Rebellious New Wife: Confess Her Tsundere Husband

Gu Qinghan was walking on the street alone, the night wind was slightly cool, and his body shivered.

When the black Maybach car passed by her, Li Yan looked at Gu Qinghan's helpless appearance on the corner of the street, and Gu Qinghan's figure gradually shrank in his sight.

Gu Qinghan didn't know where she was going. She should have bought herself a house in City B, otherwise she wouldn't have no place to live every time she ran away in a fit of anger. When JE came out with the design draft this time and took the fee, this time she would go first Don't donate money, buy a small apartment first!
As she thought about it, her eyes suddenly searched for a figure not far away, so familiar yet unfamiliar.

He was also as despondent and lost as himself.

Excellence has always been the warm image of the sun in Gu Qinghan's heart. All her memories of him are fixed in the afternoon 11 years ago, when the sun shone through the window on his hair, his eyebrows, his His eyelashes are so clear that every hair on his face is faintly visible, as if casting a layer of light on his whole body.

At that time, he raised his head slightly and smiled at her.

It was enough to illuminate her lonely and inferior heart for many years, and she felt as if a ray of sunshine had been injected into her heart.

However, every time I expected that he would have such a lost side.

However, what Gu Qinghan at this moment did not expect was that Zhuoyou's slight smile back then was not at her, but at Gu Qingfang who was standing behind her and crossed her figure.

It's like her eyes follow Zhuo Liang, and Zhuo Liang's eyes follow Gu Qingfang from beginning to end. Zhuo Liang's love is almost adoration, almost obsessed, almost blind, and there is no room for others except Gu Qingfang's eyes.

It is precisely because of this kind of love that it brings devastating disasters to Gu Qinghan's life in the days to come, because the excellence she understands at this moment is only the excellence of that side of fate, she is not enough to understand excellence.

Gu Qinghan quickly crossed the road, ran over, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and softly called: "Excellence!"

Zhuoyou looked back, his eyes were blank and indifferent, without emotion.

Gu Qinghan found sadly in his heart that Zhuoyou didn't seem to know himself, and the look in his eyes was too thorough.

"I'm Gu Qinghan, don't you remember?" She asked cautiously.

"Gu Qinghan?" Zhuozhuo frowned slightly, chewing on the name: "The Gu family!" He suddenly smiled: "Qingfang's younger sister?"

Gu Qinghan's body froze, Zhuo Liang's memory of her was next to his cognition of Gu Qingfang, she squeezed out a smile and said awkwardly: "Yes!"

She gritted her teeth, suddenly opened the bag, took out the diary from it and handed it to Joyo.

"What is this?" Zhuo Liang glanced at it lightly, but didn't take it, and didn't intend to open it.

"Open it and have a look!" Gu Qinghan finally said bravely, in front of love, you have to obey your heart, right?
She wants to let Zhuoqiang know that she is the one who has been guarding him and writing letters to his mailbox silently when he is abroad.

Ancient cold.

Zhuoyou's fingertips were extremely cold, and when he raised his eyes to take the diary, he briefly touched Gu Qinghan's hand.

He opened it slowly, and the thick diary contained a girl's dream-like love, and she wanted to regard excellence as the purest and simplest dream.

However, Zhuo Zhuo looked at that line of delicate handwriting, and his information was closely watched by her all the time.

What awards did he win, the days when he was successful in scientific research abroad...

His complexion changed drastically, and he looked at Gu Qinghan with a gloomy and cold demeanor, loosened his fingertips, and the diary fell into the puddle that had accumulated for a long time on the ground with a 'snap', and flipped the pages quickly amidst the howling cold wind , the writing on it was wet by the rain and the writing was blurred.

It was as if Gu Qinghan's heart had been stirred into a mess.

She looked at Zhuo Liang in shock, and subconsciously wanted to protect the diary, holding the diary tightly in her arms.

Even though he had prepared for the worst, he never expected Zhuo Liang to make such a move.

Shouldn't he be gentle?

In the next second, Zhuoyou's words were cold and bone-piercing: "You really make me sick!"