Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

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"Gu Zhuyang, what are you doing?!"

Gu Yanxue was making a phone call in front of the window sill. Suddenly he heard a huge bang. The door was severely opened and hit the wall and was bounced open.

Suddenly, the cold wind blew her face, and she was shocked and angry, looking incredibly at the rushing rush.

"What crazy are you doing? I locked the door. How did you get in?" She turned her head and glanced at the doorknob, only to notice that the door lock was a little distorted. "You don't go back to your own room, what are you doing here?" ”

Damn, the door locks were wrong at this time, and Gu Chengyang gave it in.

Fortunately, the phone has not yet had time to get through, she has hung up, if the phone is being hit, suddenly come personally rushed in, that is bad!

She thought so in her heart, the anger and anger was heavier, and she was mad at the anger: "Do you still have a little education? Just rushing in without knocking on the door, what quality?"

"What quality is just a little better than your quality!" Russell sneered. "This is my room. I am in my room, what door?"

Gu Yan Xue frowned.

What does this **** little monk mean? Is she coming to grab the room with herself? Oh, where did she come from with courage and confidence!

This bedroom is a princess room that was specially prepared for her daughter.

The wall is covered with beautiful wallpaper, exquisite wrought iron princess bed, gorgeous crystal chandelier, as well as wardrobe, desk, dressing table... even the ornaments are all fine.

When Gu Yanxue came to this home for the first time, he saw the room.

Think about the shabby days that I have lived in a small town, and look at the dream life of Gu Chengyang and a little princess. Her heart has long been sorrowful!

All of them are born by a father. Why can she live in a bustling city, live in a gorgeous and tall villa, wear exquisite and expensive clothes, go to a noble school, and have the care of the next person and driver?

And myself, no name and no way to follow my mother to my father's home, my mother did not marry his father, the account of the father on the column, but also wrote the uncle - why can't she manage her father to call her father?

Now, the woman named Yang is dead. Such a big house will be her and her brother in the future, and Gu Xiaoyang, a little monk, is waiting to be killed by her!

She also pretended a few times before waiting for Dad to apply for a death certificate to Gu Chengyang. She was wrapped around Gu’s father in the evening and moved into the bedroom. The room was packed the next day.

Gu Zhuyang’s costumes and gifts were all returned to her, and the photos, handwrittens, and letters that Yang’s mother had left, she could throw and throw, burn and burn, have been completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, Gu Yanxue laughed more and more arrogantly, pointing at the plains's nose and shouting: "What is your house, now it is mine! Your room is over there, get out!"

With a wave of hand, a kind of disgusting look like a flies, can't wait to drive away the veils.

She thought that Gu Chengyang, who had always been timid and weak, must have been scared by her reprimands with tears in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, the sorrow did not move, just cold voice: "What are the albums left by my mother?"

Gu Yan Xue proudly said: "Burning! The dead things, the more suffocating, I keep what to do? I can -"

When she didn't finish her words, Susie took a step forward and grabbed her collar. Her eyes were covered with ice, and she raised her hand and slammed it down!

Snapped!