Mr.Gu, sweet wife is so warm

"God, Shiqing, how did you find this purple clay pot? I remember there is only one in the world."

Gu Weihai looked at it carefully for a while. It was really genuine. He was even more surprised, "my good grandson."

Gu Shiqing was flattered and humiliated. He replied lightly: "I heard my grandfather said he wanted a purple clay pot before, so I paid special attention when I was on a business trip abroad, found the master and begged him to sell the purple clay pot to me."

Gu Weihai couldn't put it down. He wanted to make a pot of tea himself. He couldn't smile and nodded: "good! It's great!"

Everyone looked at Gu Shiqing differently, especially Gu Jiabo, who was so angry that he wanted to kill.

He also sent a purple clay pot to Grandpa, but not from a famous teacher. Grandpa's performance was still a little dull.

The contrast of this drop.

In contrast, the way others look at him can't help but bring some sympathy.

Halfway through the banquet, Gu Weihai said he was not feeling well. He returned to his room with a precious purple clay pot. Gu Shiqing looked around and turned to leave.

But was stopped by a sweet voice.

Gu Yiman's voice was soft, his small hand grabbed his sleeve, his beautiful eyes narrowed, smiled and said, "do we have time to talk?"

Gu Shi pulls away her hand without a trace and doesn't speak.

Gu Yiman narrowed his eyes slightly, held the red wine cup in his slender hand, and his beautiful eyes were lazy. He stared at the swaying red wine in the cup and said faintly, "are you sure you don't want to talk to me about Su Liu?"

Seeing the tall figure, Gu Yiman still smiled and walked up slowly. High heels stepped on the floor tiles with a slight voice mixed with an aggressive momentum.

"You look terrible."

Gu Yiman walked around him and smiled, "I saw the news on TV recently. Do you know where Su Liu is now?"

Gu Shi's eyes were cold and cold.

"I don't know. How many years can I be sentenced for harboring prisoners?"

Gu Yiman smiled beautifully and viciously like a snake, "I'm a little curious."

"I especially want to know," Gu Shi said faintly, "if you wait until that day, who is laughing more happily."

With that, Gu Shi left without looking back.

Gu Yiman still stood in place, holding the mobile phone in his hand, and the mobile phone screen lit up slightly at this time.

Above is a text message, which says: the task has been completed.

"Who laughs last?" Gu Yiman turns off his cell phone and sneers. The smile aroused by red lips is gloomy and vicious. "Of course, I laugh last."

Gu Shiqing left the old house. The moment he got on the bus, his cell phone rang loudly. As soon as he picked it up, an Xiaoli tried to keep calm and flustered.

She took a deep breath, spoke quickly and clearly to Gu Shiqing and said, "Gu Shiqing, Su Liu has been taken away."

The hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened, and the knuckles were almost white.

"When did it happen?"

An Xiaoli sat in her seat and watched the news of the murderer's murder reported on TV. The image on the screen happened to be the scene when Su Liu was taken into the police car.

She just felt cold all over, but she kept calm, told Gu Shiqing the news, and said softly, "Su Liu was taken away at eight o'clock."

At eight o'clock... He just arrived at the party at that time, but the party had not started yet. When it really started, it was eight thirty.

In other words, he was lured away from the mountain.

Gu Shiqing's eyes, in the dark carriage, were gloomy and terrible. Even the light of the orange street lamp outside the window could not integrate into his eyes.

"Ten minutes later, your villa will gather."

Just hung up the phone and another call came. It seemed that bad things happened at this moment.

"Mr. Gu, the data of your mobile phone has been stolen and destroyed, and the content in the recording pen has also been deleted."

Li Feng's voice was too gloomy. He was suppressing his anger and calmly reported to Gu Shi, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I..."

He really wants to die.

"It doesn't matter."

Gu Shi said faintly, "call out the relevant surveillance video to me now and send it directly to my mailbox."

"Good!"

Gu Shi tilted his hands and firmly grasped the steering wheel. The black Cayenne galloped away in the dark like a lightning bolt.

Su Liu was awakened by cold water. Her nose was suddenly filled with a little water and she woke up. She opened her eyes and looked around calmly. She found that there were gray walls around. Behind the police in front of her, there was a mirror.

Su Liu looked at the Criminal Investigation Bureau. Behind the mirror, several people should be standing watching her.

In other words, this is the trial and investigation room.

"Come on, your modus operandi."

The policeman's voice was so cold that he had a notebook at hand.

Su Liu collected her eyes and remained silent. After a while, she whispered, "I didn't kill her."

"The evidence is conclusive. Are you still talking hard?"

The police put sun Xiaoxiao's death and photos of the murder weapon in front of Su Liu one by one, pressed her head and said seriously, "look, don't you admit you killed her?!"

"I didn't!"

Su Liu bit her teeth and glared at him, "I won't kill my good friend at all!"

"Pa!"

Su Liu's face was severely thrown aside, and five red and swollen fingerprints were printed on her white cheek.

Then, her hair was pulled up in front of her forehead, and the picture was in front of her.

"I've seen a lot of people like you! Don't plead guilty!"

With that, the burly policeman grabbed her hair and knocked her on the table with great strength, leaving shallow blood on the cold table.

"The scum of society!"