Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Mr. Yu stroked the dog's fur and smiled gently.

"What are you thinking? Of course it's because I use fertilizers well and sprinkle some manure water occasionally, and it can grow a lot."

"Ms. Song, your last name is Song, not Gong. In this respect, you are not as good as Lin Zhiyi. She is clearer than you."

Wait until the day when you really take the position of the third wife of the Gong family, then you can challenge her.

After saying that, Mr. Yu left without even looking at Song Wanqiu.

Song Wanqiu couldn't swallow this insult, so she turned around and wanted to complain to Gong Chen.

As a result, Gong Chen also left.

She could only smile at the camera, maintaining her goddess image and catching up with Gong Chen.

"Third Master, I..."

"I don't want to hear any time-wasting explanations. You should know the consequences of designing camellia-themed jewelry." Gong Chen said coldly.

"But you could have reminded me." Song Wanqiu was a little incoherent and even blamed Gong Chen.

Gong Chen looked at her, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was cold, as if ice piercing the bone.

"If it affects my cooperation with Mr. Yu, I will withdraw all my investment in Song's."

"No! You can't do this to me. You promised to help me."

Song Wanqiu held his arm pleadingly.

Gong Chen pulled her hand down expressionlessly, his face cold and silent: "Then do your duty well, you don't have many chances left."

After saying that, he left.

Song Wanqiu felt Gong Chen's coldness and her heart sank into an icy pond, her whole body trembling.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Mr. Yu holding the dog and chatting with someone else. Although she couldn't hear what was being said, she could still make out a name from the shape of his mouth.

Lin Zhiyi.

Song Wanqiu couldn't bear it any longer and rushed into the bathroom, the phone in her handbag vibrating non-stop.

When she opened it, they were all laughing at her necklace, saying it was a dog chain.

"Why aren't Song Wanqiu's fans smiling? Are they naturally not fond of smiling?"

"I felt that her entire collection of jewelry was fragmented, especially the rings, which were gorgeous but lacked substance."

"Song Wanqiu's fans love to bite people everywhere. Now I understand that such an expensive dog chain is indeed worth the barking."

It should have been the focus of praise from the entire network, but now it is being ridiculed.

Song Wanqiu's eyes were fierce and she threw her phone hard at the mirror.

With a bang, the mirror shattered into pieces.

It’s all Lin Zhiyi’s fault!

She felt very clearly in her heart that if Lin Zhiyi had not changed, both the palace and the glory and wealth would have been hers!

What went wrong?

The more Song Wanqiu thought about it, the angrier she became, to the point where her stomach began to churn.

"Ugh... ugh..."

After vomiting, she rinsed her mouth and heard footsteps outside. She immediately picked up her phone and left the bathroom.

Outside the banquet hall, the dim corridor lights depicted the tall and slender figure of a man.

He had a cigarette between his lips, but couldn't find a lighter.

At this time, Mr. Yu handed over the fire.

"You are really willing to spend money to teach others a lesson with my hands without being discovered."

"No."

The man gathered up the light and lit a cigarette, his dark eyes unfathomable.

Mr. Yu lit a cigarette and said, "Men who talk too hard will only regret it."

……

Lin Zhiyi looked at everything that happened in the live broadcast room and felt refreshed.

Gong Chen also wanted her to see Song Wanqiu become successful, but the result was a comedy.

Now she really wanted to find a place to laugh out loud.

Thinking of this, she prepared to leave in case the clerk saw her losing control of her expression.

As I turned around, I heard two shop assistants talking next to me.

"I always thought Song Wanqiu was amazing, but I didn't expect her to be just like this. What on earth does Third Master like about her? I'm so angry!"

"Like it? Not necessarily. Although the dress she's wearing is expensive, it's not even one-tenth as expensive as the one that Third Master had specially designed by a designer here."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi put his raised foot down again.

Gong Chen ordered her dress here?

Or custom made?

But as far as she could remember, Song Wanqiu had never worn a dress of this brand.

Who did Gong Chen give the custom-made dress to?

He doesn't have another woman, does he?

Lin Zhiyi took a breath of cold air. If she knew that, wouldn’t it be like she had caught him?

He could no longer threaten her.

She walked towards the two shop assistants and asked, "Excuse me, who did you give the dress that Mr. San ordered?"

The two shop assistants screamed in fright when they saw her, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Ms. Lin, you haven't left yet?"

"No, I just heard you..."

"You heard wrong. We are busy now. Walk slowly."

The two of them ran away directly.

It seems there is nothing more to ask.

Lin Zhiyi sighed slightly and left the store.

……

Originally, Lin Zhiyi wanted to go back to the Gong family first and give the dress to Liu He for safekeeping.

Unexpectedly, I received a call from the school director as soon as I got in the car.

"Lin Zhiyi, why are you the only one who hasn't moved out of the dormitory yet? You've all left school for internships, and the school is also renovating the dormitories for the new students. You should come back and move out as soon as possible."

"okay, I get it."

Lin Zhiyi then remembered the message sent to the dormitory group two days ago, asking her not to forget to move to the dormitory.

She was so focused on designing for Mr. Yu that she forgot about this matter.

The director said unhappily, "Move it tomorrow, or I'll ask someone to help you move it. I'm also following the instructions, it's you who's dragging your feet."

"Yes."

Lin Zhiyi was too lazy to argue with him and hung up the phone.

Before I put down my phone, Liu He called again.

As soon as the call was connected, Liu He's laughter was heard.

"Zhiyi, did you watch the live broadcast? It made me laugh to death, dog chain..."

"Mom, you are still in the Gong family, so please be more restrained." Lin Zhiyi reminded.

Liu He stopped laughing: "Ahem, I just couldn't help it."

Lin Zhiyi knew her cheerful personality and didn't say anything more. She had more difficult things to do right now.

"Mom, I'm moving out of my dormitory..."

"Zhiyi, Mom wants to tell you something." Liu He's voice suddenly became normal.

"Then you say it first."

Lin Zhiyi felt something was wrong, so she let Liu He speak first.

Liu He hesitated for a long time before he spoke: "At dinner today, the old man said that you have a job and are an adult now. This Gong family..."

"I can't go anymore can I?"

Lin Zhiyi guessed it.

She had moved out a while ago and would visit Liu He occasionally.

It seems that Mr. Gong feels that it is not enough and wants to completely cut off contact.

"The old man thinks that Gong Yan and the third brother are both old enough to get married. You are a woman from another family, and your relationship with them will always make people think too much."

Liu He spoke more and more quietly, and it was obvious that she also felt that this was a bit too much.

Lin Zhiyi said helplessly: "You agreed?"

Liu He quickly said, "No... I didn't agree completely. I just want you to come over occasionally, but not overnight."

"it is good."

"Zhiyi, I'm sorry, Mom is incompetent. I really don't dare to refute the old man. Besides, he has been much nicer to me and your uncle these past two days."

"Mom, I understand. It was you who married into the Gong family, not me. I just hope you live well, and I will visit you." Lin Zhiyi comforted.

After hearing this, Liu He burst into tears. Who would have thought that she was just baring her teeth and laughing at Song Wanqiu.

"Zhiyi, don't hate your mother. My uncle and I have prepared an apartment for you in a great location."

"Okay, thank you mom and uncle, but I have to move out of the dormitory tomorrow. Can you drive over and help me move my things? I don't have many clothes, but I have too many books. They are really too heavy."

Lin Zhiyi's scalp was numbed by Liu He's crying, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Okay, I'll go to your dormitory tomorrow morning." Liu He vowed.

"Ah."

After the chat, Lin Zhiyi asked the driver to return to school.

It took me another night to pack my luggage.

The next morning.

Lin Zhiyi received a message from Liu He.

"Go downstairs."

She didn't even have time to change her clothes, and ran downstairs in her pajamas wrapped in a cartoon fleece jacket.

The graduate dormitory building was basically empty, and her footsteps could be heard on the stairs.

There was still a layer of morning fog outside the dormitory, and a car stopped with its lights flashing.

She ran over quickly, her woolen slippers slipped, flew off, and she fell out.

Fortunately, a pair of hands supported her.

"Throw yourself into my arms so early in the morning?"