Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

Gu Yanci was soaked in emotion~ His lusty and slightly hoarse voice was mixed with a rare warmth. The notes played by the cello are deep, deep and magnetic, and have a kind of appeal to the ears that teases the heartstrings.

Lin Qian's heart felt tingling. She raised her eyes, looked directly at Gu Yanci, licked her lips and asked, "I sold myself for glory, you don't despise me?"

Gu Yanci raised his hand and slid his calloused thumb across her chin, stroking a slightly itchy and numb feeling.

He smiled and said considerately: "You have the ability to make a lot of money on your own. If you weren't forced by reality to have no other choice, you wouldn't have lived the life you hate most."

He lowered his arms and pressed them on both sides of Lin Qian's body. His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of pity and pity, "It's also pitiful that you are so young and have suffered so many grievances."

Lin Qian lowered her eyelashes, the corners of her eyes became moist, and tears filled her eyes instantly.

I have suffered so much grievance! Yes, she had grown up in bitter waters since she was a child. Those three beasts from the Wu family, who were inferior to pigs and dogs, took pleasure in torturing and abusing her.

When she grew up, she regarded Gu Jinshen, who gave her some warmth, as her salvation in this life, and pounced on him without warning.

She fully thought that Gu Jinshen could save her and take her out of the sea of ​​suffering. In the end, he was the biggest disaster in her life, pushing her into a desperate situation of darkness with his own hands.

Four years in prison, one thousand four hundred and sixty days, the despair was oppressive and long. She didn't know how she survived those days...

With grief and sadness welling up in her heart, Lin Qian bit her lip tightly and sobbed incessantly.

"Are you crying?" Gu Yanci held her in his arms with his right hand and pressed the back of her fluffy black hair with his left hand. "It feels better to cry, right? Cry as much as you want in my arms."

His words were like tear gas, exploding the tears in Lin Qian's eyes.

Lin Qian hugged Gu Yanci's strong waist tightly, buried her face in his chest, and cried bitterly.

Gu Yanci said nothing, letting her hot tears wet the clothes on his chest.

When Lin Qian stopped sobbing, he lowered his head and placed a warm and loving kiss on her forehead.

Lin Qian's heart trembled slightly, and a kind of throbbing arose spontaneously, then dissipated in an instant.

Times have changed, and she is not the girl who fell into trouble after being given some warmth. She is rational and sober, and will never be moved by emotion again.

Lin Qian put her hands around Gu Yanci's neck, with a charming and blurry smile on her lips, and asked in a soft voice: "Mr. Gu, are you enjoying yourself? If not, continue!"

Her long legs sandwiched Gu Yanci's narrow waist, sometimes tightening and sometimes relaxing.

With her blood aroused, Gu Yanci took control of her charming and supple waist, and once again fell into the gentle land...

In the early morning, Lin Qian was still lying in bed. The ringing of her cell phone broke the silence in the room and woke her up from her sweet dream.

Gu Yanci, who was lying next to her, picked up his phone, got out of bed, walked to the terrace, and answered the call.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lin Qian vaguely heard his voice, "No problem, I'll contact him."

After a few minutes of silence, she heard his cold instructions again: "Initiate a medical accident and 'click' him."

Lin Qian was completely awake. She Shiran sat up, and Gu Yanci walked into the room after making a phone call.

He slept well in a calf-length silk shirt, with a loose collar and an open collar, revealing his delicate collarbones and strong chest muscles with clear texture. He was lazy and casual, exuding a sense of solid strength.

On the honey-colored skin, there were still red marks of varying shades left when Lin Qian passionately kissed him.

Thinking of the heated scene last night, Lin Qian's fair cheeks turned a delicate crimson color.

Gu Yanci sat down beside the bed and said in a deep voice: "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."

Lin Qian yawned. She lay down, stared at him and asked, "Who are you going to 'click'?"

Gu Yancifei's thin lips curved into a sneer, and she said in a cold voice: "Gu Jinshen, he went to the hospital for a check-up. The doctor said that it was broken and there is little hope of repairing it. His family contacted me and asked me to contact a senior expert."

He narrowed his dark eyes slightly and said in a sarcastic tone: "It's impossible to help him recover. I just took this opportunity to destroy him."

Lin Qian pursed her lips. Gu Yanci's attack was very cruel, harmful and insulting.

……

It's half past nine, work time.

Lin Qian opened the closet, took out a white shirt and a black hip-hugging skirt, and was about to change into it. Gu Yanci took out another unopened suit and threw it into her arms, "Change to this one."

"Is there any difference?" Lin Qian muttered.

She put it on and stood in front of the full-length mirror to take a look at herself, only to realize that there was a difference. This business suit was cut more closely to the body, perfectly showing off her curvaceous curves.

The breasts are plump, the waist is graceful, and the hips are perky... pure and capable, yet exuding indescribable sexiness.

A pair of man's hands with sharp joints suddenly pinched her tight waist.

The cool and thin lips were pressed against her ear, and a deep and mellow male voice poured into her eardrum, "Remember to come to my office during your free time."

……

Yuhuan Group, Gu Yanci walked gracefully, passed the front desk and entered the elevator.

Along the way, the staff greeted him respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Gu."

Lin Qian walked in next and was looked at sideways by the staff.

They gossiped non-stop, "Haha, scolding others for plagiarism turns out to be a plagiarist herself."

“Plagiarism dog bites plagiarism dog, dog bites dog, it’s a hairy mouth.”

Lin Qian turned a deaf ear to her colleagues' comments.

Arriving at the office, Lin Qian started her computer and opened Weibo.

Ah! Wu Jingjing posted ten Weibo posts in a row, angrily accusing her of being "shameless".

#Stupid plagiarism dog, you have soiled the game circle, the design circle, and the original painting circle, hurry up and get out of the circle! #

#Three-legged bad cat only knows how to copy. #

#Don’t pretend to be a human being, and don’t pretend to be a god if you are a dog. #

One by one, they were shouting hoarsely, looking like they were mad because Lin Qian was so angry.

The comment section on her Weibo was polarizing.

Some netizens ridiculed her: #Come on, you plagiarized masters, fooled netizens, and suppressed your peers. You are also a disgusting piece of shit. Shut up and reflect on yourself behind closed doors. #

Some netizens, at first glance, think they are paid to hire trolls.

In the comment area, they spread rumors like this: #Expose, that bitch is not only a plagiarist, but also a lowly child born from a mistress! #

#Plagiarism Dog's private life is messy. He was a promiscuous gangster at a young age. Later, he failed to hook up with his brother-in-law. He poisoned his own sister with murderous intentions. He spent several years in prison. After he was released from prison, he had an affair with the old man... #

These "exposures" successfully ignited the anger of the obscene man.

The wretched man broke through Lin Qian's guard as if he had been cuckolded by a hundred cuckolds. He insulted her profusely and made obscene remarks flying all over the place.

Lin Qian could see Wu Jingjing's purpose in doing this.

Make her mad, or madly mad.

An ordinary person would probably go crazy.

Lin Qian, who has experienced strong winds and waves, is not an ordinary person.

The angrier she gets, the calmer she becomes.

She held the wireless mouse tightly in her right hand, sliding the scroll wheel with her fingers, and kept taking screenshots to collect evidence.

After taking the screenshot, Lin Qian walked into the CEO's office a few meters away.

Gu Yanci sat behind the large and bright desk, flipping through the documents attentively.

Hearing Lin Qian's footsteps entering the room, he put down the documents, curled his lips, and chuckled ambiguously: "Secretary Lin, is it business or private?"

"Private matters," Lin Qian sat on his lap and ran her hands around his upper body.

Finally, she took out her mobile phone from the inner pocket of his Italian suit and said, "Lend me your mobile phone."

Lin Qian took her cell phone, returned to her office, made a call, and started with: "Rumors are flying all over the Wu Jingjing comment section, and Mr. Gu is very angry."

On the other end of the phone was none other than Jiang Heng, CEO of Xinyan Weibo.

He was confused and asked cautiously: "Why is Mr. Gu angry?"

Lin Qian didn't answer, intentionally letting him think blindly.

Jiang Heng pondered over it and suddenly realized, "I understand, I understand, the woman Wu Jingjing spread the rumors about is Mr. Gu's favorite."