deep invasion

The woman's small movements did not escape Gu Jing's eyes.

It's the last time, who cares about face.

It was the woman covering her face who spoke first.

"Gu Jing, do you dare to do anything to your mother?"

Gu Jing half-closed her eyes and looked at Madam, and burst out laughing, "Do you mean taking off your clothes and throwing them to a group of men to do something interesting?"

The woman recovered a little and her expression became even more distorted than a moment ago. She scolded fiercely, "Bastard! Today I finally put away your hypocritical face! Why, can't you hold back? You became the second son of Gu by killing people." , and now I can't take it anymore, are you going to attack us together?!"

"No wonder the birth mother was short-lived, a born broom star."

"brazen."

As if troubled by the woman's words, Gu Jing lowered her head and whispered in the woman's ear.

"Yeah, I killed someone and finally became the second son of the Gu family. Now I can't wait any longer."

The man's hand suddenly grabbed the woman's neck,

When he let go again, there was already a ring of bruises on the neck that had been meticulously maintained.

"Gu Jing, you..." The woman gasped, her voice stopped abruptly, and even her tone became a little complacent, "I recorded everything you said just now."

Gu Jing sat back in front of the tea table, lowered her head, and dropped the teacup on the table in shock.

The sky seemed to change outside, and the light became dimmed.

"So?" the man asked softly.

In the flickering light, he raised his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up, "So, what are you going to do to me?"

The woman's pride was wiped away by the smile, and she gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you don't agree to let Gu Yu go immediately, I'll have someone post this recording on the Internet immediately, so that they can see the real face of you, a beast in clothes."

"Then pass it on, but before we pass it on, why don't we watch a video first to appetize."

The screen in the tea room was slowly lowered, and in the faint projection, the camera zoomed in, and the face of a naked man gradually became clear.

The man's voice was overwhelmed by the noisy water and footsteps, and he curled up in the corner with a face full of horror.

"Gu Jing! You beast!" The woman's face was pale the moment she saw the screen, and her face, which was carefully cared for by the beauty salon on weekdays, seemed to have aged for decades in an instant.

"He's your big brother! He's the eldest son of the Gu family! You!"

"Shh."

With her index finger upright in front of her lips, Gu Jing made a silent gesture, tilted her head, and glanced lightly at the woman's face.

"Look, brother is crying."

The man on the screen seemed to have noticed the presence of the camera, and wanted to cover his face with his hands, but was pulled by two men in prison guard uniforms by the arms, and was dragged out of the camera in such a disheveled manner.

Projection ends.

The screen slowly rises.

The woman stared at Gu Jing with ashen face.

"Gu Jing, you dare to do something in prison, you..." At the end, the woman's voice was already trembling and could not be heard clearly.

Gu Jing laughed.

"The tricks in prison are shady, but as private entertainment, it's still good material, isn't it."

I'm tired of covering up naked threats.

The woman suddenly laughed.

"Gu Jing, you won't do anything to my son. You still need me to help you establish a good image and save your little lover surnamed Han."

There was a sudden silence in the air.

The second brewed tea is ready.

Gu Jing blew off a layer of milky white tea foam, lowered her eyes as if appreciating, waiting for the aroma of the tea to infiltrate her throat.

Yes, he still needs to save someone.

"You are right, I still need you." Gu Jing put down the porcelain cup in her hand and looked at the woman quietly. "I need you and my mother to be kind and filial. I need to make him feel that I am not so disrespectful. I need you to keep today's matter forever secret."

"Otherwise," he paused, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, "I will also need a mother to go to the funeral."

Not caring about the unconcealable astonishment on the woman's face, Gu Jing knocked heavily on the tea table.

The assistant entered in response, holding brand new clothes in his hands.

"Has the reporter you called arrived?"

How did this bastard know that he called a reporter... The woman quickly lowered her head to cover up her gaffe of failing the last blow.

Gu Jing didn't care about the woman's actions at all, just gave a soft order to the assistant, and then turned back to the woman and said lightly, "Don't worry, you and Gu Yu will be fine, as long as Mrs. Gu, you and I are still loving mothers and filial sons, You won't get anything from prison tomorrow."

The assistant forcibly helped the woman to walk to the dressing room behind the tea room, Gu Jing's voice fell into the air.

"It's time for you to touch up your makeup. I've reserved a place at Dingyuan Building, and we'll go there to finish dinner later."

dinner?

The woman was being forcibly carried into the locker room when a piercing scream suddenly broke out.

"Gu Jing, how can you let Gu Yu go?"

The assistant closed the locker room door.

Gu Jing shook the small porcelain cup in her hand, and emptied all the tea in the cup.

"Forgive me..."

Only death is the real let go, but few people can stand on the edge of the cliff and take that fatal step by themselves.

The eldest son of the Gu family, who has always been pampered and commanding the wind and rain, naturally would not take that step.

so be it.

Life is better than death.

He received the news that on the day of Fu Ya's death, the beloved Judge Fu also passed away due to myocardial infarction.

No one will stop him at trial anymore.

Gu Jing looked down at his hands, the boiling water splashed on the back of his hand during the second soak, and the back of his hand was obviously red and swollen.

The burning pain is more obvious when alone.

Han Huan, it's all your fault.

It gave him warmth but didn't take it back immediately, which made him slightly shaken when he carried out the plan he had made long ago.

This vacillation saved the lives of two people who were related to him by blood.

Mr. Gu was still in the ICU, so if news came out that his eldest son had been shot dead, he would have died of anger on the spot.

The memory goes back to a few days ago, the old man took his hand and said to him word by word [Gu Jing, I will entrust the Gu family to you, and you promise me that you will keep this family. ]

He didn't break his promise, and the house was still bright and beautiful.

The high-necked cashmere sweater worn by the woman just covered the bruises on her neck.

Gu Jing opened the door for the woman, leaned over, kissed the hand of a gentleman and said to the woman, "People have to die decently, lest they die so ugly that even the people who collect the corpse are scared away, and they become mortals." Lonely ghosts are everywhere asking for their lives."

The woman's disgusted expression froze on her face.

Gu Jing stretched out her hand, pinned the bloodstone brooch in the assistant's hand back to the woman's collar, and said with a smile, "Madam Gu, I have been remembering your teachings for my mother all these years."

"No, that's her own choice, I just..."

"I know you're just adding to the flames."

Gu Jing didn't have another chance to explain to the woman, and walked to the gate as if she had come with the help of the woman.

Countless flashes flashed.