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

"Did you hear that?" Lin Qian's flabby shoulders were straightened, and the fingers holding the toothpick moved slightly, "She is going to wear it out and fight a protracted battle to see when you will relent."

A dark look flashed across Gu Yanci's eyes, and he said coldly: "She won't be allowed in. She can stay as long as she likes."

After looking at the current time, Gu Yanci changed the topic: "It's afternoon, are you hungry? Whatever you want to eat, I'll ask the chef to cook it for you."

"You want to make it," Lin Qian brushed her hair and said the name of the dish casually, "If you want to eat seafood, make steamed abalone chicken wings, steamed sea bass, spicy crab pot, garlic Roche shrimp, cumin squid..."

She named a dozen dishes in one breath, and Gu Yanci wrote them down one by one, "Okay, wait for me here, I'll go to the kitchen to fry and fry."

He left, and Lin Qian sat on the sofa, kicked off her leather boots, crossed her legs in front of her, and held a tablet in her hand to watch videos.

After browsing, she came across a short drama that had just been launched and was adapted from a sadomasochistic novel.

At the beginning of the plot, the heroine stood in the dock and listened to the judge pronounce the crime...

Lin Qian was moved by the scene and thought of herself.

The heroine in the short play who has been wronged is very similar to her who was imprisoned for being wronged.

The past events were still vivid in her mind, and Lin Qian's eyes were frozen.

He was convicted despite not committing a crime, thanks to a series of convincing "evidences" provided by Gu Jinshen that were fake and real.

As for the incriminating evidence, the profit-driven and sinister lawyer he hired taught him step by step how to weave it.

"Du Xiang!" Lin Qian held the tablet and muttered to herself, "The way of heaven is reincarnation, no one will be spared by heaven. You harmed me back then, now I am harming you."

With the little information she knew, Lin Qian searched for Du Xiang on Kuaiyin.

Let her find it. Now, Du Xiang has retired and is spending his old age at home.

His quick messages are full of short videos of raising flowers, walking birds, tasting tea and traveling.

The saying that evil will be punished does not work for him. It can be seen from the video that he has a happy family.

In a photo of a family outing, he is standing in position C with gray hair, and on the left is a plump middle-aged woman, about forty years old. She does not look like his first wife, but looks like his new wife.

On the right stood his son, with a wickedly handsome face and tear marks at the end of his eyes. He was a charming and handsome man. There was also an energetic little boy, probably his grandson.

Lin Qian put down the tablet, walked to the notebook, typed on the keyboard, and then printed out a few pages.

After doing all this, she raised her eyes and looked out the window.

The rain has weakened, and the downpour has turned into falling raindrops. The sun is shining faintly, giving off a pale white light.

Lin Qian put the paper into the document bag, walked to the door and opened it.

Immediately, a servant came up to her, opened a silver-gray long-handled umbrella and put it over her head, asking her, "Young lady, where are you going?"

Lin Qian walked down the steps and said as she walked, "Go and meet her at the gate."

When they arrived at the door, the carved iron door opened automatically, and the woman in black kneeling on the ground caught Lin Qian's eyes.

She was soaked all over, her face was mottled with water, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. Her eyelids were dark and red, and she looked heartbroken and exhausted.

Lin Qian, on the other hand, had long hair and a straight back, standing proudly under the umbrella held by the servant. Wearing a neatly cut Qiangjin style dress, her ears and neck are dotted with sparkling earrings and necklaces. Her face, lightly painted with makeup, is bright and bright, clearly different from the embarrassed woman in black.

Lin Qian approached the woman step by step, opened her lips, and asked quietly: "How do you call her?"

The woman said her name, "Han Xiaoyun."

After speaking, she asked impatiently: "Where is Gu Yanci?"

"He doesn't see you!" Lin Qianqing said four words clearly, "It's useless for you to stay here. He has a heart as hard as stone, and he won't develop sympathy because of your long-term hard work."

Han Xiaoyun retracted her hands on the ground and looked at Lin Qian's eyes, which were full of hostility. "Are you driving me away? If you don't want to leave, I won't leave. If he doesn't agree with me, I won't leave even if he kills me."

Lin Qian held the document bag, slowly rubbed the edges with her fingers, and asked, "What are the conditions?"

Han Xiaoyun told the truth: "Save my brother. He is the only male in the Han family. The bloodline of the Han family depends on him. I want to save him. I have no other hope in this life. I just hope that he will marry and have a son." , pass on the incense of the Han family.”

my God! If there weren't a constant stream of private cars passing by on the streets in the distance, Lin Qian would think that she had traveled through time in the feudal era.

This is the 21st century, but you can still hear nonsense words like "male", "incense", and "having a son".

No wonder that Han Moumou was arrogant since he was a child and became lawless when he grew up.

Born in a family that values ​​boys over girls, he is regarded as the ancestral figure by his family. He is pampered and indulged in every possible way, which leads him to develop bad habits.

"Tsk, tsk!" Lin Qian chuckled, "You are such a good sister who only cares about your brother. I can see that in your heart, your brother is more important than anything else."

Han Xiaoyun's gloomy eyes were tempered with a layer of poison, and she glared at Lin Qian fiercely: "If it weren't for you, my brother would not be what he is today. Originally, Gu Yanci gave me a check. Two hundred million, enough for him to spend his whole life. His good life As soon as it was about to arrive, Gu Yanci realized that he was the person you hated the most, so his attitude immediately changed, even if you didn't take back the check, you even sent him to the ICU. "

As he spoke, Han Xiaoyun went crazy like a ghost, "Back then, my brother should have bullied you to death. It would be great if you were dead. If you are dead, I can marry Gu Yanci smoothly. My brother Live a good life. Why don’t you die? There are so many people dying accidentally, why isn’t it you?”

At this point, Lin Qian became more and more aware of the specific reasons why Han had such a despicable character.

Han Xiaoyun had a wrong outlook, and it was obvious that no one in the Han family was good.

Already disgusted with her, Lin Qian looked angrily when she heard her repeatedly cursing her own death, "If God doesn't do what you wish, I'm not dead, I'm still alive. Judging from the current situation, your brother can't survive me."

The last few words touched Han Xiaoyun's back, her eyes spit out poison, and she yelled in a vicious voice: "My brother is really dead, I'm not done with you."

Lin Qian clenched the document bag and said coldly: "Your brother has only a few days to live, that's a fact. The ICU is known for burning money. Judging from your family background, you definitely don't have much savings. Your brother has been in the ICU for a few days, almost You can’t raise money online. If you can’t pay the fee, your brother will die.”

As if being hit by a bullet, Han Xiaoyun collapsed and murmured: "It's all your fault. He's in the ICU and I can't raise money online. It's inseparable from you."

It was impossible to reason with people who had erroneous views. Lin Qian plainly explained her intention of coming here, "I can save your brother. You follow my instructions and achieve what I want to achieve. How much do you want?" ,I give you."

Han Xiaoyun's eyes seemed to be lit with candles, shining brightly in an instant.

In just an instant, the light in her eyes went out, "I don't believe it. You want to light incense candles and curse my brother to die quickly to save him. It's impossible, absolutely impossible."

Lin Qian turned around, with her slender figure outlined in a high-end skirt facing away from Han Xiaoyun, and said in a light voice: "Your brother was seriously injured and lying in the ICU. I have already forgiven my hatred. Whether you believe my words or not, I gave you the opportunity anyway. It’s up to you whether you want to catch it or not.”

She lifted her legs and moved forward, followed closely by the servant.

After taking a few steps, Han Xiaoyun gritted her teeth as if she had made up her mind, "I believe you, the situation is already so bad, how much worse can it get? What do you want me to do for you? Tell me quickly."

Lin Qian stopped, threw the document bag backward, and said softly: "Write down what I want you to do on the document. Open the document bag and read it yourself."