She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Zhou Gu moved his thin lips and showed a cruel smile.

"Respond truthfully, just say that we are preparing for Zhou Gu and Wenwen's wedding, and let them go to Haicheng Hotel to watch the wedding in three days."

"..."

At this time, the butler's voice came from outside.

"Sir, the old lady is here."

Zhou Gu threw the computer to A Kun, stood up and walked outside.

There were some words and some positions that he wanted to make clear to the old lady.

...

News spread quickly that Zhou's public relations department had contracted the Haicheng Hotel and hired a professional wedding company to decorate the wedding venue.

The outside world has speculated whether Zhou Gu and Wen Wen's wedding date has been set, and the two are about to get married.

A reporter got first-hand information from the wedding company and confirmed that the groom was Zhou Gu and the bride was Wenwen.

As soon as the news came out, the whole city was in an uproar.

I still remember that ten years ago, Zhou Gu, the leader of the Zhou family, decided to marry the second Miss Wen Wen Wen. As a result, Miss Wen Wen Wen fought for love and stole her cousin's fiancé.

In the following years, the three of them performed countless wonderful dramas.

For example, Zhou Gu married Wen Qing under pressure.

For example, Wen Wen was unwilling to seduce Zhou Gu again, and the two had a son.

For example, Zhou Gu killed warmth for the sake of tenderness.

For another example, Zhou Gu looked into his own heart and found that he had a deep love for Wen Qing and exiled Wen Wen's mother and son for five years.

The triangle drama unfolded here is truly wonderful.

Now times have changed, and unexpectedly Zhou Gu finally decided to marry Wen Wen, bringing everything back to where it started.

How can we not make people lament that things in the world are unpredictable?

Everyone is guessing whether Wenqing will try to destroy things again and take Zhou Gu back again.

Of course, anyone who knows the inside story knows that even if everything goes bad, warmth will never come back.

...

Qin Yan's private villa.

inside the room.

Mr. Hua leaned on the bedside, flipping through his phone and coughing violently.

In just two days, he seemed much more haggard.

Qin Yan pushed open the door and walked in, followed by doctors and nurses.

"Uncle Hua, it's time for the infusion."

Mr. Hua looked away from the screen, waved his hand and said: "No more fighting, just ask them to retreat."

It was obvious that he decided to give up treatment.

Qin Yan frowned.

It seems that Wen Qing is right, the old guy already has the idea of ​​​​committing suicide.

He didn't ask his daughter to forgive him, he just wanted her to let go.

Now that warmth has put aside hatred, his last wish is over. There is nothing in this world worthy of his nostalgia.

"You go out and wait."

"Yes."

After sending the doctors and nurses away, he walked to the bed and sat down, glancing at the mobile phone in Mr. Hua's hand.

I saw that he was reading about Zhou Gu and Wenrou's wedding that was spread throughout the streets and alleys of Haicheng.

"Why do you think Uncle Hua is paying attention to this scumbag?"

Mr. Hua sighed softly, "That girl told me that she had given up and had a new life and was living happily.

But I always feel that there is sadness in her eyebrows, which cannot be dispelled even by the passage of time. I think it must have been carved by the boy named Zhou.

Nowadays, there is a lot of turmoil about his marriage to Wen Wen. The love will definitely be seen. I am worried that she will suffer and abuse herself. "

Qin Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold and heartless smile.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it.

In Wenqing's heart, there is still that scumbag.

Even if she spends her entire life, she cannot eliminate the existence.

"What you should be concerned about now is your body, not this. Only by recovering from your illness can you support her."

Mr. Hua smiled helplessly, "Look at your tone, it's like I just have a small cold.

Xiao Yan, I know my body very well. Don't waste your time seeking medical treatment for me. I really want to see my wife underground. "

Qin Yan looked into his eyes and asked word by word: "Is Mrs. Ruohua not dead?"