The queen's wife is too sultry

"Mother, I came back this time to ask you something."

Catherine put on her gloves, opened the glass cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, held it in her hand, looked at it, and asked casually:
"If you want to come back and ask something, why don't you say it on the phone?"

Gu Zheng walked up to her, stared at her for a moment, and asked:

"This matter is about the Dawson family. I think it's better to ask in person."

"This one won't work. Although it tastes good, Arthur doesn't like this brand, so let's change it."

Catherine put the red wine back to its original place, as if she didn't hear Gu Zheng's words, she walked to another cabinet, looked up and down for a few seconds, pointed to the cabinet above, and said:
"Help me get the second bottle from the left."

Where she needed to look up to see clearly, Gu Zheng stretched out his hand and took it off for her without any effort.

Catherine took the red wine, smiled, raised her hand to caress Gu Zheng's cheek, looked at his blue eyes that were exactly the same as her own, and said:

"William, although I have left the design industry for a long time, I always feel that you are the most perfect work in my life."

After that, she stood on tiptoe and pressed a kiss on his cheek, intimate and attached.

Catherine has always been moody, and Gu Zheng has long been used to her sudden intimacy.

She took off the headband from her wrist and handed it to him, turned around, and pointed to her hair with interest:
"Help me tie it up."

"Okay." Gu Zheng took the hair tie, combed it with five fingers, and combed her hair.

In the mirror of the wine cellar cabinet, the figures of the two were reflected. At this moment, the two looked like a pair of warm mother and son.

Gu Zheng pushed back her long golden hair for her, and said lightly, "I thought you liked Gu Ai more."

Catherine turned her back to him and raised her eyebrows: "Lily is your sister, are you jealous of her?"

"Maybe, after all, when you filed for divorce with your father for the first time, you chose her instead of me."

The past was brought up lightly by him, reminding Catherine again of her broken marriage.

In the mirror of the cabinet, her expression suddenly turned cold, and she looked at Gu Zheng without any emotion in her eyes, which was completely opposite to the appearance of a loving mother just now.

Gu Zheng stared at her in the mirror without changing his face.

The atmosphere in the wine cellar fell silent instantly, like an undercurrent surging in the deep sea, turbulent and dangerous.

After a while, Catherine narrowed her eyes, and her expression became more indifferent. She pushed Gu Zheng away, picked up the red wine on the side and continued to look at it, and asked without emotion:
"About the Dawson family, what do you want to ask?"

Gu Zheng glanced at the scrunchie on his hand, put his hand back into his pocket, stared at her for a while, and asked:
"Arthur's most threatening opponent, Rupert Murdoch, is missing. Did you know about that?"

Catherine frowned, "I heard him mention it, what's the matter?"

"Has George really dismissed the family's killers, mother?"

Catherine's face changed suddenly, and she frowned, "What do you mean?"

"You doubt your grandfather?"

Gu Zheng was noncommittal, his deep eyes were quiet and harmless, he put on his gloves, casually took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, looked at it, and said casually:

"The jurisdiction where Murdoch was located last year happened to be the place where the Dawson family delivered the goods. As far as I know, last year Murdoch detained a batch of Dawson's goods on the grounds of illegality and charged him a huge sum of money. fine."

Catherine frowned and said nothing.

"Murdoch and Arthur became rivals in the election this year. The votes of the two were evenly matched. At this time, Murdoch disappeared. Mother, who do you think is the most suspicious?"

"What does Murdoch's disappearance have to do with you? Taking a step back, even if your grandfather did this, he was also thinking about Arthur and the entire Dawson family."
"Do you want to accuse him? From what position?"

Gu Zheng had already expected his mother's protection of the family, smiled lightly, and handed her the red wine in his hand:
"How about this bottle? Lehua red wine has a relatively stronger taste. It is difficult to buy a bottle like this one in the market now. Arthur should like it."

Catherine was unmoved, watching his eyes full of inquiry, "William, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Gu Zheng put the red wine back in place, and said unhurriedly, "Mother, I didn't come back this time to trouble Grandpa."

"I just want to know, 26 years ago, whether Grandpa George really sent killers to China to murder Lu Yingdong."

"26 years ago?" Catherine twitched her lips, "What does that have to do with you?"

"It's not that I don't want to tell you what you asked. I stopped asking about family matters a long time ago. If you really want to know, you can go directly to Florida to find your grandfather."

After Catherine left these words, she took the red wine that Gu Zheng was looking for, and Shi Shiran stepped on the steps to leave the wine cellar.

She came to the first floor, handed the red wine to the housekeeper, and said, "Wrap it well, it's for Arthur."

"Yes, ma'am."

Gu Zheng took the untouched pasta downstairs and handed it to the servant.

Catherine turned her head and saw him standing still at the stairs, and asked, "What? Are you really going to ask your grandfather?"

Gu Zheng's eyes were staggered from hers, and his quiet eyes looked in the direction of the door, and said lightly: "Father is back."

Catherine glanced back, and sure enough, the door had been opened by the servants. After a few seconds, the sound of the car engine stopping was heard, and a tall figure entered the house. The servants on both sides shouted respectfully:
"gentlemen."

The man let out a "hmm", took off his coat and handed it to the housekeeper.

He looked about fifty or so, and exuded a deep and oppressive aura all over his body. After his return, the atmosphere in the whole villa became a lot darker.

Seeing Gu Zheng, he was a little surprised: "Why are you back?"

Gu Zheng nodded slightly, "Father."

The two stood facing each other, with just one glance, outsiders could tell that they were a father and son.

Because their faces are so similar.

The same oriental face, but very three-dimensional and mysterious, handsome and elegant.

It's just that compared to Gu Zheng's youthfulness and gentleness, Gu Zhe is more unfathomable, his black eyes are like the pitch-black night sky, dotted with stars in the infinity.

This is a man who is very attractive and has enough experience, like a bottle of red wine that has gone through the years, not only does not reduce his charm by half, but adds more connotation.

Facing her husband, Catherine's body stiffened for a moment. When Gu Zhe passed by her, he smelled the clear smell of wine on her body and asked, "Stayed in the wine cellar for another day?"

"Ah."

Gu Zhe nodded, without showing a look of reproach, "It's better to drink less, so as not to worry my son."

Catherine opened her mouth and asked, "He's worried about me, what about you?"