Republic of China drama

Lu Qingying's illness dragged on for more than ten days, and the serious illness was cured, but the minor illness continued, and she coughed twice from time to time.

In the past few days, the Xiang family sent people to surround Gu's house like a prison, and Gu Tingtao's position was in him, so he could still come in and out with dignity.

But Lu Qingying's state was more like a marionette at her mercy, except for "oh" and "um", even on the day when the news of Gu Youlin's death came, she was only stunned for a while.

The old man died suddenly while smoking opium, not because of his years of tuberculosis, nor the emphysema that he carried until his death.

The servant girl said that two days before the old man left, the servants wrote to him saying that the Gu family had been completely controlled by the Xiang family, and Miss San was also imprisoned, and asked him to think of a way.He didn't move, and the hands holding the cigarette stick didn't even shake.

But Lu Qingying vaguely thought, if there wasn't such a trace of regret in her heart, she wouldn't have left so suddenly.

The family property left by the ancestors for generations fell into the hands of others in an instant.

The decision Gu Youlin made because of his old thoughts finally imprisoned himself.

Disdainful.

He was actually her biological father.

Not long after Lu Qingying heard the news, Xiang Xing arrived in a decisive manner.

Lu Qingying was in a daze, and the visitor stood there for a long time before turning around as if waking up from a dream.

haggard.

She is a peerless beauty, but she is even thinner and more angular.

Perhaps it was because the former opponent suddenly lost his spirit, but Xiang Xing felt that he did not hurt her.

"What do you think about Gu Youlin's funeral?" Xiang Xing reached out to brush the side of the bed symbolically, and sat down next to her.

"My thoughts are not important, don't you want to deal with them yourself?"

Xiang Xing: "Who told you?"

Lu Qingying smiled, but in the end it was with a sense of misery: "You detained me here because you were afraid that those who I helped before would tip off the news. There are so many funeral attendees, how could you give me this opportunity. "

Xiang Xing did not deny it: "So what. I have an idea, listen to it, how about it?"

Lu Qingying turned her head away slightly, as if she was saying that she didn't want to talk about it, but she had to listen.

Xiang Xing said to himself: "Marry to the Xiang family. The day after tomorrow is the sixth day of the lunar new year. I have asked someone to calculate it. It will be a good day. In this way, the Xiang family will help take over the mess of the Gu family. As for your father, death I don't know why, it's too ugly, after two days of burial, he said that he saw that you were married, but he had something on his mind, so he left in agitation."

Gu family?There's no mess in the Gu family, it's just that the Xiang family manipulated it behind the scenes and sucked up the blood.In any case, Xiang's business will not lose money.

Lu Qingying snorted softly, without concealing her disdain: "Where's my elder brother?"

"Go to the front line." Xiang Xing said, "Oh, don't worry, there are many people protecting him, he won't die."

Lu Qingying's expression changed.

Really, it's too deceiving.

"You really don't have any ideas?" Xiang Xing seemed to be confused for a while, "I still remember that we were studying abroad in the West, and you were so eloquent in theory, why did you change when you came back?"

"My theory, can it be changed?"

Lu Qingying quickly recovered her innocence, her eyes were as insipid as a pool of stagnant water.

Xiang Xing smiled: "Of course not. I've already made preparations for the wedding. I've worked hard for you these two days and learned the process."

Prepared early.

Really prepared.

Lu Qingying turned around on the kang, looked out the window, and stopped looking at him.

"Yan asked the servant girl for it, and said that you refused to give it. I don't have the ability to reach the sky now, but I'm going to suffocate to death."

"After all, you have to be scruples about some etiquette here. If you want to get married, you can't touch cigarettes again these two days. If it spreads out, you will be criticized. Then..." Xiang Xing said casually, "Ask someone to deliver you two newspapers, you The kind you like to watch."

Lu Qingying didn't say anything more.

The sound of Xiang Xing's footsteps faded away.

What kind of Western-style wedding, what kind of etiquette to get married, is just floating around.

After the death of the second sister, she was no longer afraid of death. Was she still afraid of these forms?