Zhou Gu leaned against the window quietly, looking at the direct gazes of several people with an indifferent expression, and a bitter smile could not help but rise at the corners of his lips.

Even if he wanted to marry, that woman probably wouldn't marry him.

She listed his crimes so decisively because she was determined to hate him until she died.

Perhaps to outsiders, Mrs. Zhou's status was extremely noble, but to her now, it didn't matter.

Thinking of this, there was a dense pain in his heart again.

His throat seemed to be grasped by a big invisible hand, and his breathing became rapid.

Seeing that he was reluctant to express his position, Zhou's mother inevitably began to feel anxious.

He clearly saw the woman pushing her mother downstairs with his own eyes, but he still did nothing and had no intention of dealing with it. This made her crazy with jealousy.

Just like that woman back then!

She hated that her husband was like this, and now her son was like this.

In the eyes of their father and son, is she a dispensable existence?

Because of this, she hated the vixen Wen Qing.

If she hadn't used tricks four years ago, how could she have married into the Zhou family instead of Rourou?

Every time she saw those bitchy hooves, she would think of the slut who seduced her husband.

In her opinion, Wen Qing and that slut are the same breed, specializing in the kind of business that destroys other people's marriages, and cannot be put on the stage.

That bitch got pregnant two years ago, and seeing her son so happy made her hate her to the extreme.

What qualifications does a mistress who destroys other people's families have to give birth to a child of the Zhou family?

So she bribed the doctor and asked her to tamper with the pregnancy test report, and silently used her son's hand to get rid of the evil obstacle.

She didn't regret doing this at all. Even if she did it again, she would still do it. Who let that bitch do it shamelessly?

Rourou is so good. If she hadn't interfered, the Zhou family would have been married to the Hua family at this time.

"You don't want to express your opinion, do you? Okay, then I'll call the police station. So many maids saw her push me downstairs, I don't believe you can still excuse her."

After saying that, she struggled to sit up.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fang, who was standing quietly by the bed, quickly reached out and pushed her back.

"Madam, the doctor said you hit your head on the floor, causing a severe concussion. You can't move around."

Zhou's mother snorted coldly and said with a sneer: "My son wishes that I would die early so that no one would stop him from marrying that poisonous woman. Naturally, I have to comply with his wishes so as not to be an eyesore to them."

Several clan elders looked at each other, all thinking the same thing.

If they were allowed to choose, they would naturally hope that this boy Zhou Gu would marry the treasure of the Hua family.

Once they establish a relationship with the Hua family, the Zhou family will advance to a higher level in the business world, and their worth will also rise.

The clan elder closest to Zhou Gu took a step forward under the urging of the other people's eyes, and persuaded him hard:

"It has not been easy for your mother these past few years. If you push her like this again, it will drive her crazy. If you are nostalgic, you can keep your ex-wife outside.

As for Mrs. Zhou's title, it's better to give it to the person who deserves it. After all, the daughter of the Fahrenheit family is still pregnant with your child. "

Another clan elder echoed: "Yes, yes, Mr. Hua is just such a daughter, so the baby must be tight.

In the future, the entire Fahrenheit will be handed over to Miss Wen Wen. If you marry her, you will marry half of the power in Beijing. "

Zhou Gu twitched the corners of his stiff lips and paced towards the door. As he walked, he said, "Even if I don't marry Wenqing, I won't marry Wenqing."

"you……"

Zhou's mother's brain had already been severely damaged. After another stimulation, the suffocating breath in her chest did not rise. She rolled her eyes and passed out.

In an instant, the ward became a mess.

Zhou Gu ignored him. If he could call a few old guys to force him to submit, it would probably be no big deal.

If he stayed here, it would be detrimental to her recovery.

...

Shanshuiju.

Wenqing was leaning in front of the French window to answer the phone. It was John who called.

"Mother Han has been admitted to a prestigious hospital in London. I have done what you asked me to do. Is it your turn to do me a favor next?"

Looking at the dark night scene outside tenderly, her expression was dark and unclear.

"You said."

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