The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ye Yuwei thought, standing at the door of the company for a while, and then took a taxi directly back to the hotel.

And Gu Juxi, who returned to the upper floor, also kicked the door of the office directly, so why not ask for it?

Has Gu Juxi not talked so quietly in his life?

Confess?

Gu Juxi had conceded defeat six years ago.

What is going on with that woman?

He whispered a word to the woman in such a low voice that he was neuropathy.

"Wen Tao." Gu Juxi suddenly called out loudly.

The assistant was busy at the moment, and when he heard the call, the pen in his hand fell off, and he couldn't help but tremble. This is the ancestor who offended the president.

Assistant Wen got up quickly and went into the president's office. "President, are you looking for me?"

"Why did Ye Yuwei come to you?" Gu Juxi's vinegar-filled mouth asked.

Assistant: "..."

Oh my mother, have you been jealous of me, have you all gone home for IQ?

Assistant Wen coughed a little, "With regard to the fine decoration of Xiwei Resort, my wife may have come to me to send me a budget."

Gu Juixi narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Assistant Wen with a somewhat dangerous breath.

The assistant assistant bowed his head slightly, making it hard to see the look in his eyes.

Gu Juixi sneered, but did not continue to ask others, but asked Assistant Wen to leave.

After all, he has clearly seen that the assistant is lying, and it is rare that the lies are so obvious.

Ye Yuwei didn't come to find a literary assistant, nor did she come to find herself.

Gu Juixi watched Assistant Wen leave. He leaned on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling. For Ye Yuwei, he knew a lot of things over the years, but found that Ye Yuwei had changed again.

Therefore, what he knew before became all past tense.

He had to think about other ways.

Gu Juxi was thinking, the mobile phone on the table suddenly rang, Gu Juxi reached out and took the phone, and saw the above message, which was sent by Nalan Chunbo.

[Nalan Chunbo:

The latest news from the Bai family. Three days ago, someone in Wushan had seen a person very similar to my uncle. 】

Gu Juxi looked at this sentence and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Has it appeared?

After so many years, has the number of leaves finally appeared?

[Nalan Chunbo:

But my people have just told me that the three elders of the Bai family have already let people pass, and would rather kill a hundred by mistake rather than let go of one. 】

Gu Juxi's right hand's finger was always on the table.

[Fox:

What is the reaction of the Bai family to Bai Yuyan? 】

[Nalan Chunbo:

At present, there is no response, but they will not let Bai Yuyan stay in the prison for too long. Over time, Bai Yuyan will reveal Wei Wei's identity. By then, everything you do is meaningless. 】

At this point, Gu Juxi naturally knew that he was going to intervene in the Bai family now, just to let Ye Yuwei have no worries.

[Nalan Chunbo:

How about I go to Wushan first? 】

[Fox:

No, your goal is too obvious. I took Ye Yuwei and Sisi in the past. 】

Wushan is adjacent to Shennongjia, and even if he was in the past, he would not be doubted by the Bai family.

The point is, you can take away Ye Yuwei's woman, lest so many men around her stare.

Qianfeng Hotel, Presidential Suite.

After Ye Yuwei went back, he first checked the specific situation of Gu's International. After Nalan Chunbo returned, he specifically asked about Gu's International.

"What to do?" Nalan Chunbo frowned and asked, Gu Juxi is currently only concerned about the Bai family's affairs, is this person concerned about Gu's affairs again?

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