Sending a white flower basket is so strange, isn’t it!
This is a eting event, a happy occasion, not a funeral.
But even more bizarre is the signature of the sender of the gift.
Gu Qiusha first saw from afar, an embossed golden Roman letter: G.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
G...
Was it sent by soone from the Gu Family?
But the person in the Gu Family who liked to use the short form G was already dead...
Luckily, as her eyes moved slightly to the left, she saw the second letter: S.
SG...
The sender’s full na was SG.
The tension that had risen in her mind finally eased slightly, it wasn’t that person, thank goodness.
But still, she couldn’t quite put her finger on why it felt so odd.
Just as she was frowning, pondering who would send such a large white flower basket to her, she heard a series of screams around her, one after another, and the scene instantly fell into chaos!
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A few minutes ago.
When Gu Yu had just entered and was wandering around looking for Gu Qiusha.
Bao Gucheng’s car also arrived.
He personally opened the passenger door, extending his hand to help Zuzi out of the car.
A long white dress floated out of the car door, the hem gracefully brushing against Bao Gucheng’s black suit.
The door to the back seat also opened, and Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman erged with mischievous smiles: "Ancestor Sister and Brother-in-law’s clothes are always intertwined, haha!"
Zuzi was not particularly concerned: "Oh, really?"
Bao Gucheng’s lips curved slightly: "After the eting, I’ll treat you all to a feast."
Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman were overjoyed, oh my, to praise Brother-in-law and get a feast, that’s too cost-effective, they’d definitely praise more often.
The two quickly and perceptively entered the banquet hall first.
Bao Gucheng holding Zuzi’s hand, strolled inside.
As they just entered, they saw a man leisurely sitting on a purple velvet sofa by the window at the door.
In the vast banquet hall, thousands were gathered in front of the stage, lively watching the live gift unwrapping.
Yet this man sat alone on the sofa, a cigar between his fingers, and casually sipping his drink, cool and composed.
Bao Gucheng’s eyes darkened slightly: "When did Nangong Mo beco Miss Gu’s fan too? Maybe he’s here to stir up trouble!"
Saying this, he wanted to step forward to chase him away.
Zuzi scanned the luxuriously decorated banquet hall without much surprise, but when her gaze landed on Nangong Mo, her brow noticeably twitched.
Her fingers slightly cooled, she tugged at Bao Gucheng’s lapel.
Nangong Mo on the sofa seed to sense the intense gaze on him and turned his head abruptly.
His gaze lingered on Zuzi’s eyes for a mont.
He frowned.
This woman, who was intimately close to him in the ancient tomb the other day, stole a jade button from him, clearly trying to seduce him.
Ha, now she’s pretending to be so cold?
One mont warm, the next cold, is she playing hard to get?
Nangong Mo’s expression beca complicated.
However, he quickly refocused his attention on Gu Qiusha.
He wasn’t here for Zuzi today.
Bao Gucheng saw Nangong Mo’s straightforward gaze at Zuzi, his fists clenched imdiately, if it weren’t for Zuzi’s delicate fingers soothing him, he would have definitely lost control and erupted.
"Xiao Cheng, let’s go."
"You stay here, I’ll deal with him."
Clearly, Nangong Mo should be the one to go. Why should his woman avoid that guy?
"Xiao Cheng, be good, hmm?"
"..."
The man’s fist turned into gentle fingers.
Alright.
If the little woman dislikes seeing soone, then she’ll avoid seeing them.
Still, changing their plans for one Nangong Mo always left him a bit uneasy.
"The air here isn’t good." Zuzi rubbed her brow.
Bao Gucheng glanced at the bustling crowd and finally realized that Zuzi never really liked crowded indoor settings.
That was it.
Not because of Nangong Mo.
He gently clasped Zuzi’s delicate hand.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard screams erupt from the center of the stage, and chaos ensued instantly!
What happened??
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