You Are My Gravity

The muscles on Mrs. Gu's angry face were twitching, and the wrinkles seemed to increase several times.

She clenched her hand and said, "Gu's family can't come in by any casual woman. If you dare to marry, I will naturally have a way to make you regret it. Jingyuan, you say my grandson, don't fight me."

Gu Jingyuan looked at her calmly: "My wife, I want to give birth to children and grow old with me. I will naturally take care of her. If you don’t like it, please bear with me. After all, she If you don't live with you, if you can't bear it, then I can only tell you in advance that if anyone makes her unhappy, I will make it difficult for her!"

Gu Jingyuan's voice was neither high nor low, and his expression was faint, as if he was just talking about a very common thing, instead of declaring war with Mrs. Gu.

Gu Jingyuan's words just now were indeed solemnly declaring war with Mrs. Gu.

As long as she dares to attack Qin Se.

Gu Jingyuan would give a tooth for a tooth.

Old lady Gu trembled in anger: "Jing Yuan, you are sure to fight me."

"Grandma, you are very old. From a scientific point of view, there are only a few years left since you were ancient. Why don't you plan to enjoy the remaining time?" Gu Jingyuan's tone was plain, with a little regret.

A vernacular explanation: Why do you have to die to endure hardship when you have a good life?

"You... are you wishing me to die?"

Gu Jingyuan sighed: "This is you, not me. If you want to live a few more years, why should you take care of those things that you obviously can't manage?"

"you you……"

Gu Jingyuan opened his hands: "Two years earlier, you might be able to manage it, but now, is it useful for you to struggle again?"

To put it bluntly, Mrs. Gu is just unwilling to recognize the reality and give up her rights.

Up to now, she is thinking about fighting with her grandson.

Gu Jingyuan smiled: "The grandson doesn't want to be angry with you. After all, I can't help being angry when I am old. I still hope that you can give my wife a meeting gift and wait for you to see the birth of my son. If you insist on going on like this, it seems that It's really dangerous."

Old Mrs. Gu did not come up in a breath, coughing violently.

"You...you really want to...cough cough... I'm so angry..."

Gu Jingyuan looked at him coldly, his face blank.

When Mrs. Gu coughed and played, he stood up and said, "I can’t be as idle as my grandma. The company has a lot of work to do, so I’ll leave first. Oh, yes, Cheng Yaner, you like to marry yourself as much as you like. Now this year In September, the world has opened up, and women and women can get married. You have been a widow for your grandfather for some years. If you remarry, I have no objection."

Old lady Gu almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, pointing at Gu Jingyuan, coughing so loud that she couldn't speak.

Gu Zhixin came over: "Brother..."

Gu Jingyuan remembered something and said, "Yes, I almost forgot the last thing."

He glanced at Gu Zhixin: "Go and bring people."

"Since grandma is here, take your good grandson away by the way."

Soon, Ji Chenxuan was brought over and saw the old lady Gu, he immediately rushed to support her with a worried look, and yelled at Gu Jingyuan: "Cousin, you are too much, how can you anger grandma like this... Marrying Miss Cheng is all for your own good. Why don’t you understand her good intentions, you...ah..."

Ji Chenxuan said and let out a painful cry...

Gu Jingyuan did not know when there was an extra scalpel in his hand, and there was a little blood on the tip of the knife. He seriously asked, "It's too noisy. Do you need me to do a silencer operation for you?"