I seem to be a fake mistress

Gu Xian didn't want to hear it anymore.

Things didn't develop according to his expectation at all, Wen Qi threw his whip to the ground.

He spoke so hastily, coughing non-stop, Gu Xian even wanted to go up and pat him on the back.

"Are you kidding me? Stop playing." Gu Xian forced a smile and spoke in a warm voice.

If he could go back to the past now, he would definitely slap himself severely. Why did he take all his temper on an innocent person?Why imprison him, why... not cure him in the first place.

Maybe there was still a chance?If he had done that at that time, Wen Qi would not have become what he is now.

He tugged on Wen Qi's sleeve flatteringly, trying to hold Wen Qi in his arms again.

Wen Qi showed disgust without any pretense: "Since you know all about it, I won't pretend to be with you anymore."

"Do you know that I've been waiting for this day? Wait for you, Young Master Gu will fall in love with me thoroughly, and then I will throw you away."

Gu Xian licked his lips impatiently, his lips were almost broken in a short time, but they were still very dry.

Wen Qi's peach blossom eyes slightly curved: "It seems that the effect is good."

Gu Xian got up and said, "I'm going out first, you can rest for a while, and eat right away."

He couldn't wait to get out of this place.

The peppers have been placed on the table later, and the aunts have prepared authentic home-cooked dishes, so Wen Qi should have forgotten everything, right?His feet felt as if they were stepping on cotton, and he couldn't exert any strength at all. He felt weak even when he reached out to twist the door.

Wen Qi fastened the door.

"Listen to me, Young Master Gu."

"You ruined everything about me. I could have lived for a long time. I could have found someone who loves me and lived happily together. But because of you, I can only be tied to someone like you. You know I have How gross is it?"

Gu Xian closed his eyes, did not touch the doorknob, leaned his back against the door, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Wen Qi took a deep breath in his heart, but he was still ready to say: "Is it useful to be sorry? Is it useful to say sorry now that you made a person like this!"

Gu Xian squatted on the ground along the door, hugging himself into a ball.

A trace of surprise flashed across Wen Qi's eyes, he knew it was human's instinct to protect himself.

He was about to squat down and continue to stimulate Gu Xian, but he saw Gu Xian's wet cuffs.

He is crying.

The favorability value is still 98.

He has fallen into this feeling and cannot extricate himself.

Wen Qi: "I don't want to stay here anymore, I'm going to France."

Gu Xian: "Okay."

That night, the private plane took Wen Qi to France. He lived in the house he had bought for his creation, hired an aunt from China, asked her to cook some light food, and sat down at dusk every day. Watch the sunset from a chair.

"Mr. Liu."

Wen Qi changed all his clothes into men's clothes, and he didn't put on any makeup every day. He had a kind of fairy air.

Auntie didn't know who he was, and he didn't intend to say it, they just had to maintain a simple employment relationship.

He tilted his head in the setting sun: "Huh?"

The aunt smiled innocently: "Sir, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. This year my child came to visit me from China. I would like to ask for a day off tomorrow."

To be honest, Auntie also knows that Wen Qi will definitely agree to her request. No matter how clumsy the reason she is for skipping work, Wen Qi will be accommodating, and will never deduct her salary. The sisters who came from China all heard about it. Ask if she was cheated by someone, how can she find such a boss, people are bad now, and they won't let people ask for a penny.

Just a few days ago, the head of the family that the sisters helped take care of lost a diamond ring and had to be searched.

In contrast, the husband is simply a kind person. The auntie sighed in her heart. Why is there no one around the husband? He just faces the dusk all day and never sees anyone. Sometimes he makes a few phone calls, but It is also "arranged", "rest assured", "don't forget what I said to you".

Wen Qi hummed: "It's okay, you can go."

The aunt thanked: "Sir, I have wrapped the dumplings, you can just order them."

Wen Qi blinked, with a smile on his lips: "Wait a minute."

He went back to the house and took out two red envelopes, and put them in the hands of his aunt: "Your family has two children, one for each."

As soon as the aunt weighed the weight of the red envelope, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and instinctively pushed it back: "Sir, I can't accept this!"

Wen Qi smiled: "Are you cheating on me? Then I won't need you in the future."

Hearing this, Auntie hurriedly accepted the red envelope, and made more delicious food for her husband when the day after tomorrow came.

At dusk, Wen Qi walked into the house and called Bai Xu who was far away in Licheng.

"His company is working?"

Bai Xu: "Yes, very good."

"Is there any progress in your relationship with him?"

Bai Xu replied truthfully: "Not yet, he doesn't want to see anyone now."

He has been in Paris for a long time, and Gu Xian still stubbornly refuses to see anyone...

Wen Qi sighed: "He will meet, don't worry."

Bai Xu felt sorry for Wen Qi, and asked, "How is your body?"

Wen Qi smiled: "Very well, happy new year."

Bai Xu grinned: "Happy New Year."

Wen Qi put the phone beside the bed, and talked to Shou in his mind: "Shou, have you bought the medicine yet! I need 5 pills!"

Shou: "Now there are only 3 left, you can say whether you want it or not!"

Wen Qi made some calculations, three pills have three ways to live, and one feign death medicine is used for two hours, so if he controls the time well, he may not be able to last until Gu Xian comes.

In order to create a realistic and miserable atmosphere, Wen Qi drank the collagen solution all day on New Year's Eve, and waited until the next morning when his aunt came to swallow the fake death medicine.

When the eyelids gradually drooped, Wen Qi squeezed the things in his hands tightly.

As soon as the aunt came, she knocked on the door happily: "Sir, sir!"

The husband didn't agree, which meant he hadn't gotten up yet. She went downstairs and took a look at the dumplings in the refrigerator, but none of them moved.

Mr. must have ordered takeaway by himself.

She looked at the trash basket again, and there was nothing in the basket. A layer of doubts floated in the aunt's heart, so she went directly to open Wen Qi's door.

The husband's face was terribly pale, and she was in a state of confusion, so she hurried to shake him to get him out of bed.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiang was already stiff.

With the last ray of hope, she sniffed Wen Qi's breath, but immediately fell to the ground.

Mr. He... Mr. Him!

She hastily picked up Wen Qi's mobile phone on the table, and instinctively dialed the first one in the recent calls: "Hello!"

When Bai Xu heard the strong local accent, he was still a little confused, whether Wen Qi's cell phone was lost somewhere, but after listening to the words, he immediately picked up his coat and ran out.

His conscience also made him call Gu Xian.

Gu Xian didn't answer.

He could only send "Gu Xian, Liu Qingning is gone".

A new message surfaced on the desktop, Gu Xian was curled up in a corner, Fu Zhi took a look at it mentally, and called the housekeeper for the first time after Wen Qi left.

"Arrange to go to Paris now, immediately!"