The coquettish president was counterattacked

Chu Pei expected all kinds of accidents, but none of them was Gu Lizhao's death.

The moment he learned of Gu Lizhao's death, he felt even more uncomfortable than the moment he learned of his father's death.

On the day of his father's accident, he was sad and very sad, but Gu Lizhao was always by his side. He didn't have any extra feelings, he just remembered being very uncomfortable.

But today, he couldn't shed a single tear. After all, it was his father-killer and enemy who died, right?

He should be happy, but he can't force a smile.

Not only that, but he was also very, very sad. He bent over and curled up beside the sink in the bathroom in pain, holding the edge of the sink tightly with one hand, and the back of his hand was convulsed.

He felt that it wasn't that Gu Lizhao had died, but that his entire inner world had collapsed.

The liquidation of the Gu Group was not suspended because of Gu Lizhao's sudden death, but the host of the meeting room became the director Lin Tantian, who was the one who took the most benefits from the Yang family among the many directors.

Chu Pei was sent back to Gu Lizhao's villa by lawyer Zhang. In fact, that villa had always been under the old Mr. Gu's name.

It was already dark, and the housekeeper and servants also knew the bad news.

The warm yellow light in the room was very bright, but Chu Pei felt very cold for no reason, and the faces of the housekeeper and servants showed a sad expression like copy and paste.

Chu Pei's face was pale, and his emotions were perfectly hidden.

"A Luo..." Gu Lizhao was gone, and the housekeeper tentatively called him by his nickname, "Are you alright?"

Chu Pei glanced at him blankly, the house was tightly suppressed by the low and sad atmosphere, he turned and walked towards the stairs without saying a word, followed by the housekeeper.

He walked into the bedroom that shared the same bed with Gu Lizhao, without turning on the light, he walked towards the bed with intuition and faint eyesight, and then sat on the edge of the bed, covering his face with his elbows on his thighs.

He didn't cry, he couldn't cry for his enemy, he was sorry for his father.

Although Gu Lizhao's death was an accident, he also avenged his father, so he should be happy.

How beautifully his revenge plan was completed. Gu Lizhao was not only squeezed out of the domestic market, but also lost his life because of it. His plan was too perfect, even more perfect than he imagined.

"Hahaha."

He tried his best to laugh a few times, but there was no trace of joy in his voice. Instead, the housekeeper standing at the door could hear a bit of mad pain.

The kind of laughter that is sad to the limit.

The butler was considering whether to enter the room, Chu Pei rubbed his eyes vigorously, but without looking up, he asked guiltily, "Uncle Zhong, do you hate me?"

The housekeeper stood at the door and persuaded: "Ah Luo, I watched you grow up, how could I hate you? You are not to blame for this, this is an accident, no one thought that such an accident would happen, we are all very sad ."

His comfort did not make Chu Pei feel better.

Because Chu Pei knew he didn't understand, he didn't know that if it wasn't for his revenge plan, Gu Lizhao probably wouldn't have died.

Chu Pei: "Uncle Zhong, I want to be alone for a while, please turn on the light for me."

The butler turned on the light for him, closed the door and left.

Chu Pei kept his original posture and remained motionless for two hours. When he raised his head and was about to go to the bathroom, his legs were cramped and numb. He insisted on moving to the bathroom step by step, turning his hands on the wall.

He saw in the mirror that his eyes were covered with horrible bloodshot eyes, and his face was extremely embarrassed. He turned on the cold water and washed his face, and the cold water strongly stimulated the pores of his skin.

Then he stood under the shower head without taking off his clothes, and the cold water rushed over his body, making him shiver with cold.

Before going to bed, Chu Pei intentionally took two sleeping pills, and then he curled up sideways on the side where Gu Lizhao used to sleep, his body twitched like a spasm, he opened his mouth and roared in pain silently.

Even with the help of sleeping pills, he didn't sleep very deeply, and was haunted by nightmares in the second half of the night.

His nightmares are always related to Gu Lizhao.

Even though Gu Lizhao was dead, he still couldn't get rid of him.

In the past, his dream was that Gu Lizhao was beating him with a whip; now, his dream was that Gu Lizhao was sitting in front of the piano playing music. In his dream, Gu Lizhao was gentle and elegant, and he would occasionally smile at him when he played the piano.

The dream was sweet, but it made him even more uncomfortable.

他看到顾离钊的形象慢慢后退，从26岁的顾离钊到23岁的顾离钊、22岁的顾离钊、21岁的顾离钊、20岁的顾离钊......10岁的顾离钊、9岁的顾离钊......6岁的顾离钊......

It turned out that Gu Lizhao's images of every age group were deeply engraved in his mind.

He wanted to break free and stay away from this dream, he opened his eyes with all his strength, panting heavily.

Chu Pei raised his hand and touched his face. His face was covered with sweat. Although he didn't have a single tear, his eyes hurt so badly that he almost couldn't open them.

The next day, he came to his father's grave early, and only seeing his father's tombstone and his father's photo could ease his pain for Gu Lizhao's death.

"Dad, I avenged you. Gu Lizhao died yesterday. It was a surprise...probably God's will," he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you happy? You Zhiquan should be happy. "

Chu Pei put his hands in his pockets and silently stared at the black and white photo of his father, letting the autumn wind hit him in the face, the wind seemed to smell like rain.

It seems that the rain that has been brewing for a long time yesterday is finally about to fall today.

Chu Pei: "Am I particularly unfilial? Gu Lizhao died, but I didn't feel "happy" at all...but it doesn't matter, as long as you are happy...you are happy just fine. "

"He is only 26 years old this year, too young... In fact, he doesn't have to die so early. If he is still alive, I can torture him for a long time. Isn't life more cruel than death? Just like how he treated me back then That... But he doesn't treat me like that now, he treats me well... What am I talking about again, Dad, you don't like to hear this, I'm also confused Talking nonsense...no, his birthday is Christmas...he's not yet 26..."

Chu Pei stood in front of his father's grave and muttered to himself. The continuous autumn rain drifted down without him noticing. He stood in the smoky rain curtain for half an hour before realizing it. Suddenly found that it was raining.

The staff of the cemetery quickly ran up to him holding a transparent plastic umbrella, and handed him the extra transparent plastic umbrella in his hand: "Mr. Chu, it's raining, take the umbrella."

"no need."

Chu Pei pushed his hand away, raised his hand and raised the collar of the fleece coat, and continued to leave with his hands in his pockets and his head buried.

After returning to the villa, he finally fell ill with a fever.

The butler invited the Gu family's personal doctor, prescribed him antipyretics, and even drank a bottle of salt water.

He was lying on the bed with a needle in his right hand and a mobile phone in his left.

From yesterday to now, Yang Silin called him countless times and sent countless WeChat messages, but he ignored them all. The content was the same. Because Gu Lizhao died, he invited him to celebrate.

In addition to Yang Silin, some friends and work partners who didn't know the truth sent him condolence messages. They all thought that Gu Lizhao had a very good relationship with him.

Oda: "Brother, everyone on the production team knows about Mr. Gu. The director has no conscience. He urged you to come back to act quickly at this time. I despise him, but... Brother, I also feel sorry for you." Shunbian, don't be too sad, when will you be able to return to the set?"

Chu Pei thought for a while, took a hand photo of the infusion and sent it to her:

"I got sick."

Oda: "Then I'll ask you for another three days off, brother, you should pay attention to rest."

Chu Pei: "Got it."

The Gu Group is too large, and its liquidation process and projects are also very complicated, but Lin Tantian will report the relevant situation to Chu Pei at any time.

Chu Pei returned to the crew three days later, trying to use intensive work to divert his attention from the collapse of his heart, and he did, but this drama is a leading male drama that Gu Lizhao specially invested for him. When emotions such as national love and hatred were revealed, he was so broken that he couldn't help himself, making others wonder whether he was too deeply involved in the drama or just touched the scene.

Gu Lizhao's memorial service is scheduled to be held in New York, USA on the tenth day of next month. Because there are no bones in the plane crash, they can only be used as a tomb. The housekeeper packed up a few sets of clothes that Gu Lizhao liked and flew to New York a week in advance.

From the first day he joined the crew, Chu Pei was busy working day and night, and it was Xiaotian who told him about the memorial service after reading the news.

He struggled for more than ten minutes, and finally decided to ask the director for three days off to attend the memorial service.

That night, when he went back to the hotel and turned on his phone, he saw the news that Mr. Gu had invited him to the memorial service. It seemed that Gu Lizhao hadn't told the elders about his role in the revenge plan.

Probably the second elder thought he was just being used by others, right?

From the time he got on the plane to the time he arrived at the funeral parlor, Chu Pei was restless.

The layout of Gu Lizhao's mourning hall is no different from that of other deceased people. Black and white cloth strips are hung on the beams and under the eaves, and wreaths from the mourners are neatly placed outside and inside.

Most of the people invited to the memorial service are overseas partners of the Gu Group, and most of them are foreigners.

He mixed in the crowd and saw Gu Lizhao's heavy coffin with black flowers tied on it from a distance. Gu's father and mother looked solemn, as if they had aged several years overnight.

Seeing the eyebrows and eyes of the elders, Chu Pei's heart ached violently. Gu Lizhao looks very good, because he is a master of his parents' strengths, his father is handsome and handsome, and his mother is elegant and delicate.

He saw that the two of them were in a daze, and when Gu's father raised his head and looked in his direction with a feeling, Chu Pei hurriedly turned and left like a thief.

He lowered his head and walked quickly away from the mourning hall, walked out of the funeral home and accidentally bumped into a man.

Chu Pei: "I'm sorry."

"Humph."

The man's sneer made him tremble.

Chu Pei raised his eyes. The man in front of him was fair-skinned, with delicate features and eyes. He was wearing a light gray woolen coat, a white shirt and a black vest. He was putting his hands in his coat pockets, looking at him mockingly.

"Chu Pei, long time no see." The man curled his lips contemptuously.

"Bai Yi."

Chu Pei almost squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.