he is intoxicated

Nan Hua turned her head to the side, and said proudly, "Just wait."

Huo Beiyao stretched his finger in along the corner of the quilt and covered her lower abdomen, "Little Xingxing has to register after birth, and it's not easy to register without a marriage certificate. You should get the certificate and register with me earlier."

Nanhua wasn't fooled, and said, "It's fine if it falls under my name, and Yueyue is under my name."

Huo Beiyao's brows tightened slightly, "Little ancestor, is it that wronged to marry me? You have asked for marriage twice, and you just refuse to let go."

Nan Hua's eyes were as calm as water, and said lightly: "I have a house, a deposit, and the ability to make money. I can support my family and make a living. I can get out of the living room and into the kitchen. It's really useless to have a man, but it's just a waste of trouble. If it weren't for you clinging to me Bad fight, I won't even let you in."

Huo Beiyao was speechless.

There is simply nothing to do with her.

I really want to tie people directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get a certificate.

But according to her temperament, she can divorce him right away after receiving it here.

Don't eat the soft ones, and don't eat the hard ones.

He has lived for 29 years, and he has never been so embarrassing.

Soon.

Mu Yan called again and said joyfully, "Ah Hua, Huo Beiyao is too romantic. He actually posted your marriage certificate. You were married in secret before, but now people all over the country know that you two are married."

Nanhua said unhurriedly: "Look carefully, the marriage certificate is invalid, the name is Nanhua, and the photo is also from six years ago, which is different from my current appearance. It's a way for him to deal with the public relations crisis. It has nothing to do with it. romantic."

Mu Yan lowered her head to take a closer look, and immediately scolded: "Dog man, what a dog. Let our brother Zhou stay away from him in the future, so as not to be led to ruin."

Huo Beiyao heard it clearly, frowned, and said to Nanhua: "You stay away from Mu Yan in the future, and it will affect our relationship."

At the same time, Gu Beiqi returned home from the airport.

Parked the car in the underground parking lot, just arrived home, the phone rang suddenly.

He picked up his phone and glanced, it was Gu Fengjiao calling.

Pressed to answer.

Gu Fengjiao asked: "Early in the morning, the one who made headlines with a Korean starlet on the headlines of the entertainment section must not be Bei Yao, but you?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Who is that DreamGirl girl group member? When did you two meet?"

Gu Beiqi frowned slightly, "This has nothing to do with you."

Gu Fengjiao was displeased, "You are my son, who do you associate with, why has nothing to do with me?"

Gu Beiqi said lightly: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up."

"Tell me clearly, you and that girl group member..."

A busy tone came from the phone, and Gu Beiqi pinched the phone.

Gu Fengjiao was so angry that he threw his phone against the wall.

With a bang, the phone screen was smashed into pieces.

She angrily said to Huo Zhengting: "Look at your good son, all of them have been inherited from you. Bei Yao married the daughter of a contractor, and Bei Qi went too far, marrying a singer and dancer. What kind of girl group members? How can a person like this be married as a wife when he scratches his head and poses to the audience on TV, hums a few words without illness, and twists his waist and hips?"

Huo Zhengting listened harshly.

"Nanhua's true identity is the third daughter of the Shen family. Even though she was the daughter of a contractor before, she has a good appearance, is knowledgeable and talented, and is more than enough to be our daughter-in-law."

"Okay, even if Nanhua is barely worthy of Beiyao, the one Beiqi is looking for is too outrageous, I firmly disagree!" Gu Fengjiao sat back angrily.

Leaning on the sofa, his face was livid with anger.

Huo Zhengting smiled, "Ms. Gu, be realistic. Bei Qi was a killer, and his hands are covered in blood. It's good if someone is willing to follow him. You're still picky."

Gu Fengjiao stared at him speechlessly, "Are you here to sing against me, right? Our Beiqi family has to look good, have a family background, have talents, and have wealth. He is the only one who picks other people's share." , how can anyone else pick him up?"

Huo Zhengting couldn't make sense to her, so he stood up and said, "I still have things to do, I won't be back for the next few days."

After all, he picked up his coat and bag and went out.

Gu Fengjiao was so angry that he grabbed a pillow and threw it at his back, cursing: "I can't go home a few times a year, and I have to go out when it's Chinese New Year. If you have the ability, you live in that vixen Home, never come back!"

Hearing what she said, Huo Zhengting walked even faster.

Out of sight out of mind.

Gu Fengjiao slowed down for a while, before he calmed down, called the housekeeper, and ordered: "Send someone to look up the DreamGirl girl group named Lin Zhi'er, and see where it came from. Hurry up, I want all of her information!"

"Good lady." The butler led the order and went out.

In the afternoon, he brought all the information about Lin Zhier.

Gu Fengjiao opened the file bag, took out a stack of documents and photos and looked through them one by one.

The more you look, the more ugly your face looks.

At the end, she threw the documents and photos on the coffee table and stood up.

After changing her clothes, she went out to get in the car and came to Jiangnan Yinghua.

Ring the doorbell.

Gu Beiqi came to open the door, seeing her, his eyes turned cold, "Why are you here?"

"I'm coming to see my son."

Gu Beiqi turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down. His long legs were crossed, and his sitting posture was lazy. He grabbed a book from the side and glanced at it casually from the corner of his eyes.

He said he was reading a book, but actually he didn't want to talk to Gu Fengjiao.

Gu Fengjiao sat down beside him, and said earnestly: "Qi'er, Mom now thinks that Shen Jiao is actually pretty good. Although she is a little bit delicate and has a bit of a temper, she knows the bottom line. You should date her and choose a suitable one. Day, book the marriage first."

Gu Beiqi said lightly: "I don't like her, and she is just a novelty to me."

Gu Fengjiao was a little bit crazy, "But the Lin Zhier you are looking for is Korean, so she stopped studying and went to be a trainee. Her adoptive parents used to go bankrupt in foreign trade business in Canada, and she couldn't find a job after returning to China. Living on unemployment benefits. I heard that Lin Zhier was an orphan of unknown origin, and such a girl is not good enough for you."

Gu Beiqi's expression was slightly cold, he threw the book on the coffee table, and asked, "Did you find someone to investigate her?"

"Shouldn't I be investigating her? You and her had a late-night cafe date and stayed overnight together, and you drove her to the airport early in the morning. How did it happen to be in the news? She must be looking for someone to secretly take pictures, Hype. Such a scheming girl is not suitable for you."

Gu Beiqi smiled, and a sneer flashed in his eyes, "Then who do you think is suitable for me?"

Gu Fengjiao was at a loss for words for a while, and hurriedly said: "At least we have to find a lady from everyone. Our Huo family has a great career, so we can't find a girl from a girl group."

Gu Beiqi looked down at his hands.

Those hands are thin and slender, with well-defined joints, as beautiful as a work of art.

Originally, there was a thin layer of calluses on the left and right sides of the thumb and index finger at the joint between the thumb and index finger, which were worn out by holding the gun for a long time.

Later, he went to the plastic surgery hospital to deal with it.

He raised his hands to show Gu Fengjiao, "Look at these hands, these hands are covered with blood. Do you know how many people died in these hands? Since I was 14 years old, I was picked up by the killer organization. Inhuman training to become a killer, forced to kill."

Gu Fengjiao fell silent, feeling cold all over for no reason.

Even though the person in front of her was born by her, she was still faintly afraid.

Gu Beiqi lowered his eyelashes, his eyes were gloomy and decadent under the overly long eyelashes, "I am a sinful person, it's not that Lin Zhier is not good enough for me, but I am not good enough for her."

Gu Fengjiao felt a sudden pain in his heart.

He belittled himself in this way, and it brought out her motherly side.

She leaned forward, trying to hug him.

Gu Beiqi sideways avoided, and said flatly: "I'm different from Huo Beiyao, I have no scruples, and my relatives don't recognize me, so you'd better not interfere with me, even if you are my mother."

His voice is very light, and his tone is not heavy, but it just gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

Like a warning, like a threat.

Gu Fengjiao was stunned, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't been careless back then, you wouldn't have gotten lost or been trafficked. You've suffered so much in vain, and it's all mine. wrong."

Gu Beiqi snorted a very light sneer.

He could speak when he was seven months old, and he had memorized his grandson's art of war by the age of three. He was very smart since he was a child, and he was loved by his grandfather and had high hopes. He was named Beiqi, which means heaven.

He could have had a bright life, but it was all ruined.

He stood up, walked to the window with one hand in his pocket, turned his back to Gu Fengjiao, and said indifferently: "I lost it back then, it wasn't a mistake, it was actually a conspiracy."

Gu Fengjiao was taken aback.