A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!He looked at his wife who was shaking like chaff in front of him, with a pale face but anxious to protect other men.

He smiled, softly.

After three seconds, he turned around silently.

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Gu Shuangshuang chased out the garden in panic, and the streamlined Bentley had already driven away.

She leaned on her knees to gasp, staring at the ground, tears falling in bursts.

The indifferent back that suddenly left was always in her mind.

The feeling of sudden emptiness in her heart was more than she was afraid of him. She remembered that he had clearly warned her that night when he was drunk, and today, the movement that blocked Lu Haoxuan must have pierced him deeply, so he said nothing, so cold. Left disappointed.

...

Zuo Hao's sight was retracted from the rearview mirror of the car, hesitantly peeked into the rearview mirror of the car, and then looked at the sky outside the car window, after all he said: "President, Mrs. She is left behind by herself..."

The man in the back seat of the car has a slender figure like a knife, all frozen with frost, long legs overlapped, just closed eyes.

Zuo Hao didn't dare to speak anymore with the cold exhaustion that oozes from the inside out.

After a moment of silence, there was movement in the back seat, and the sound of paper tearing was slow.

Zuo Hao looked up and looked in the rearview mirror, stunned!

The 5% equity gift of Shengshi Group is being torn to pieces by the president's expressionless face.

That was a gift from his wife. When Zhang Qing went to the industrial and commercial department to get the stamp and got it back, the president carefully looked at it and was very happy. Why now...

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In the dark of the hospital garden corridor, Gu Ziyi saw it and talked to his father.

After listening to Gu Hai on the phone, he sighed displeased: “If it weren’t for the pressure from Mr. Gu, I really don’t want to misunderstand the two couples. The president of Shengshi Group, he used to be Shuangshuang’s husband! Now the power of Shen Mocheng is in full swing, Qu Zhenhai is old, and people are walking up high. If Qu Zhenhai and I didn't have a handle on each other, I would have defected to his son-in-law. Anyway, I showed it to Qu Zhenhai. It’s a good deal over there.

Gu Ziyi took the line and looked at Lu Haoxuan in the garden. Gu Shuangshuang was gone, his eyes couldn't turn back!

Gu Ziyi walked over, the little delicate awl face was resentful and sneered: "I asked you to act, acting so hard and lifelike? Are you happy to dismantle Gu Shuangshuang and Shen Mocheng? Humph, if it wasn't for my father to force me, I would like to wish Gu Shuangshuang and Shen Mocheng forever. She married a man with such a high authority, Hao Xuan, she will never come back to you again."

Lu Haoxuan looked gloomy and defeated.

Won't it...

Then why did she still bring the brooch he gave?

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Gu Shuangshuang took a taxi back to the single-family villa in the mountains.

Stepping across the high black carved gate, walked in anxiously.When he stepped on something under his feet, Gu Shuangshuang lowered his head, and on the cobblestone path leading to the steps of the villa, a piece of white paper was torn to pieces.

She didn't take much care, went up the steps, hesitated to press her fingerprints, and the door opened.

Gu Shuangshuang changed his shoes, slowly raised his head, and his crying red eyes looked carefully into the spacious living room of the villa.

Sure, he is not there.

The pale and weak body seemed to have recovered its strength at once, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Aunt Zhou came downstairs, looked at the little face of the crying wife, and looked up at the closed door of the study room upstairs. Aunt Zhou's expression was very silent.

Gu Shuangshuang didn't pretend to be smiling, and asked very quietly, "Is he upstairs?"

Aunt Zhou nodded.

Gu Shuangshuang’s pupils shrank like a fright. He didn't dare to go upstairs and go back to the bedroom to change clothes. He walked into the living room calmly, walked to the sofa and sat down, motionless.

The maids who were usually in the living room disappeared, presumably aware of the depression, they all hid themselves.Sister Wang and her body are in the kitchen, and Gu Shuangshuang is alone in the living room, dead and quiet.Literature under the pen 2020 www.dst9.cc

This made her even more disturbed. She didn't dare to turn on the TV, she didn't dare to do anything, she gently closed her trembling eyes and carefully watched the movement upstairs with her ears.

For fear, I heard the sound of the study opening.

Time becomes so difficult every minute and every second.

Dinner is on the table.

Sister Wang came over and said earnestly to Gu Shuangshuang, "Mrs., he is busy in the study room as soon as he comes back. Go knock on the door and ask him to come down and have dinner first."

Gu Shuangshuang was startled. The big eyes under Qi Liuhai were black and timid, and his innocent face was as white as frost and snow, and small cyan veins were faintly visible.

She couldn't come down, she was really scared.

"Mrs., the husband and wife have a disagreement. Someone must be soft first. A man who is so proud and noble like her husband, looks tough, but in fact it is just fine to coax her." Sister Wang persuaded her softly.

Gu Shuangshuang clenched his thin white hands, swallowing the fear, and had to go upstairs.

Holding her breath all the way to the door of the study, Sister Wang and Aunt Zhou downstairs cheered her on. She didn't escape and knocked on the door in a panic.

After three beeps, he did not respond.

Gu Shuangshuang waited, closed his eyes and knocked three more times.

...

She dared not knock anymore.

I felt very heavy going downstairs, but I also quietly relaxed.

I am really afraid to have a table with him like this.

I didn't eat a few mouthfuls for dinner, and my mood was dull and nervous, and it was difficult to swallow.

Gu Shuangshuang got upstairs early in the morning and sat on the edge of the bedroom in a trance, staying quiet, listening to the movement in the study outside the door.

But he did not come out until ten o'clock in the night.

Gu Shuangshuang supported her, her eyelids gradually heavier, and the panic in her heart made her physically and mentally exhausted.

By half past eleven, she thought he should have spent the night in the study.

She finished washing anxiously, and went to bed, still not daring to sleep, fearing that he would suddenly come back to the bedroom.

But she was really tired, and the tremor in her heart made her exhausted physically and mentally, unable to hold it.

Gu Shuangshuang stretched out her small hand, pulled the quilt, curled up into a shrimp shape, shrank in the warm quilt, and took a small breath. She wondered in a daze, when he died tomorrow, she would explain to him why he went to the hospital She could explain why he was with Lu Haoxuan and why he lied on the phone, as long as he was no longer angry.

She still wants to maintain this marriage because she likes him.

I don't know what time I slept, the quiet room suddenly heard the sound of opening the door.

Gu Shuangshuang was startled. When he woke up, the room was completely dark with his eyes open, and he was startled for a moment. The side of the bed behind him sank, his back was cold, and his nose filled his nose and the familiar masculine breath came.

Without responding to her, the heavy steel body pressed her under him, and Gu Shuangshuang was frightened and choked his breath by the cold anger he brought from all over.

On the face, his breathing is also calm and cold.

His hands got into her clothes like ice cubes, touching her skin without tenderness, while pulling off her pants, he asked indifferently, "Can you?"

His questioning and actions were too direct, Gu Shuangshuang understood and understood.

The room was dark and his breath was heavy and heavy.

No one is not afraid of darkness and depression.

Gu Shuangshuang's memory automatically returned to that night, and began to hurt in his mind.

The clothes are in his hands, one by one is missing...

She shivered.