The queen's wife is too sultry

Gu Zhe passed by Catherine, Catherine was expressionless, and suddenly asked:
"William is worried about me, what about you?"

"Going home the day before yesterday, you and Lily had a big fight, and then left after only saying three words to me."

Gu Zhe stopped in his tracks and looked back at his wife. Catherine's back was facing him. What he could see was her golden hair that was as bright as satin.

Catherine's back has always been straight, which reminded Gu Zhe that on their wedding day, even if her father forced her to marry a man she didn't love, her posture was still arrogant and stubborn.

"Catherine, I don't want to discuss those meaningless topics."

"Drink less alcohol, even if you are unhappy in Gu's house, take care of your health."

"Arthur succeeded in the election. I will take William and Lily to celebrate tomorrow. You haven't seen your father for a long time. Come with me."

Even though the servants at home were standing aside, even though Gu Zheng was watching him, when Gu Zhe said these words, his face was still calm.

It was as if she didn't take Catherine's words to heart at all.

After he went upstairs, the hall returned to lifeless silence.

Catherine stood there with her head down, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

The butler held the red wine and asked her, "Ma'am, should the ribbon on the wine box be red or green?"

Catherine looked up, her blue eyes glanced at him without emotion, and she stretched out her hand: "Give it to me."

The housekeeper didn't know why, but he still handed the wine to her, and his face changed suddenly in the next second: "Ma'am—!"

"Bang—" There was a loud noise.

The wine bottle smashed on the luxurious stone wall of clear gold, and fell in response. The bright red red wine covered the entire wall in an extremely coquettish and insolent form, the broken wine bottle splashed, and the remaining red wine snaked down the wall , the air is filled with a faint aroma of wine.

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound, and gasped after seeing the mess on the wall.

The butler was silent, not daring to say anything, but felt sorry for the million-dollar red wine.

Gu Zheng stood right behind Catherine and witnessed all this.

The moment Catherine smashed out the wine bottle, the cloak she was wearing also fell to the ground.

Gu Zheng walked to her side, picked up the cloak and put it on her again.

Her light blue eyes were filled with gloom, and her originally beautiful and elegant face was lifeless and gloomy at the moment, because of her sudden change of mood, the surrounding aura seemed to be caught in a storm, making people suffocated and breathless.

"Mother, go to bed early, and go to grandpa's place tomorrow."

Gu Zheng held her shoulders and whispered in her ear.

Catherine was unmoved, and said blankly:

"William, don't you think I've been ridiculous in the past twenty years?"

Gu Zheng put his arms around his mother's shoulders and whispered, "I'll take you upstairs."

Her body is so delicate and thin, Gu Zheng can't feel her warmth, only the protruding shoulder blades on her back.

His eyes were full of distress, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

He could clearly see his father's indifference and ruthlessness, and he also understood why his mother was addicted to alcohol and moody.

But once the button of fate is buttoned wrongly, it will be a wrong step. It is not easy to break free from this dark day.

The Gu family and the Dawson family are involved in interests, and it is not so easy to unravel.

"I'll call Lily later. Grandpa has always liked her. He will be happy to see her tomorrow."

Catherine let him carry her forward, her blue eyes were numb and dim, and she couldn't see any life.

Gu Zheng pushed open the door, helped her to sit on the bed, and stroked her hair:

"Mother, don't think too much, okay, I'll be with you."

Catherine twitched the corners of her mouth, looked up at him suddenly, and raised her hand to grab the corner of his shirt:

"Will you protect Lily?"

Gu Zheng was startled, "Of course."

Catherine smiled coldly, "Don't let her become like me in the future, you know."

"William, I'm not your grandfather, and I won't interfere with your marriage. If you can get married, you must marry a woman you love and love you..."

Gu Zheng's heart trembled, he pursed his lips, did not speak, and covered her with the quilt.

Catherine looked at him with complex emotions in her eyes, like unbearable and regretful.

"Good night, mother."

He turned off the bedside lamp, and the room was plunged into darkness. He walked lightly and left the room.

Sensing the meaning behind him, Gu Zhe turned around and saw his father.

Gu Zhe has changed into casual clothes, his breath is no longer so deep and introverted, he tilted his head, "Have a drink?"

"it is good."

He walked into Catherine's wine cellar very naturally, and took out a bottle of red wine.

Seeing Gu Zheng staring at him, he held up the red wine and smiled nonchalantly:
"This is the joint property of the husband and wife."

The two went downstairs together. In the hall, the butler was instructing the servants to clean up the mess on the scene.

Seeing the bright red wall, Gu Zhe frowned imperceptibly:

"She lost her temper again?"

Gu Zheng said "Huh?", took the red wine in his hand, and opened it with the corkscrew.

The wine-red liquid poured out from the mouth of the bottle and slowly filled into the transparent goblet.

The father and son clinked glasses, and Gu Zheng took a sip. The taste of his mouth slid over his tongue like silk, soft and delicate.

Gu Zhe looked at the goblet in his hand, and admired in his eyes: "This wine is not bad. In terms of red wine, no one can compare to your mother."

"Is there only wine?"

"what?"

Gu Zheng repeated casually, "Even if you put all the famous ladies in the United States together, you can't find a few who can compare to your mother."

He looked directly into Gu Zhe's black eyes, and said calmly, "But it seems that you don't like your mother as much as this glass of red wine in your hand."

Gu Zhe raised his eyebrows, put down his wine glass, "Did it affect you tonight?"

"I thought you didn't care about me and her."

"Maybe you don't want me to care."

"Don't say it as if you know me very well." Gu Zhe glanced at him sideways, and there was no emotion in his deep black eyes.

Gu Zheng didn't speak, and turned his gaze to the servant who was cleaning the wall.

The mottled wine red on the wall was reminding him of how angry and desperate Catherine was when she waved out the wine bottle just now.

If possible, he didn't want to clean up those traces, because it could always remind him how bad his parents' marriage was.

At this moment, the expressions of both father and son are not very good-looking, maybe because they don't want this kind of atmosphere to last forever, Gu Zhe changed the subject:
"Why did you come back suddenly this time?"

"There's something to take care of."

"Just right." Gu Zhe paused, his eyes fell on his face, "Gu Mi has lost her temper recently, you go and persuade her."