Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Pastoral frowned and looked deeply at her: "You haven't eaten a bite! ”

Song's worry-free look was faint: “Huang Ling was injured like that, the situation was not optimistic, I had no appetite. ”

Pastoral dissatisfaction: “Huang Ling is injured, not you. If you don't eat, this is where you seek abuse! ”

Song looked at Pastoral Ancient: “Huang Ling is my best friend, sister, we used to share a body, to this day I still have her memories, she is hurt, I will also feel pain! ”

Pastoral glances are deep: “So I shouldn't let her get hurt? ”

Song smiled sarcastically: “But she was still hurt. ”

“Where do you live now? ”

“With Huang Ling at the hospital, she lived in the VIP ward and had a bed for me to sleep in. ”

Pastoral looked up at her and said, "Why don't you go to the ranch? It would be more comfortable to live there. ”

Song did not worry and smiled: “I don't worry about Huang Ling. ”

Are you kidding me? Live on the ranch?

Will Cheng Wanduo cut her with a knife?

Besides, she doesn't want to live on the ranch.

“No worries.” To see her turn around and get out of the bakery, Pastoral called her.

Song looked at him: “Anything else? ”

Mugu took out a bank card, “There's a billion in it. Take it to fund the Gu Clan. ”

“When Po returns, give it to Po yourself.” Song did not worry about turning down Pastoral money.

The Gu family needed the money very much, but she couldn't take it.

Pastoral brow picking: “Do you want to refuse this too? ”

Song's worry-free look was faint: “I don't understand the Gu family's operation. If I take the money, it will only fail. ”

In the absence of Gu Yan, she is now taking over the Song Group.

Gu Group, let Secretary Zhang be in charge, big things, Secretary Zhang can't decide, she came out.

Now, the staff of the Gu Clan, almost walked, the Gu Clan was almost an empty shell.

Pastoral, the Gu Clan has been badly hurt.

He's now, like, slapping her, and then giving her another sugar--

This sugar, it's not sweet. Why would she take it?

“Don't know how to do business? Isn't Song Nan's legacy well managed by you?” Pastoral Cold Road.

“That's behind me with Po helping me. ”

Mugu looked deeply at Song Li Xiao: “If you want, I will help you like Ao. ”

“No. The Gu Clan is alive or dead. Let it be. There is no company that will last forever.” Song Li Xiao stopped talking, turned around and went out of the bakery.

Pastoral glances, looking at the card in his hand.

She's still like that, always rejecting his kindness to her.

It's the way it was in the past, it's the way it was in this life--

“Young master.” Uncle Fu came in and looked at Pastoral Ancient with some apprehension: “Why did you admit that you hurt the Gu Clan? Aren't you afraid that Mrs. Gu will announce it to the public? ”

Pastoral eyebrows with deep eyes, "I'm gambling. ”

“Bet on what?” Uncle Fu doesn't understand.

“Bet... what exactly am I in her mind? ”

Uncle Fu was shocked when he heard: “Young master, don't you... you are against Mrs. Gu..."

Uncle Fu looked sharply at Pastoral Ancient: “It's not what you think, don't guess my business! ”

Uncle Fu lowered his head quickly: "Yes, sir! But, Master, what if Mrs. Gu really told the press? ”

“Not if she's smart.” Because she hasn't come back to her yet, she dares not mess around for her sake.

Mugu knew that she was putting up with it, and she suspected that the collapse of the Nanjiang Bridge had something to do with him, but she couldn't do anything about it.

Pastoral wasn't in the mood to eat, get up and leave the restaurant.

Get in the car, he tells Uncle Fu: "Tomorrow, let my lawyer take the divorce papers to the hospital and sign them for Huang Ling. ”