Gu Chen had a gut feeling that something was not right about Zhou Ji tonight. Although he was never alarmed by changes, he rarely showed his anger so obviously.
There was a hint of imperceptible cruelty hidden in his stern brows.
Gu Chen also knew that Zhou Ji would discover him sooner or later. Perhaps Zhou Ji had noticed something was wrong with him, so he reminded him of these words coldly.
There is something in the words.
Gu Chen, who had always been carefree, heard the words Zhou Ji said, and his smile gradually fell away, and he couldn't even pretend to smile.
He didn't know what was wrong.
After all, Jiang Yue is the wife of a good friend, so he shouldn't fall in love with her.
Gu Chen felt that he didn't like Jiang Yue that much, but every time he saw her, he couldn't help but get in front of her and talk too much, like a childish primary school student. Try your best to attract the other person's attention.
He was so stupid that when he looked back, he felt childish.
Gu Chen twitched the corners of his lips and said, "I forgot."
Zhou Ji glanced at him: "Don't forget next time, she is your sister-in-law."
Suddenly, such a meaningful sentence came out.
No matter how ignorant Gu Chen is of current affairs, he must understand what he should understand.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and there was silence for a moment. The men here were all human beings, and only a few words were enough to understand the profound meaning.
Qin Zhao was good at dancing in the arena of power, and he was the best among men. He raised his eyes, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes. He looked at Fu Qingnian beside him, clicked his tongue, and said in a playful tone: "This A sister-in-law who both likes her?"
Fu Qingnian glanced at Qin Zhao expressionlessly and remained silent.
Qin Zhao was not very interested in other people's eight o'clock stories. If it was Zhou Ji, then he was indeed a little interested.
That quick glance in the elevator today.
It's really pleasing to the eye.
The rumored Mrs. Zhou is very beautiful, at least much more stunning than what others say about her. Her eyebrows are beautiful, her skin is as white as snow, and her expression is a bit coquettish. She is not as unattractive as what is rumored outside.
Fu Qingnian said: "You can also like your sister-in-law."
Qin Zhao: "Sorry, I am the eldest brother in the family."
Fu Qingnian thought for a while: "Then you should be more careful after getting married."
Qin Zhao calmed down and said, "Beasts like you should be rare."
Fu Qingnian was not willing to admit defeat, and the two men started arguing, and their words turned into daggers: "Don't speak too early, who doesn't have a younger brother or sister at home?"
Qin Zhao drank some wine, and it was rare for his calm personality to let go of his emotions. The minister who was usually cold and solemn outside would not talk so much boring nonsense.
When it came to his younger siblings, his mood wasn't much better.
Too much time has passed, more than twenty years, and a lot of evidence has disappeared. Even the person in charge of the lost or wrong child in the hospital does not know who it is.
Back then, his mother had given birth in a hurry and was on a business trip with his father in the countryside. Nothing in the small hospital in the remote countryside was regular.
In those days, of course there was no surveillance.
The staff is mixed, and the departments for which each nurse is responsible are also in chaos.
In the neonatology department, no one will specifically guard it.
Qin Zhao and Qin Qin were neither close nor close, nor close nor close.
He is a few years older than Qin Qin. He doesn't talk much, and he's not very good at coaxing people. He's not the kind of brother who gives stars to others if he wants them.
He is still a bit harsh towards his pampered sister.
On the other hand, several other cousins of the Qin family who are similar to Qin Qin have a better relationship with her. They are really fond of her during holidays, especially her birthday.
His parents didn't know until he was sixteen that his sister was not his biological sister. The whole family had type O blood, and nothing had gone wrong for so many years.
By the time it was discovered it was too late.
Qin Zhao came to his senses and said, "I'm not as perverted as you."
He paused and asked again: "Why didn't Zhou Ji's wife come down for a drink tonight? I think Zhou Ji and him seemed to have a good relationship during the day."
Fu Qingnian was in a bad mood: "Go upstairs and knock on Jiang Yue's door and ask."
Qin Zhao was too lazy to think anymore and followed him out of the underground wine cellar. He walked up to Zhou Ji with his hands in his pockets and deliberately asked as if he was looking for trouble, "Where is your wife?"
Zhou Ji frowned and looked at Qin Zhao with a scrutinizing gaze: "Sleep, what do you want to do?"
Before Qin Zhao could speak, the elevator dinged, and a little girl in pajamas walked out. She was in a trance, as if she was sleepwalking. The fluffy pajamas looked childish on her body. She was wearing the clothes on the back of her pajamas. The hood makes the face look small, delicate and beautiful.
It looked like he had just woken up.
It was only when he woke up from a nightmare that he curled up in his warm and soft pajamas in such fear.
Qin Zhao stared at her eyebrows, and the familiar feeling that came from nowhere emerged from the bottom of his heart again.
He looked at this little face with no offensive power. Not only did he not dislike it, but he became more and more pleased with it. He stared at it for a while without looking away.
Qin Zhao couldn't help but doubt himself. Could it be that he had become a pervert after spending too much time with Zhou Ji and the others?
Jiang Yue really ran downstairs because he had a nightmare.
She didn't expect to meet Zhou Ji and the others in the lobby downstairs by such an accident. The men, who were about 1.8 meters tall, were all wearing black suits and black coats. They were tall and had long legs, and they felt extremely oppressive.
Several glances looked at her almost at the same time.
Jiang Yue was almost startled again. She just finished taking a shower and went to bed.
She is a good baby who goes to bed early and gets up early.
Didn't drink milk, didn't turn on the lamp.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I was suddenly pulled into a nightmare, looking at myself lying beside the bed in my wedding dress.
Red and black blood spilled from his lips and teeth, and he lay there quietly, motionless.
Witness your own misery.
Jiang Yue was really frightened. She tried to escape in a hurry, but was trapped in the palace again and was forced to watch Zhou Fuwei lead someone to open the palace door.
The light cast the man's figure into a long shadow.
He walked in, walked up to her step by step, and gently wiped away the blood on her lips bit by bit with his fingertips.
There seemed to be tears falling on her cold and pale face.
Jiang Yue watched quietly, watching Zhou Fuwei slowly rub her body into his arms.
Then Jiang Yue witnessed a bloody massacre.
Many people died in the palace.
Jiang Yue felt as if bright red blood was gushing onto her face. She raised her hand and touched her face, suddenly realizing that she was in a dream.
In a murderous dream.
The Princess Palace was sealed up, and the furnishings inside were not touched at all, except for the Taoist priests who had been practicing and chanting scriptures for many years outside the palace.
Jiang Yue woke up and looked at the empty room, but the scene of Zhou Fuwei killing someone without blinking was still in his mind.
She was so cold that her teeth were chattering, and she didn't want to go next door to find Zhou Ji. She just wanted to go downstairs to get some yang energy first.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, I bumped into a few of them.
