The Strongest Young Grandmother

According to Gu Ningshuang's understanding of Han Sihen, Han Sihen will never put a small person like Zou Jiahua in his eyes, because Han Sihen is too conceited about the strength of the Han family and himself. They think that little people dare not compete with the Han family, and dare not court death.

But Han Sihen probably wouldn't have thought that a rabbit could bite in a hurry!

Gu Ningshuang suddenly looked forward to watching the good show of the Han family.

She wants to deal with them one by one. She can't let Mrs. Han turn over. After removing Mrs. Han, there are Mrs. Han and Han Sihen...

She should not let anyone in the Han family go.

Grandma, brother and sister, thinking of them, the blood in her body is boiling, bloodthirsty surging, clamoring for revenge.

Gu Ningshuang explained a lot to Zou Jiahua, taught him the skills of speaking in front of reporters, and arranged for someone to send him back.

Grandma Bai said worriedly from the side: "Miss, you are not afraid that he will not be able to withstand the pressure and bite you back."

Gu Ningshuang said indifferently: "Grandma Bai, since I have embarked on this road of revitalizing the family's revenge, I can't be afraid of the past. I believe my own judgment, this Zou Jiahua is not so stupid as that. The extent is not enough to kill himself, otherwise, I will not mention him, even if he bites back, will everyone believe it? Everyone is not a fool."

"Yes, the eldest lady is right. Tomorrow Zou Jiahua will appear at the press conference to clarify, should we do something?"

Gu Ningshuang's eyes flashed a dangerous and cold light, "You arrange for a few reliable reporters to enter the venue. If you can't arrange it, you will bribe the reporters. If you can't bribe, it means that the money is not enough. This time, Han must not be allowed to enter the venue. The people of the clan are whitewashed."

"Yes!"

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After Gu Ningshuang returned from the ancient house, the whole person was a little tired.

After she took a shower, she lay down on the bed.

She was obviously very sleepy, but for some reason she couldn't sleep.

Gu Ningshuang thought about the press conference the next day, and her mind became very clear. She couldn't help but think and think about problems. She was worried that there was something else she had not considered.

This time such a good opportunity can completely suppress Mrs. Han, she will never let her have the ability to fight back.

And listening to Zou Jiahua's meaning, Han Sihen looked for him and wanted him to blame Ye Luo Yunhuang for this.

What a good Han Sihen, if she dares to deal with her Mr. Ye Luo like this, she will never be soft-hearted.

She wants to protect her home, she will never allow anyone to hurt her family, she must be strong enough, she is still weak now, she needs to become stronger and stronger.

When thinking like this, Gu Ningshuang's hands were tightly clenched into fists.

It was a long time before she actually fell asleep.

The next day, when Gu Ningshuang opened his eyes, he saw Ye Luo Yunhuang sitting beside the bed.

The moment she saw Ye Luo Yunhuang, Gu Ningshuang was in a trance. She rubbed her eyes and murmured, "I'm confused, do I miss him too much? There are hallucinations."

Saying this, Gu Ningshuang felt a little depressed.

For some reason, Ye Luo Yunhuang only left for one day, so she was not used to it.

The villa is very big, and she always feels that something is missing.

Maybe it was because Ye Luo Yunhuang wasn't there, so she felt a little empty. She felt that she still had to get busy so that she wouldn't be thinking wildly.

Listening to Gu Ningshuang's words to herself, Ye Luo Yunhuang felt a little pain in her heart. She was so confused and cute at this time, how could he not hurt.

Ye Luo Yunhuang's eyes flashed like water, he stretched out his long fingers and gently stroked Gu Ningshuang's hair, "Silly girl, it's me, not an illusion, I'm back."

Gu Ningshuang's whole body was shocked when he heard the deep and pleasant voice like a guqin in his ears, he... is he really him?