Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

After arriving at the old house, Gu Youli knew why Mr. Yu temporarily cancelled the party and why he had to ask her and Yu Feibai to go back.

Because Yujia...

No, to be more prepared, there was a major earthquake in Yu Feibai's house.

All of Yu's servants, including the housekeeper, were driven out.

The door was closed tightly.

When Yu Feibai and Gu Youli arrived, the butler greeted them anxiously, and then let Yu Feibai go in quickly.

In the lobby of the old house, there are only Father Yu, Yu Zhihe, and Wang Jiahui.

As soon as Gu Youli and Yu Feibai stepped in, they heard Yu Zhihe's roar: "What's the matter? What's the need to turn off the phone, need to disappear for a day and night!"

When the two raised their eyes, they saw Grandpa Yu sitting in the upright mahogany chair.

When he saw them, he raised his hand and rubbed his temple.

It seems very distressed how to solve it, but there is no anxiety and worry, as if I have long been used to it.

Yu Zhihe and Wang Jiahui, with their backs to them at the moment, did not know anyone was standing behind them.

Regarding Yu Zhihe's question, Wang Jiahui was obviously also a little unhappy.

Her eyes were slightly cold, and her voice was slightly impatient: "What's the matter with you? I didn't go home all night, and you didn't have it. As for the phone is turned off, it is naturally because I have something and don't want to be disturbed. ."

Yu Zhihe sneered: "Does your family call you bother if you call? Isn't it just your lover who calls you?

Wang Jiahui was not calm, and said angrily: "Yu Zhihe, pay attention to your attitude, what I am going to do, do I still need to report this to you?"

These words shocked Yu Zhihe.

He was so angry that he couldn't help: "Wang Jiahui, if you go outside to find a man, of course you have to report to me, I am your husband!"

"You bastard!" Wang Jiahui could no longer suppress her anger, looking at Yu Zhihe with a natural look on her face.

She felt that she had had enough.

It seems that it is not only the current anger, but the anger that has endured for thirty years.

At this moment, all broke out.

"Yu Zhihe, I am not you, I will not raise a lover outside, and will not mess up my private life, because I have three sons, and I want to be an example for my sons!"

Wang Jiahui's angry voice echoed in the empty and ancient Chinese-style hall, dull and heavy.

Yu Zhihe threw the photo in his hand directly at Wang Jiahui: "No, then what are these? Could it be that I wronged you."

The photos were all thrown on Wang Jiahui's face, flying down.

Everyone was cold, as if freezing in the air.

Although Gu Youli was a little away from them, he had an excellent line of sight.

I can see the photos above are all photos of Wang Jiahui and a man entering and leaving the hotel together.

That man should be about the same age as Yu Zhihe.

It may not be as handsome and stable as Yu Zhi, but overall he looks polite.

When Gu Youli was thinking about who that man would be.

She obviously felt it, and Fei Bai's body stiffened slightly beside her.

Looking sideways, he clearly noticed that Yu Feibai's expression was a bit wrong.

What's up with him? Does he know that man?

Gu Youli's hand held tightly with Yu Feibai seemed to be comforting.

Gu Youli at this moment didn't know what to say, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Everyone knows how much Yu Zhihe hates her.