes grew crazily, and there was a faint tendency to burst the embankment.

In that tomb, there were not only the ashes of his wife, but also the embryo of his daughter.

As for the other pair of children, he has been hanging around his neck obediently.

Otherwise, there would really be nothing left after today’s explosion.

"Check, let me get to the bottom of it."

Angry roars resounded in the silent study, where was the calmness and restraint of the past?

A flash of fear flashed across Akun's eyes. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and he didn't dare to go up to get his phone. After hurriedly responding, he rolled out.

After Zhou Gu roared, he exhausted most of his strength and fell back into the swivel chair.

After the rage, his body was still trembling slightly.

'drop'

The cell phone on the table rang.

Looking down, two urns came into view.