After wearing a heartthrob double, I went on strike

Shen Qiuyu threw away the bricks and asked some unclear questions. After confirming that it was Shen Fuqiang who forced the original owner to take the loan, he couldn't help being even more angry.

He forcibly took back the transferred money, and asked Brother Wei to ask Shen Fuqiang for the money.

Brother Wei kept complaining, but Shen Qiuyu's brown eyes glanced at him, and swallowed his words back.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Shen Qiuyu, he was so angry that he wished to kill Shen Qiuyu immediately, his back molars were bleeding, but he was afraid that Shen Qiuyu could hit him, so he dared not do it.

Shen Qiuyu ignored them, Gu Zi continued to wipe the wound, and put a bandage on it after wiping.

Looking at the twisted and crooked band-aids, he suddenly thought that it would be great if Gu Yao was there, and he would definitely be able to stick it well.

This thought came suddenly, and Shen Qiuyu was stunned for two seconds.

He shook his head and pressed it back. Gu Zhuo is the protagonist of the heartthrob, but not a doctor. How can he rely on him?

He resolutely cracked down on this behavior of digging his own grave.

the other side.

Vice President Gu, who had just landed at Haicheng Airport, sneezed suddenly. The assistant handed over the napkin in fear and asked if he needed an extra coat.

Gu Zhuo refused: "No need."

The assistant quickly folded the clothes and put them back where they were. The two waited in the waiting area for someone from the branch to pick them up.

Sitting in the car, Gu Yao held his tired eyebrows, subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the phone, then turned away silently.

The assistant was puzzled, why is Vice President Gu always looking at his phone today?

Shen Qiuyu looked at the time, more than ten minutes had passed since he called the police, and the police should be on the scene soon.

He let out a long sigh of relief, put the back of his hand against his forehead, his forehead hair was soaked with sweat, and his eyes were also dimmed from time to time.

Now his condition is very bad, the cold may have worsened, and he needs to go to the hospital.

Brother Wei, who was lying on the ground, watched Shen Qiuyu's every move, his eyes turned scarlet red, and he tightly grasped the rusty iron nail he picked up.

Shen Qiuyu stood up, supported her limp body, slowed down, carried her satchel on her back, and left the workshop of the abandoned factory with a candlestick in her hand.

As soon as he took a step out of the gate, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him.

Someone grabbed the long iron nail and attacked him at the deadly part of the back of the head, with such force that it would kill someone.

Physical discomfort dulls all senses.

Shen Qiuyu dodged sideways, but stepped on something slippery again, his whole body lost his balance, and suddenly fell to the side, there was no time to dodge the second attack.

The long iron nails with a cold light suddenly attacked his eyes.

Shen Qiuyu was trying to raise his hand to block it, when suddenly a black figure flashed behind him, and bumped into his head in a daze, with a muffled sound, both of them were in pain.

The man covered his head, but didn't back away, and just kicked towards Shen Qiuyu.

Shen Qiuyu's pupils tightened, and she clenched her fists.

The opponent's leg went over his arm, and directly attacked the rear.

Hum dong.

The sound of bricks falling on the concrete floor sounded from behind, and the bricks cracked into several pieces. Wei Ge, who was attacking sneakily, was kicked in the chest, and his whole body crashed into the old machine.

There was a loud crash, and the rusted parts fell apart on the spot.

Wei Ge was deeply trapped in the mechanical wreckage, his whole body was convulsed, the pain caused him to vomit blood, and he dared not move.

Everyone in the room was terrified by the sudden movement, trembling and pretending to be dead.

Shen Qiuyu leaned against the cold concrete wall, breathing a little short of breath.

His fingertips holding the candlestick turned white with strength, a trace of sweat slid down his forehead, and his face was extremely pale. Relying on his strong willpower, he supported himself without fainting.

It is doubtful whether the person who rescued him is an enemy or a friend. He cannot lose consciousness at such a critical moment.

If the comer is not good, he will have to finish the calf.

The man rubbed his forehead and looked at Shen Qiuyu, grinning in pain.

He asked, "Mr. Shen, are you okay?"

Shen Qiuyu panted, pretending to be calm and asked back: "Who are you from?"

The other party answered truthfully: "I am Boss Zhou's bodyguard."

Boss Zhou?

A gloomy and beautiful face immediately appeared in Shen Qiuyu's mind.

It was Zhou Qinchen.

The cold sweat on Shen Qiuyu's forehead became denser and dripped profusely.

It's not good who will save him, but it's Zhou Qinchen's crazy criticism, now it's really going to be...

Beep.

The candle's burning thread flickered, and the flame went out.

The room fell into darkness, only Brother Wei's wailing and groaning remained. Then, the candlestick fell to the ground, and Shen Qiuyu fell forward uncontrollably.

In the next moment, he fell into the warm embrace filled with slightly astringent patchouli, his strong arms firmly supported his waist, and a steady heartbeat was heard by his ears.

Before his consciousness was completely annihilated, Shen Qiuyu heard a deep voice above his head, as if separated by layers of thick fog.

Very far and deep.

There is no coldness and restraint in Gu Zhuo's voice.

"I'll forgive you this time."

Haicheng.

A well-known star-rated seaside hotel.

Gu Zhuo changed into light home clothes, came out of the bathroom, walked to the French window and sat down on the sofa, with wet hair resting on his forehead, water drops gently sliding down the eyelids, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He combed his forehead hair back casually, showing eye-catching eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes fell on the phone interface, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly.

The laptop on the coffee table dinged.

It was the notification sound for receiving emails, and the icon in the lower right corner of the screen was flashing.

Gu Yao raised his hand and opened it.

There also happened to be an incoming call on the mobile phone, and he glanced at the number without a note, and swiped the answer button.

The voice from that side came slowly, reporting something.

Gu Zhuo quietly listened to the other party's words, and looked out the window with deep eyes at the seemingly calm sea surface, sparkling.

Until the other party stopped, Gu Zhuo spoke unhurriedly.

"His biological mother has passed away?"

That party replied: "Yes, he died when he was eight years old. In the same year, his father, Shen Fuqiang, remarried. His current wife is Jiang Yushu, who was his mistress. The neighbors spoke well of Jiang Yushu. It is said that she treated the couple well. The stepsons are fine and have been taking care of them at home."

"Shen Fuqiang is addicted to gambling and has the habit of borrowing usury. He is away from home all the year round and owes a lot of debt. The Shen family brothers were also raised by Jiang Yushu."

"He has brothers?"

"I have a younger brother who is a few years younger and suffers from a genetic disease. He has been staying in a township hospital for treatment. He dropped out of high school to work to treat his younger brother. According to current investigations, he works up to six jobs a day."

"His former class teacher recalled that he was an introverted person who didn't like to talk, rather dull, with simple interpersonal relationships and few friends. There was information that he had a crush on a certain senior, but the other party's information was almost zero. The authenticity was doubtful and could not be investigated. .”

Gu Zhuo pursed her thin lips slightly, and her black eyes reflected the light of the full moon, as if covered with a thin layer of cold enamel.

He said, "Okay, I see."

Gu Zhuo silently hung up the call.

After a moment of silence, he moved the mouse and clicked on the email on the computer desktop.