Shi Xiaonian immediately said, her gaze sweeping past Mu Qianchu, she needed to think of a way, rather than doubting this and that.
Xu Bingxin was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded, “That’s impossible, he has no reason to do that.”
As they were speaking, Gong Ou just sat there, indifferent.
The hot coffee poured down Shi Di’s face.
Shi Di stood there and screamed. Then, panic-stricken, she bowed towards Gong Ou, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“…”
Seeing that, a look of dissatisfaction flashed past Xu Bingxin’s eyes.
“What kind of coffee? Can you make coffee? Boil another cup for me. ” Gong Ou looked coldly at Shi Di, his attitude extremely arrogant.
“Got it, Mr. Gong, I will go now, I will go now.”
Mu Qianchu sat there silently, he did not say much, his expression extremely ugly.
The coffee was not poured on Shi Di’s body, but on her face.
Shi Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou and frowned.
“It’s nothing. I just thought it would be interesting.” Gong Ou spoke as if he was trying to solve a riddle, his voice low and magnetic, giving off an evil aura. His eyes swept across Mu Qianchu as he laughed in disdain, “The story of the killer master’s position is also not new.”
Gong Ou took back his hat to Mu Qianchu, but Shi Xiaonian also said that it was impossible.
“No more fighting?”
Mu Qianchu and Gong Ou, one devoted to the Xi Family and the other was a son-in-law, both could be considered trustworthy people. Other than this, she couldn’t think of anyone else that he could rely on.
Feng De nodded.
I will take your hand and walk on.
This was what his father had desperately wanted to bring to his mother in the event of an accident. It was just a word of love, nothing more.
Hearing Shi Xiaonian’s words, Xu Bingxin became even more sorrowful, and almost couldn’t stand steadily.