good night warlord

Gu Qingyi is not so optimistic: "Half and half, Li Qiao is very familiar with Gong Yimian, maybe Gong Yimian told her."

"Then what should we do? Can't we find a way to confirm?"

Mo Nanzhi also felt that this question was tricky. After all, Li Qiao was a living person, and his identity was there. If someone wanted to conceal it, he would not say it easily.

"Of course we have to find a way. I plan to ask Li Qiao out to meet tonight."

……

It's night, Li Yuan.

Under the darkness of night, the tree shadows stirred with the night wind, making rustling sounds.

Under the big tree, a black car parked quietly not far from the courtyard wall of Li Garden. In the cab, Gu Qingyi looked ahead solemnly.

Li Qiao didn't answer her calls at all, she seemed to know that she would call, and also blacklisted her mobile phone number, so Gu Qingyi could only drive outside Li's house and wait.

A ray of white light pierced the night, and Gu Qingyi, who had adapted to the darkness, narrowed her quiet eyes halfway.

Li Qiao's car drove over from the curve, Gu Qingyi ignited, started, and drove the car head-on. At the very moment, the piercing sound of brakes pierced the night, and Gu Qingyi successfully forced Li Qiao's car to a stop.

Li Qiao opened the car door and got out of the car. With long legs in high heels, he stepped over aggressively and kicked Gu Qingyi's car on the front:

"Are you sick? Are you looking for death? Don't you have eyes? When you see a car coming, just bump into it."

Li Qiao was very angry and cursed loudly.

Gu Qingyi opened the car door and got out of the car. After Li Qiao saw that it was Gu Qingyi who almost caused the crash, the anger on his face turned into sarcasm:
"Oh, it's really strange, Gu Qingyi, you actually appeared downstairs in my house?
how?Want me to die? "

Li Qiao is wearing a chiffon OL dress. In the past, Li Qiao's body was always black and gray, but now Li Qiao seems to be disgusted with black and gray, and her whole body is very different from before.

She folded her hands, proudly raised her chin and stood in front of Gu Qingyi.

Gu Qingyi waited here for so long, she didn't intend to talk nonsense to Li Qiao:
"You should know why I came to you, Li Qiao, what do you know about my mother's car accident?"

The corner of Li Qiao's lips sneered coldly:
"Do you want to know if I'm going to tell you? Gu Qingyi, you are too naive."

Li Qiao dropped these words and turned to leave, but Gu Qingyi stepped forward and grabbed her wrist:

"Since I'm waiting here today, I naturally have to wait for the answer."

Gu Qingyi clasped it tightly, Li Qiao didn't expect Gu Qingyi to fight with him, and said in pain:

"Gu Qingyi, let me go."

"You say I'll let you go."

"Don't even think about it, don't forget, you are downstairs in my house, believe it or not, if I call out, Yan Lai won't be able to take you away even in wartime today."

Li Qiao was also angry, turning around and threatening.

Gu Qingyi increased her strength and approached Li Qiao:
"I just want you to clarify, what is the truth about my mother's car accident three years ago?"

Li Qiao caught a glimpse of her serious face, and laughed:

"Hahaha... Gu Qingyi, you also have today.

You want to know how your mother died, okay.

You promise me one condition and I will tell you the truth. "

Gu Qing advised her to let go, so she let go of Li Qiao:

"What conditions?"

Li Qiao rubbed his wrist, rolled his eyes, and said leisurely:
"I want you to admit in front of all the media what you did to Gu Qingya's mother and daughter, and apologize to them in front of all the media."

Gu Qingyi looked at Li Qiao for a while, and saw that Li Qiao didn't seem to have anything to say, so she raised her eyebrows slightly:

"As long as I apologize to them, will you tell me the truth?"

Li Qiao snorted coldly and squinted at her:
"Of course it's more than that, now the Internet says you are ruthless and cold-blooded, and your relatives deny you, you have to admit all these things to me.

I want you to be the target of criticism. "

It's not easy to be a star. How successful Gu Qingyi was in cleansing her up before, the backlash against the scandal will be even worse this time.

"Okay, I hope you will do what you say."

Gu Qingyi agreed to Li Qiao's conditions, turned around and got into the car, reversed the car skillfully, turned neatly, and passed Li Qiao's side.

Li Qiao watched Gu Qingyi's body disappear from sight, curled his lips proudly, took out the bag from the co-pilot, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number:
"Tomorrow's press conference, you give me a good play."

……

The battlefield is brightly lit.

Aunt Zhou took some tea and went up to the second floor, then raised her hand and knocked on the door of the study.

Wartime Yan's voice came from inside:

"Enter."

Aunt Zhou opened the door carefully, and walked in with tea. After delivering the tea, Aunt Zhou held the tray in her hand, hesitated for a while and said:
"Sir, it's past ten o'clock and almost eleven o'clock..."

During the war, Yan paused when he moved the fingertips of the mouse, moved his gaze down, and scanned the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen, 52:[-]?
He raised his head and looked at Aunt Zhou with deep eyes:

"Yi Baoer hasn't come back yet?"

Aunt Zhou said in her heart, isn't it? You are too focused on your work. If I don't come up to remind you, wouldn't you know that the young mistress didn't come back in the middle of the night?

"The young mistress asked the driver to come back by herself today. I asked the driver, and the driver said that the young mistress had something to deal with after finishing work, so he drove away.

But sir, it's so late that the young mistress hasn't come back yet, you...do you want to call and ask? "

Aunt Zhou's eyes were filled with worry, because she and Lao Fu realized something was wrong between the young mistress and her husband after returning yesterday. Although the young mistress came back with her husband, the young mistress' reaction was not at all unusual.

They couldn't see the face of the husband, but they were very familiar with the mood of the young mistress.

Usually, the smile on Young Mistress's face was as beautiful as the flowers and as bright as the sun, and the servants would laugh and shout when they saw them, but yesterday, Young Mistress didn't have a smile on her face anymore.

At first, I thought that there would be a quarrel at the head of the bed and the end of the bed, and it would be fine after a night of awkwardness, but I didn't expect that the young mistress has not come home until now, so Aunt Zhou took the liberty to ask.

During the war, Yan's eyes sank, a little more thoughtful:
"I know, you go down first."

Aunt Zhou let out a sigh. Judging by the expression on the husband's face, there shouldn't be a big problem, so she left the study.

The mobile phone was at hand, and Yan dialed a call during the war:

"Jiang Heng, where is Yibaoer?"

Soon came Jiang Heng's answer:
"The young mistress is at the cake shop."

During the war, there was a trace of doubt in Yan's eyes. Yibaoer's diet has always been very healthy. Although cakes are not junk food, but at this late hour, she has never eaten such foods that are full of sugar:
"Cake shop?"

Jiang Heng once again replied with certainty:
"Yes."

During the war, Yan turned off the computer and stood up:
"Location."