The queen's wife is too sultry

Outside the villa, Gu Zhe and his son were taking a walk outside.

Behind the villa, there is a vast plain. Under the night, the plain is a flat black, which is connected with the clear night sky. Between the sky and the earth, the clear night air hits in bursts. Without the cover of skyscrapers, the field of vision suddenly changes. Open up.

"She grew up with her mother since she was a child, and she is not used to your control." Gu Zheng said.

"Then whose control does she adapt to, your mother? Or you?"

Gu Zhe glanced at him with a dignified gaze: "Or, is it because you are too spoiled for her? So much so that she can't distinguish her identity from her position."

Gu Zheng didn't change his face, "She's an adult now, she knows what she's doing."

Gu Zhe sneered, "Then what's the matter with her running to the Mork Mountain Villa twice in three days?"

"Don't tell me you don't know it's Jiang's territory."

Gu Zheng frowned, didn't speak, feeling displeased for a while.

On the way back, it's not that he didn't hear the butler talk about his sister.

He knew who lived in Mork Mountain Manor.

And Gu Qian's thoughts towards Jiang Jingting are even more clearly revealed.

but.
"She didn't know about the dispute between grandpa and Jiang's family back then, so you have no reason to blame her."

"Besides, she has studied in the same school as Jiang Jingting since she was a child. It is only normal for her to have a good impression of the Jiang family."

Gu Zhe's face darkened a bit, he narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said:

"Forget it, since you have the ability, you can take care of her."

He glanced at Gu Zheng with his deep eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Tell me, what is the purpose of coming back this time."

"I asked the housekeeper just now. You didn't go to me when you came back, but to ask your mother. The matter you want to investigate must be related to her."

He paused for a moment, his black eyes were twinkling with starlight, and the color of his eyes was as thick as a ball of insoluble ink, giving people the illusion that the city was extremely deep.

"I guess it has something to do with your grandfather."

"You always predict things like a god."

Gu Zhe snorted softly, "You are my son, how can I not understand you?"

Gu Zheng said without expression: "I can ask my grandfather about this matter, so I won't bother you."

"You don't like the people on Grandpa's side, I still know that."

"Not liking doesn't mean hating him. Sometimes, I prefer to use interests to measure my relationship with him."

The two walked to the Gu family's stable without knowing it.

From Gu Zhe's generation, the Gu family has received a typical western-style aristocratic education. In terms of riding, the Gu family can more or less know how to ride. Even Catherine, who rarely goes out on weekdays, can ride a horse for a few laps.

In Gu's house, there are often some horse racing activities, and Gu Zheng used to race horses with his friends.

There were five horses in the stable, four of them were asleep, and the remaining one white horse was still panting with its eyes open. When it saw its owner, the white horse poked its head out, and its eyes looked bright and big in the dark night.

Gu Zhe stretched out his hand, and the white horse took the initiative to come over and rubbed his palm affectionately.

"Good boy..."

Gu Zheng picked up some ryegrass from the bag at the side and fed it to the white horse.

The white horse first sniffed his palm, and after a while, let him feed it with confidence.

Its fur is smooth and shiny, its limbs are strong and powerful, and it is obviously well-bred.

"You haven't come back for a long time, it almost doesn't recognize you."

Gu Zheng looked at the white horse in front of him, gulping down the ryegrass in his hand, his bright black eyes seemed to be very happy, and his nose sprayed heavily from time to time.

"It fits better here."

"This horse was given to you by George, you remember."

"Of course." Gu Zheng carelessly stroked the white horse's mane.

He glanced at Gu Zhe, "Speaking of grandpa, since you mentioned it just now, if you don't mind, can I ask you some questions?"

"You say it."

Gu Zheng asked in a low voice, "26 years ago, did my grandfather send a family killer to assassinate Lu Yingdong?"

"Lu Yingdong?" Gu Zhe frowned, "The name sounds familiar."

"What do you ask for this?"

Gu Zheng clapped his hands and wiped the dust off his hands, "What I want to investigate is related to him."

"Your mother didn't tell you?"

Gu Zheng shook his head.

"It's normal that she didn't tell you. Over the years, she has gradually withdrawn from the management of family affairs. Your uncle Arthur is George's right-hand man."

Gu Zhe patted him on the shoulder, "Walk with me again."

Gu Zheng didn't speak, and looked down at the phone, but Gu Mo didn't reply to his message.

"I'll go to Arthur's tomorrow, maybe I'll have a chance to meet another uncle of yours."

Gu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Frank?"

"Ah."

"Didn't George never let him show up, why this time..."

"Who knows." Gu Zhe said lightly, "I've never even seen this Frank, but he's very mysterious."

"At the wedding with your mother, everyone with the surname Dawson came, except Frank."

"The entire Gu family, except your mother, probably no one has seen him."

After being reminded by his father, Gu Zheng recalled some vague impressions about this Frank.

An uncle who existed only in name and which he had never met.

Even his mother, Catherine, seldom mentioned him. Compared to the well-known Arthur, Frank was an invisible man.

"What you want to ask, I just think of a general idea. George did have conflicts with Lu Yingdong, but it is not certain whether he was secretly sent to kill him."

Gu Zhe narrowed his eyes and sneered, "But based on what I know about him, it's not surprising that he can do such a thing."

"On the surface, the Dawson family is a good example of a law-abiding family in Florida, but those black spots in the past are not so easy to wash off."

He said word by word: "When a person walks through the dark shortcut, he will not turn back to take some bright but laborious road."

"If you really want to investigate, tomorrow will be a good opportunity. Arthur won the election and you haven't interviewed George for a long time. His guard is not so deep."

Gu Zheng was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, I won't bring trouble to Zhong Chen and mother."

Gu Zhe glanced at him, "I've always been at ease when you do things."

"Okay, let's go back and rest early."

After the two returned to the villa and said good night, Gu Zheng returned to his room.

The moment the door closed, he was alerted to the presence of another person in the room.

He took a baseball bat and quietly approached the curtains.

There is a human figure behind the curtain, like a shadow.

Just when he was only one step away from the curtain, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain and swung the baseball bat at the same time. Only when the baseball bat was lifted into the air, the man shouted:

"it's me!"