I was tricked by the rebirth script

Chapter 123
The two brothers Tang Shi and Liang Songci did not fight each other at all. After Liang's parents divorced, Tang Shi went abroad with his wife, and Liang Songci took responsibility for the prosperity of Liang's family when he was young.

"I'm not looking for you this time, I'm here to see how little Gu Xiang is doing."

Facing Liang Songci's murderous eyes, Tang Shi felt disdainful, but still reluctantly explained.

Liang Songci glanced at him coldly, showing no affection at all, as if treating a stranger.

"You don't know each other well."

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and Wu Bo kept pulling his heart, fearing that the two brothers would suddenly start fighting.

Tang Shi, on the other hand, looked calm and calm, and she opened her mouth to kill: "Once she was born and second time she was acquainted, besides, I think she doesn't like you very much."

As soon as you finished speaking, you walked out the door without giving Liang Songci a chance to vent his anger.

Although Uncle Wu respected the second master in his heart, he had stayed in Liang's house all these years, and looked at Liang Songci from a young boy to a middle-aged man. From the bottom of his heart, he felt sorry for Liang Songci.

Tang Shi left in a hurry, and Liang Songci sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression. He didn't know whether it was because Tang Shi's arrival made him angry, or because of the words Tang Shi said that made him extremely annoyed.

Suddenly, the footsteps coming downstairs paused. Looking up, Gu Xiang was wearing a long blue skirt halfway up the road. Her fair and even calves were exposed. She pressed her body against the guardrail and stared at the door quietly.

Uncle Wu's complexion changed, and he hurriedly persuaded: "The calves are exposed, girl, hurry up upstairs, don't freeze."

Gu Xiang looked at the back figure who had already reached the end of the veranda, and frowned, becoming more and more puzzled, did he come to the world?Or, did she have an illusion?
Because of the uninvited arrival of Tang poetry, Liang Songci was already on fire in his heart, and now Gu Xiang's reluctant appearance added more firewood to the fire pit.

"So reluctant, why don't you chase it out?"

When she came back to her senses, Liang Songci was standing in front of her, with a tall and straight figure, and her handsome features were expressionless, but she was not angry and majestic.

Gu Xiang suddenly smiled, but there was no real meaning in his eyes, and asked deliberately: "Is it okay?"

As soon as the words fell, Liang Songci's face changed suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was cold: "You can try it."

Gu Xiang was now on the stairs, forming a overlooking angle with him, and the two faced each other silently, neither side would give in.Liang Songci was used to being proud since he was a child, and only others bowed to him.

In the past, Gu Xiang was a good example of obedience and obedience, so he was unable to resist, and ended up committing suicide in despair.

Now, Liang Songci is completely unsure of what she is thinking in her heart, even though he tries hard to explore her eyes, he still finds nothing.

At a certain moment, he regained his senses. Out of weighing the pros and cons, he shouldn't have lost his composure. It's all due to the damn Tang poetry.

"Go change some pants and come down to eat."

In the end, he was the first to compromise, and his voice became much softer.

While changing clothes with one hand, Gu Xiang muttered and complained, what a wealthy daughter, what a delicate little princess, but a canary that can't fly out of the cage, it's really tragic.

The days of being imprisoned were overwhelming, no domineering president, no money and power, now it seems that nothing compares to the word freedom.

Liang Songci was trapped in the siege of interests, unwilling to leave, and unable to leave.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The screen of the mobile phone that had been silent for a long time suddenly lit up, and the caller ID was Zhu Mei.

He picked up the phone and awkwardly slid the answer button with his left hand. Before he put it to his ear to say hello, he heard a shrill cry for help.

"Help me, Xiangxiang, help me, I don't want to die, help, ah... ah..."

The corners of Gu Xiang's mouth trembled slightly, his fingers suddenly went numb, and he opened his mouth to speak, but there were only mournful cries and the sound of men beating and scolding.

The man's voice was thick and his language was vulgar, cursing was accompanied by the sound of kicking.

"Bitch, who should I call for help? I beat you to death today. I want to see who dares to meddle in other people's business. I will clean it up together."

Zhumei's breathing became heavier and heavier, and it fell hoarsely into the receiver, making it suffocating.

She grabbed the phone tightly in her hand, and denied it in a panic, her voice trembling: "I didn't call, I didn't!"

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the mobile phone was smashed, the phone was disconnected, and there was a "beep beep" sound from the receiver.

Like the sudden sound of dripping water in silence, it is cool to the heart.

(End of this chapter)