Chapter 81 Liang Xueqing was mocked at the family dinner
Since his well-intentioned reminder turned out to be like winking at a blind man, Guo Fanyu was too lazy to point it out and just reminded him.
"Isn't it your family dinner today? Why aren't you going home?"
Mr. Gu San should bring Xu Nansheng to the family dinner, right?
Let this idiot wait and see if he dares to ask Xu Nansheng to get back together!
Gu Hongyu raised his head, drank the wine in one gulp, and looked angry.
"I'm leaving."
As soon as I left the bar, Liang Xueqing called.
Now she no longer pretended to be gentle and sensible, and her words were filled with impatient commands.
"If you still want a gift from your uncle, come to Xingheyuan to pick me up immediately."
Gu Hongyu closed his eyes irritably, tilted his head to the side, took a deep breath, and spoke in a stiff tone.
"I'm drunk, I can't answer it."
"Then I won't go, and you and your mother shouldn't try to fight for power over marriage or children."
Helplessly, Gu Hongyu finally went to Xingheyuan to pick up Liang Xueqing.
In the garage, Gu Hongyu sent a message that he had arrived and then sat in the car waiting.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the elevator door opened and Liang Xueqing walked in wearing a pink cheongsam.
She is wearing pink all over, which makes her look healthy. There is a high slit on the side of her cheongsam, which shows off her beautiful legs every time she walks and stops.
She wore a pearl necklace around her neck, which made her look noble and elegant.
This was something that Gu Hongyu had specially spent a huge amount of money to have a master craftsman make for her when he said he would take her to meet his parents last time.
She had investigated and found out that Gu Yanjun loved beauties wearing cheongsams the most. His three wives before and after him wore cheongsams all year round.
"Master, Miss Liang is here."
After the driver reminded him, Gu Hongyu slowly turned his head. The moment he saw Liang Xueqing, his brows furrowed with a look of disgust.
"Why are you dressed older than my mom?"
Liang Xueqing ignored his complaints, opened the car door and got in.
It’s right to look old. Gu Yanjun is already over 60 years old. How can he like her if she doesn’t dress older?
There was no communication between the two on the way back to the old house.
Gu Hongyu watched the beauty's live broadcast throughout and gave a large reward in front of Liang Xueqing.
Liang Xueqing, on the other hand, was cramming to catch up on the online reports about Gu Yanjun's love history with his three previous wives, as well as all the scandals except the one involving the legitimate Mrs. Gu.
Even if you can't take down Gu Yanjun, taking down one of his two sons would be a good choice.
As long as everything goes well tonight and she can climb up the Gu family's ladder, neither Gong Mishuang nor Xu Nansheng will dare to bully her again!
When the two arrived at the Gu family's old house, Gu Baichuan was playing chess and drinking tea with Gu Yanjun.
Gong Mishuang was chatting with another woman in her early thirties who had excellent looks and temperament.
Liang Xueqing recognized her. She was the second child born to Gu Yanjun's first wife, Gu Yuanwei.
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"I advise you to be smart later. Uncle used to like Xu Nansheng the most."
Gu Hongyu put his arm around her shoulders and whispered a reminder.
Liang Xueqing sneered, "You should worry about yourself. As the most useless person in the Gu family, you must be under more pressure than me."
Gu Hongyu: “…”
"Uncle is really amazing. He has become a general in such a short time."
The two men came up to him, and Gu Hongyu flattered him earnestly.
Gu Yanjun smiled and replied, "It's not me who is good, it's your dad who always lets me win when we play chess.
You may not know this, but your father won the chess championship when he was a teenager..."
Gu Yanjun turned his head and saw Liang Xueqing and the pink peony cheongsam she was wearing, which she thought was dignified and noble.
The words stuck on his lips as he looked the man up and down.
Gong Mishuang smiled and came forward to introduce him.
"Brother, this is Hongyu's fiancée, Liang Xueqing.
Xueqing, why don’t you call me uncle? ”
Liang Xueqing folded her hands in front of her, bowed and nodded with a sweet smile, and shouted.
"Hello, uncle."
The voice was delicate, charming yet with a hint of childishness and shyness.
The bright red lips were quietly raised where no one could see.
When he looked up, he looked youthful and shy again.
Old men are most susceptible to innocence and shyness, and she has experience.
What Liang Xueqing didn't expect was that the eye contact she had planned did not happen, as Gu Yanjun had already turned around to play chess with Gu Baichuan.
He didn't even intend to respond to her words just now.
"Uncle, the tea is cold. I'll go make you a new cup. I happen to know a little about the tea ceremony."
Liang Xueqing was so eager to show herself that she didn't notice Gong Mishuang's gloomy expression behind her.
The words of reminder were swallowed back because of her earnestness.
From the moment she chose this cheongsam, it was destined that tonight would be a joke. In that case, let her be embarrassed alone, and don't drag me into it!
The servant brought tea sets, tables and chairs.
Liang Xueqing then began to perform tea ceremony for everyone in the yard.
However, she had just learned the tea ceremony. Even if she practiced intensively in the past few days and performed the art very well, she was exposed in front of the Gu family as soon as she performed.
The tea was not yet brewed when a clear female voice came from the direction of the door.
"Oh, we've hired a new servant, but his tea-making skills aren't that great, Butler Chen, how did you choose this person?"
Liang Xueqing, who was mistaken for a servant, paused and the purple clay teapot in her hand fell, hitting the table and falling to the ground.
By the time she reacted and tried to reach out to take it, it was too late and the teapot broke into pieces.
Liang Xueqing noticed that Gu Yanjun frowned the moment the teapot broke, and disgust was evident in his deep eyes.
The person who came was Gu Yanjun’s second daughter, Gu Yueling, born to his third wife. She was a sophomore at Beijing University of Communication and was 19 years old this year.
Gu Yueling came to the front yard and first greeted everyone, and then her eyes rested on Liang Xueqing.
"Tsk tsk tsk, not only are your tea-making skills bad, your taste is also not that good. Even Aunt Wang shook her head when she saw this cheongsam, and you still dare to wear it out?
I admire you so much! Your face is thicker than our wall. ”
Being humiliated again and again, Liang Xueqing was furious in her heart, but her face remained gentle and she introduced herself with an apologetic look.
But Gu Yueling didn't expect that after hearing this, she just spread her hands calmly. "I know, aren't you the white-eyed wolf that Xu Nansheng raised? You don't really think I would treat you as a servant, do you?
The servants in our house have all been screened through layers of screening. People like you are not worthy of coming to our house. ”
No matter how patient Liang Xueqing was, she couldn't bear it at the moment. What's more, neither Gu Hongyu nor Gong Mishuang had any intention of helping her.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a gray double-breasted suit came over and handed her a handkerchief.
"Don't bother with her. Ling'er and Shengsheng have been close since they were young."
Liang Xueqing looked up, her eyes slightly red, and thanked him aggrievedly. When she reached out to take the handkerchief, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, her fingertips rubbed across the man's palm vaguely.
But she did not take any further action. Instead, she walked towards Gu Hongyu, as if she had touched him accidentally.
She recognized this man, Gu Yanjun's eldest son, Gu Jialiang.
His son, born to his first wife, is 33 years old this year and works at the headquarters of the Gu Group. He can often be seen in interviews with financial magazines.
My wife is a war correspondent and is often away from Jiangcheng.
It is also her best goal tonight.
But when Liang Xueqing wanted to find another opportunity to contact him, she did not see Gu Jialiang. Instead, she saw the third master of the Gu family, Gu Beiyan, who was walking in exhausted.
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