Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

After asking the question, Guo Fu stared at Du Weiguo without blinking, her eyes burning, not missing any slight change in expression on his face.

Du Weiguo's heart was in turmoil for a moment, and he was silent for a long time. Finally, he let out a long breath and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, I did have intimate relations with them."

After thinking about it, he admitted it reluctantly.

This little girl, Guo Fu, is extremely smart and shrewd. Now, as her status rises, her sources of information are becoming more and more well-informed.

These things will be revealed sooner or later, and it is even very likely that she already knows the answer.

However, Du Weiguo's grandson is not that conflicted. He is now in trouble and is not afraid of being bitten by lice. When Guo Fu first met him, he was already a married man.

Besides, Guo Fu was well aware of the fact that there was more than one woman around him, and she had even worked remotely with Mo Lan and Zhao Yingnan.

Sure enough, after hearing this answer, Guo Fu did not show any surprise. She just kept a cold face and continued to ask in a bad tone:

"Did you get intimate with them during the few days you disappeared?"

"Absolutely not!" Du Weiguo answered decisively, and explained angrily:

"I've been alone these past few days, pretending to investigate the black market in the city. How can I have the time to steal?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Fu's expression eased slightly, but she still asked angrily:

"A loner? Who is Guan Qiuyue? Don't tell me that this name is a rough old man."

Du Weiguo's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He never thought that Guo Fu actually wrote down this detail.

Last night, he made many decisions in one breath, each of which was enough to shake Guyana, and even the current president was fired by him.

Regarding Guan Qiuyue, he only mentioned it briefly in one sentence, but Guo Fu remembered it and brought it up now.

All I can say is that women’s thought processes cannot be guessed using common sense.

However, Du Weiguo's acting skills have now been honed to perfection. Although he was nervous in his heart, his face remained expressionless.

Rubbing the prickly stubble on his chin, he replied nonchalantly:

"Oh, she is indeed a woman. When I was investigating the black market in the east of the city, she helped me a little."

"A small favor? With your all-powerful abilities, you still need a normal woman's help? What kind of small favor is it that is worth asking Ye Xian in person?"

Guo Fu was not so easy to fool. She asked a long string of questions in rapid succession.

Fortunately, Du Weiguo's face has been trained to be invulnerable to swords and guns, and his psychological quality is also strong. He pointed at his face without changing his expression.

Seriously speaking nonsense:

"Guo Fu, what are you thinking? Look at me. Even if I put on this horrible look, I don't think even my own mother would recognize me.

But even so, I am still conspicuous. In many occasions, it is not convenient for me to show up in person. If I look at someone, I will be stared at and I will not be able to do anything. "

What he said was not completely nonsense, but also had a point.

His current disguise mainly consists of letting his long hair down to cover his eyebrows and eyes, growing a beard, and then using special paint to make his face bronze.

As a result, his image changed drastically, and unless someone was particularly familiar with him, he would never be recognized.

Although his current rustic look is quite different from his original handsome appearance that was comparable to a movie star.

The face can be changed, but the body shape cannot be changed, at least not with Du Weiguo's current disguise techniques.

He is still tall and straight, nearly 185cm tall (he has grown a bit taller recently), which is considered tall even among white men nowadays.

In the city of St. George, where the Chinese account for more than 60% of the population, he stands out from the crowd. Coupled with the stern temperament he exudes all the time, he is extremely conspicuous.

The reason was very sufficient, and Guo Fu was obviously shaken, but she still did not give up:

"Well, even if what you said makes sense, there's no need for you to ask a woman for help, right? Can't you ask a man? Is she beautiful?"

This problem is very fatal and must be handled with caution.

After all, Manny and Anna are a fait accompli, and their standards are there for everyone to see. Their identity, status, appearance, and figure are all first-class and not downgrading. Guo Fu can just accept it with a pinch of her nose.

However, if Du Weiguo casually had an affair with a woman under her nose, she would not be able to hold it and her mentality would explode.

Du Weiguo's heart instantly rose to his throat, but his tone was unusually casual, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"It's OK, she's pretty and has a nice figure."

Upon hearing this, Guo Fu immediately became furious. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes were murderous, and her pretty face was frosty.

Du Weiguo's next words made her face suddenly change from gloomy to bright.

"But she's already over 30 years old and has given birth to a child. No matter how beautiful she is, she's already yesterday's beauty."

Guo Fu was stunned for a moment, then she was relieved, and her expression softened visibly.

As Du Weiguo's bedmate, Guo Fu certainly knew this guy's character. Although he was lustful and used to flirting with other women, he was not impatient and was very picky.

At present, she already knows the women around Du Weiguo, including Yang Caiyu, Mo Lan, Zhao Yingnan, herself, and those foreign ladies who are not on the payroll.

All of them are young, stunningly beautiful and talented.

She is in her thirties and has given birth to a child, which makes her a middle-aged woman. In theory, Du Weiguo should not look down on her.

What's more, Guo Fu is only 19 years old this year, at the peak of her youth. She is also naturally charming and confident enough about her appearance.

A woman of Guan Qiuyue's level would never have the idea of ​​being jealous, and the sourness in her heart disappeared in an instant.

"Really? You didn't lie to me?" It was obvious that Guo Fu was deceived.

Du Weiguo praised his quick wit in his heart and replied confidently:

"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you? Guo Fu, think carefully. Have I ever lied to you since I met you?"

His words successfully evoked Guo Fu's memories, and she also recalled the past that she couldn't bear to look back on. Her heart softened completely, and her eyes turned red.

"Boss, thank you, thank you for not despising me."

Du Weiguo was about to speak when Guo Fu leaned her head on his chest, rubbed it like a kitten, and murmured with sobs.

"Boss, I never dared to think that a jinx like me could achieve what I have today. I often wonder if I am dreaming."

"Death Star" was the nickname that Guo Fu's neighbors, who were unaware of the situation, secretly gave her when something happened in her family.

In fact, it is understandable that she was given such a nickname. After all, her whole family had died and she was the only one left.

"Hehehe~"

Du Weiguo smiled, gently stroked her long, satin-like hair, and said in a gentle and comforting voice:

"What doomsday star? Guo Fu, don't underestimate yourself. You are the real Queen of Quiana, second only to the emperor, above millions and tens of millions of people." "What queen? Boss, don't laugh at me. Saint Zhidun is in such a mess because of us~~"

"I'm not laughing at you, you guys did a really great job." Du Weiguo shook his head.

"Besides, we have only just started now. Wait until I get rid of all the enemies and threats, and then we can develop peacefully for a few years. You can see what happens then!"

Guo Fu was inspired by his words. Hope shone in her eyes and she whispered softly:

"What would that look like?"

Du Weiguo did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out a cigarette box and flicked his finger. A cigarette flew into his mouth like a sharp arrow.

After lighting the cigarette, he took a long puff of smoke, and his tone suddenly became a little distant:

“By then, Guyana’s population will be at least 10 million, richer than Citibank, with abundant resources, and everyone will be like a dragon. Everyone will have a job, a house, a car, and can eat whatever they want.

Moreover, we have hundreds of thousands of strong soldiers, planes, tanks, ships, and satellites in the sky, and we have become the overlord of South America and even the third superpower. "

After a pause, Du Weiguo continued passionately and added:

"By then, we will be self-sufficient, with money, soldiers and technology. We will be able to stand firm and not have to look at anyone's face."

Guo Fu was so shocked by the big cake Du Weiguo described that she forgot to cry and her face turned red with excitement:

"Master, Master has also told me something similar, but can such a prosperous scene really be realized in our hands?"

"Haha~ Why not?" Du Weiguo asked with a smile:

"When you and Su Li first came here, what kind of place was this? It's not an exaggeration to say it's a primitive tribe, right?

But what is St. George's like now? Clean, wealthy, prosperous, thriving, and everyone has a purpose in life. "

Patting Guo Fu on the shoulder, Du Weiguo encouraged her with a smile:

"This is all from nothing to something, Guo Fu. Without even realizing it, you have created a miracle. The future is not far away, it has already been under your feet."

"Yes! Since I can create something from nothing, why would I be afraid of going to the next level?"

Guo Fu's eyes lit up, as bright as stars, and her heart was filled with great passion.

"Damn it, I finally fooled her. However, I can't keep this bitch Guan Qiuyue anymore. She has to be sent away no matter how high or low she is."

Du Weiguo broke out in a cold sweat and made up his mind secretly.

At noon, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

Du Weiguo shaved his beard, cut his hair, and changed into new decent clothes, transforming himself into a handsome young man again.

"Om~"

The motor roared, and he drove the limited edition silver-gray Maserati given by Gianni away from the Green Building at lightning speed.

As for Guo Fu, this little girl had just fought so hard with Du Weiguo that she ended up falling asleep. She would definitely not wake up in a while.

Half an hour later, in the western suburbs of the city, close to Lord Mountain and adjacent to the Sloss River, there is a quiet manor hidden in the dense forest.

The dazzling Maserati slowed down, slowly drove into the manor, and finally stopped in front of an exquisite three-story white building.

This is Jenny’s residence in St. George’s. In order to echo the Green Building, it is called the White Building.

The Italian Godfather, Playboy Gianni, was already waiting at the door with a meaningful smile on his face.

Standing behind him was a woman with an embarrassed expression, Guan Qiuyue.

At dawn today, when Jenny, who had been idle all night, said goodbye to the team, Du Weiguo politely stood up and saw him off.

While hugging him, I whispered something in his ear, and so the current scene happened.

Before bravely venturing into the sea of ​​gold and silver, Du Weiguo first went to the nearest White Tiger Hotel to book a room, then knocked Guan Qiuyue unconscious and stuffed her in.

Du Weiguo is now considered to be an experienced man. He had long anticipated that this woman might be a hidden danger and must be controlled in advance.

As for asking Jenny for help, it was because this guy was tight-lipped and at the same time, he was unique in the city, capable yet not conspicuous.

"Wesley, I've got it done for you. What do you want to do with this lady next?"

Jenny very politely helped Du Weiguo open the car door himself, handed him a cigar, and said sarcastically in a teasing tone.

Du Weiguo entrusted him to handle this romantic matter, which made Jenny feel fully trusted.

The slight sense of alienation that had arisen from the difference in their status disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Du Weiguo lit the cigar with the help of the fire handed to him by Jenny, raised his hand and said casually:

"Send her away from St. Georgetown as quickly as possible, but don't let anyone know."

"Send away?" Jenny was slightly surprised.

"Wesley, I actually have another place to live in St. George's Town. It's absolutely secluded. No one knows about it, and no one will check it out."

"Cough cough~" Du Weiguo was choked when he heard this.

Of course he understood what Jenny meant. It was simply that he could provide a place for Du Weiguo to keep his mistress. This was common in the upper class, especially among the so-called bigwigs.

As for the fact that Guan Qiuyue's appearance was not stunning, Jenny did not doubt it.

These rich and powerful guys are having a lot of fun, and their preferences for women are no longer limited to their appearance.

There is no guarantee that the woman Du Weiguo likes has no special talents. Maybe she is good at sex, or maybe she is a "famous sex organ".

"What are you thinking about? Send them away quickly. They can't stay in the city." Du Weiguo stopped coughing and scolded unhappily.

Jenny was stunned again. He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly showed a very smart expression:

"Oh, I understand. There are so many people in the city and they all have their own opinions. After all, the truth cannot be hidden."

At this point, he patted his chest and promised solemnly:

"Okay, I have houses in various countries in Europe, including Africa. Where do you want to send it to? Just tell me, and I will definitely arrange it for you."

Damn it! Du Weiguo was speechless. This guy is really smart. Damn, do you think I don’t have a house?

Speaking of houses, the last time Du Weiguo returned to Hong Kong Island, Xiao Ma specially gave him a house purchase details drawn up by Lao Ma.

Of course, the whole article is written in code, just like ghost drawings, and only Lao Ma and Du Weiguo can decipher it.

Now, Du Weiguo owns a total of 47 safe houses all over the world, including two in Citibank.

"Can I not leave?"

Guan Qiuyue, who had been in a daze since Du Weiguo got off the car, finally reacted. (End of this chapter)