Gu Weimian was stunned.

Although she didn't like lace much, she didn't say she didn't like it either.

A long time passed, and there was no movement at the other end of the living room.

Gu Weimian hesitated for a few seconds, then put down the chopsticks in his hand, pushed away the chair and walked towards the living room.

As soon as he arrived in the living room, Gu Yuzhu, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately noticed Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian glanced at the old housekeeper Lin, then at Gu Yuzhu, and whispered,

"Miss Gu actually..."

Gu Yuzhu suddenly interrupted Gu Weimian, "I didn't like lace at first, but I was moved by the story behind it. I think the story has a very good meaning..."

"The story of Louis XIV and his queen does not necessarily have a very good moral."

Louis XIV's queen had no desire for power. She was quiet, liked to talk, and liked to be surrounded. Louis XIV thought she was not smart because she did not learn French well until her death.

And he himself had many wives and concubines.

At most, the two people are just a political marriage, and it has no more meaning.

Gu Yuzhu froze on the spot, his face stiff.

Butler Lao Lin closed his eyes and turned to Gu Weimian who was standing aside, "Does Miss Huo have anything to say?"

Gu Weimian's lips tightened.

Gu Yuzhu's eyes felt like needles pricking his eyes, and he felt helpless in his heart.

She still doesn't know what she just said wrong.

Maybe I was naive enough to think that I just didn’t know the story behind this piece of lace, so I lost someone.

Gu Weimian closed her eyes, "It's nothing, I just wanted to say, it's just a piece of lace."

Gu Yuzhu didn't even realize it.

If Butler Lao Lin really regarded her as the mistress of the Huo family, how dare he talk to her like this.

So what if it’s more than 6 million.

After all, it's just a piece of lace.

To Huo Yan, it was very different from a simple piece of cotton.

Whether the meaning behind it is good or not is for Gu Yuzhu to decide for herself. She just likes the lace shape, isn't it beautiful enough?

She lived in trepidation, but she didn't realize that in the circle of people around her, anyone with a little bit of brains would have seen through her long ago and played with her without even realizing it.

Gu Yuzhu hated him to death when he saw that old housekeeper Lin went out of his way to ask Gu Weimian.

The original mood of looking at customized wedding dresses was gone.

I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup Gu Weimian gave these people.

She felt that these people were colluding against her alone.

Gu Yuzhu didn't want to stay in this living room anymore.

She was getting ready to leave.

When he turned around, he found Huo Yan standing on the stairs not far away.

The man put one hand in his bag and looked at the entire living room quietly with a pair of dark phoenix eyes, his expression calm.

I don’t know how much I heard.

Gu Yuzhu's face burned almost instantly.

She felt she could bear being embarrassed in front of anyone, but only in front of Huo Yan.

This is absolutely unacceptable to her.

Gu Weimian's heart also "thumped".

During lunch, the man clearly said that he would be away for a few days.

Why are you here again?

For a few seconds, there was silence in the living room.

Huo Yan walked slowly down the stairs, passed Gu Yuzhu, and walked straight to the restaurant.

Gu Yuzhu watched helplessly, his eyes turning red.

"Miss, Mr. Huo."

Yin Shurong's voice rang in the living room,

"What's the matter with you calling me here?"

Gu Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, looked at Yin Shurong, and then at Huo Yan.

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