Female Detective of the Republic of China: The cold and handsome young man will flirt with his wife

Han Cheng looked at Feng Xiaojin, feeling that he was not as clear as her.

The next day.

Gu Huaian went out in the car, not in high spirits along the way, leaning against the glass window with half-closed phoenix eyes, feeling sleepy.

The place where I agreed to meet Jiang Yu was a theater, the most famous one was singing ditty songs, and the service was comprehensive, people with some money would come here to get acquainted.

"Miss Jiang is waiting for you inside." The waiter guided Gu Huai'an with a respectful tone.

Gu Huaian nodded, and entered a box with the waiter.This box can be regarded as top-notch in the opera theater, and one side of it is covered with ultra-clear glass, allowing you to see the entire audience.

Pushing open the old lacquered wooden door, Gu Huai'an walked into the box.

The light in the box was very dim, flickering on and off in the corner, vaguely reflecting the silhouettes of two people.

It's not alone.Gu Huai'an chewed the words in his heart, walked to the side sofa and sat down, and looked at the stage outside the glass in a blink of an eye.

Those same people on the stage, with colorful faces, sang "The Romance of the West Chamber" in high-pitched voices.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the wooden board gradually came. Gu Huai'an continued to watch silently, and felt a person appearing behind him.

"So you like to watch this kind of music." It was Jiang Yu, she smiled and looked at Gu Huaian, and Cong Lan's fingers naturally rested on his shoulder.

Gu Huai'an unconsciously flung it away, turned his head and gave her an annoyed look.

Jiang Yu immediately withdrew his hand, looking at him as if he was quite innocent: "I am also your child after all, so why avoid me?"

"Men and women are different." Gu Huaian replied coldly, then turned his head and continued to stare at the stage, unable to see anything.

Another figure came out of the darkness, wearing a light apricot-colored dress, with a few strands of brown curly hair hanging around his rosy cheeks, it was Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Yu cheerfully introduced Gu Huai'an, and said a few words of praise but nothing else.

Jiang Xiaoyu's performance was also generous, and he followed Gu Huai'an with a few words neither humble nor overbearing, without any strange emotions on his face.

After probably getting acquainted, Jiang Yu sent Jiang Xiaoyusu away with random excuses. Her purpose of coming here was not to reminisce about the past, but to have something serious to talk about.

"Gu Huai'an." Jiang Yu sat on the chair, looking at Gu Huai'an who was half paralyzed on the sofa, with a half-smile on his face.

"Say something quickly." Gu Huai'an got used to her suspicious appearance, and squeezed out four words to dismiss her.

Jiang Yu listened to Gu Huai'an's cold, unrepentant words, pursed his lips: "Be careful recently, my aunt wants me to live with you."

Her words were extremely light, especially when the word aunt was mentioned, her whole face darkened.

Gu Huaian didn't have the heart to take care of her emotions, so he tilted his head and thought, "You mean Zhang Luo?"

"is her."

Zhang Luo is a ruthless character. In order to achieve his goal, he can use any means. He also has friendship with Gu's father in private, which can be described as the same breed.

"Why did she let you live with me?" Gu Huai'an didn't take Zhang Luo to heart, but asked about it in earnest.

Jiang Yu glanced at him and sneered softly: "You can't even guess his purpose?"

A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea.It was indeed difficult for Gu Huaian to predict what Zhang Luo was planning behind the scenes.

Jiang Yu glanced at him and played with the tail ring on his little finger: "She is only thinking about your rights. I came back to China so early to remind you."

"Thank you." Gu Huaian was a little dazed, watching Jiang Yu squeeze out two words for a long time, the latter was dazzled by his words, and laughed awkwardly.

It's time to make some precautionary preparations, otherwise I don't know how my power will be emptied.

The two each had their own thoughts, finished watching "The Romance of the West Chamber", and then ran around, busy with their own affairs.

Gu Huaian didn't go home immediately, he wandered around the street, bought a bag of maltose and went back.

Maltose, Feng Xiaojin likes it very much.

The black car drove slowly into the other courtyard, and Gu Huaian walked down the back road, straightening his messy coat.

"Master, the master is waiting for you inside." The butler said this to him, and then left.

Gu Huai'an paced on the translucent tiles, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

hall.

Father Gu sat at the main seat with a happy expression on his face. Next to his left hand was Zhang Luo, wearing a decent dark purple cheongsam, which complemented her exquisite figure.

Zhang Luo's next seat was Jiang Yu, dressed in a bright red dress with golden hair on the sideburns, he looked like a foreign student.

"Huai'an, you're here." Gu's father watched Gu Huai'an walking step by step, the joy on his face did not know whether it was real or not.

Gu Huai'an looked at him coldly, and it was a rare time that he didn't touch his face, and responded in an unusually perfunctory manner.

Gu's father had become accustomed to his attitude towards him, and after a few hypocritical caresses, he ignored him and talked with Zhang Luo about everything.

This is clearly Gu Huai'an's home, but Gu's father treats himself as the host, obviously acting as a substitute.

Gu Huaian's face was slightly smelly, his knuckles tapped the table impatiently, and he looked at Father Gu several times, the meaning was already obvious.

After being stared at by him repeatedly, Father Gu turned his head leisurely: "Huai'an, let Jiang girl stay here for a few days."

Although it was in a negotiating tone, the resoluteness in the words couldn't be clearer. Gu Huai'an's eyes suddenly appeared dark, and it was out of control.

"There is a difference between men and women, father should think it over again." Gu Huaian saw that Gu's father did not immediately respond, and gave him an ambiguous answer.

Gu's father had expected him to say this long ago, and flirted with him skillfully: "There is no need to think about this matter, Jiang girl is your childhood friend."

This back and forth seems to make sense, Gu Huaian narrowed his eyes, opened and closed his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more.

Jiang Yu has been paying attention to Gu Huaian's every move, and when he sees that his expression is not right, he coughs lightly twice.

To outsiders, it looks soft and painful, but in Gu Huaian's eyes, it has a warning meaning.

The dark light in his eyes was quickly suppressed, Gu Huaian raised his eyes, and smiled at his father, "Since father said that, how can I refute it?"

He looked like an obedient boy, Father Gu felt strange in his heart, but he couldn't find any signs of suspicion, so he followed him.

Jiang Yu's food, clothing and housing are all arranged by Gu's father alone. He seems to be very enthusiastic about these things, and he also seems to be very enthusiastic about her. All regulations must follow the good ones.

It's just that the money was not spent on his account at all, and Gu Huai'an had to bear it all by himself.

But these are not big problems. What makes Gu Huaian the most dissatisfied is that Jiang Yu's room happens to be next door to him.

But in the final analysis, these are not important matters. Anyway, when the two of them leave, only he will know about the affairs in this house.

After ordering everything he was worried about, Father Gu got up casually: "Huai'an, you can arrange other things as you please."

Gu Huai'an didn't respond, and looked at Father Gu and Zhang Luo walking side by side, and asked, "Aren't you going to stay for a meal before leaving?"

"No." Gu's father turned his head and said a little perfunctorily, "Your Aunt Zhang is not used to eating Chinese food when she comes back from outside."

"That's right." The smile on the corner of Gu Huaian's mouth was still sarcasm, he watched Gu's father and Zhang Luo leave without changing his expression.

third floor.

Feng Xiaojin was sitting on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, she couldn't help yawning and looking out the window, feeling a little restless.

The small and broken voices were endless, and she was a little annoyed: "What's wrong with this place next to it, is it going to be repaired?"

The maid holding the medicine bowl looked at her, not knowing what to say, and after deliberating for a moment, said softly, "This is not repairing, but moving furniture."

The more Feng Xiaojin heard it, the more strange it became. Gu Huai'an was always quiet. Except for one of the two rooms next to her which was occupied by her, the other room was always empty.

Curiosity welled up in her heart, Feng Xiaojin tried to stretch her neck to look outside the door, but could only see two empty figures.

"What's going on here?" Feng Xiaojin asked.

The maid watched her keep silent, and after a while she spoke: "This is the place where the newly moved Ms. Jiang Yu, Zhang Luo, lives."

When Feng Xiaojin heard this, her expression turned ugly, as if she had thought of something, she continued to ask: "Is she going to live next to Huai'an?"

"Yes." The maid knew that this matter could not be concealed, so she did not respond to her words, and quickly packed up the medicine bowl, intending to escape from this place early.

Feng Xiaojin didn't feel the maid's inner thoughts, she closed her eyes and thought for a while, and the sadness in her heart was churning.

There is no so-called heart-piercing, just a simple pain, like sand in the eyes.

The maid was holding the medicine bowl, feeling uneasy, afraid that Feng Xiaojin might misunderstand, so she quickly added: "Miss, this is the master's order."

"Don't talk." Feng Xiaojin covered her ears and covered herself in the quilt, the bitter feeling of the medicine juice hadn't dissipated.

The surrounding area recovered quietly.

Feng Xiaojin got up from the bed, and randomly stuffed a few cotton and linen clothes into her small broken box, all of which were added by herself, and whatever Gu Huaian sent was left intact.

She went down the stairs pinching her hands and feet. She changed into something similar to the maid's and didn't attract any attention. She left smoothly.

Running all the way.

After a serious illness, her physical fitness would not return to its original state for a while, and she was already out of breath when she reached the river.

She fell on the edge of the dam, as if she was fished out of the water.

There was the sound of a car's horn in the distance, Feng Xiaojin raised his eyes subconsciously, and didn't look at anything else, only a familiar car.

It belongs to Gu Huaian.

The car door was opened, and a person stepped out of the car. He was wearing a fur coat, and his hair, which had never been messy until now, was slightly swollen.

"Feng Xiaojin." Seeing the person on the edge of the dam, Gu Huai'an was so dizzy that he approached her step by step, and his hand holding the maltose bag kept tightening.