Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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"..."

Gu Mohan took her to the side, and bloodthirsty killing gas splattered in her deep narrow eyes. "Stand, don't move!"

"Oh."

The bodyguards rushed over, Gu Mohan was in a healthy posture and fought with them. Tang Mo'er saw him fight for the first time, and every move he performed was flowing, making the enemy unable to fight.

If Tang Moer is a little younger, it is estimated that he will scream like a little fan girl, covering her mouth and looking handsome.

When Huo Beichen over there saw his brother was besieged, he jumped up quickly. "They closed the door for me. Fuck dared to move my brother on the ground. I want to close the door and hit the dog!"

Huo Beichen picked up the beer bottle and joined the battle.

The scene was chaotic. Beer bottles were smashed everywhere. Many people were running. Lu Qier looked at Gu Mohan in shock. The first commercial prince of Emperor Capital was used to seeing how handsome and noble he was. He fights for a woman.

At this time, a red-eyed bodyguard picked up the bottle and smashed it on Lu Qier's head.

At the critical moment, a big white and clean palm stretched out to clasp her waist and pulled her into her arms.

Looking up, it was Fu Qinglun.

She snapped her red lips quickly, "Qing Lun."

Fu Qinglun didn't have any change in expression, and still looks like Swen Junya, but his ink eyes were so cold that he didn't have the slightest temperature, and he was holding the bodyguard softly, "Do you want to fight?"

This is Ye Cheng. Perhaps these bodyguards did not know Gu Mohan, but no one knew Fu Qinglun. The bodyguard trembled in fear, "Sorry Fu Shao."

The bodyguard knocked the beer bottle directly on top of his head.

Fu Qinglun watched as the blood on the bodyguard's head slowly flowed down. He took out his mobile phone and made a phone call. He called for a group of people to come over, and then he landed and went out of the bar.

Mu Shang stopped outside, and gentleman Fu Qinglun opened the front passenger seat, his voice indifferent, "Qier, I'll take you back."

Lu Qier looked at the CC bar, Gu Mohan was still inside, and the breeze moved her skirt, and she showed an elegant smile, "Qing Lun, what happened to Brother Mo Han and that Tang Moer?"

Fu Qinglun looked at Lu Qier, and said with a flat voice, "Mo Han is serious about Tang Moer."

"But Tang Mo'er couldn't enter the gate of Gu's house. I was the best daughter-in-law of Uncle Gu's heart, wasn't it? Beichen followed Brother Mohan's trouble, didn't you even stand on my side?

The city's neon lights were refracted in Fu Qinglun's inscrutable ink eyes, those eyes were too calm, no one could see his inner thoughts, he did not answer.

At this time, a string of melodious mobile phone ringtones, Fu Qinglun called, his secretary Beichuan.

"Hey, President Fu, just got the news, my wife is back from Singapore."

Lin Shizhen is back?

Fu Qinglun hung up the phone and sneered at the corner of her cool lips.

"Qing Lun, is Shi Yan coming back? Sorry, I know it's because of my relationship ..."

Lu Qier is the granddaughter of the Lin family, Lin Shizhen is the granddaughter of the Lin family, and the two are cousins.

"It has nothing to do with you," Fu Qinglun interrupted Lu Qier, "I will take you back to the hotel first."

...

Fu Family Villa.

The maid opened the door of the villa, and Fu Qinglun stepped on the leather shoes and went directly into the living room. Those ink eyes looked around and did not see the person he wanted to see. He looked at the maid coldly, "What about grandma?"

The maid did not dare to look into Fu Qinglun's eyes, because the man exuded a kind of cold air-conditioning, like a cold-blooded animal.

"Master, young ... Grandma did not return, but someone sent something."

Fu Qinglun's ink eyes fell on the coffee table, and there was something quietly lying on the coffee table --- divorce agreement.