Abandoned after first marriage due to infertility, married into a wealthy family and had two childre

Bai Xiaowei searched for a long time, but only smelled the refreshing woody fragrance on the man, mixed with the scent of hormones that made her blush and her heart beat fast, making her want to lie on his chest and take a bite... cough cough.

Realizing that something was wrong with her, Bai Xiaowei quickly sat down and no longer dared to move on the man's lap.

Looking at the little woman who suddenly became shy and deliberately kept a distance from him, Gu Wenrui curled his lips knowingly, it was obvious that she was up to no good.

"What are you thinking about?"

As soon as Bai Xiaowei pulled away, Gu Wenrui came up to her, making her flustered and pushing his chest: "You...that thing..."

Gu Wenrui said with a smile: "What?"

Bai Xiaowei was so excited by her laughter that she thought of something she hadn't finished talking about before: "Don't interrupt me. You haven't told me why Xue Yunyun is sick? Did she tell you?"

Gu Wenrui sneered: "Is it something that can be known at a glance? Does she need to say it?"

Bai Xiaowei frowned tightly, showing her disbelief.

"From the first time I met her until now, every time she heard me say "get lost", she smiled like an idiot, as if she had found 500 billion. Do you think she is sick?"

"..."

Bai Xiaowei went over the scene in her mind. Gu Wenrui told her to get out... She couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't bear the thought of it, so how could she laugh?

"You mean, Xue Yunyun asked you to listen to the doctor and take care of yourself, and she looked so happy, because you asked her to get out?"

"uh-huh."

Gu Wenrui raised his fingers and stroked her smooth hair. The hair felt silky, smooth and slightly cool. The more he touched it, the more he became addicted.

Now, Bai Xiaowei couldn’t figure it out.

It is said that Xue Yunyun had no intention towards Gu Wenrui and that visiting the patient was just a helpless act to deal with the elders, so she smiled so happily when she heard Gu Wenrui telling her to get out. What about before that?

Wen Rui said that from the first time they met until now, Xue Yunyun was very happy every time he heard him say "get lost", with the emphasis on "every time".

Is there anyone who would always try to please others by sticking his/her warm face to them?

Even if it's to deal with the elders, do you want to throw away your dignity as the eldest daughter of a noble family?

And judging from what Wenrui said, the head of the Xue family should be good to this niece. Raising her as his daughter, would he let Xue Yunyun make such a great sacrifice for the sake of a family marriage?

If she can't figure it out, then forget it. Anyway, the chance of her meeting Miss Xue Yunyun is slim. As long as Wen Rui doesn't fall in love with someone else, it doesn't matter to her whether it's Miss Xue, Miss Wei, or Miss Jiang.

Thinking of this, she felt happy again and couldn't help but lean into his arms and rub against him.

Gu Wenrui chuckled. She had agreed to be discharged from the hospital, so she was not in a hurry at the moment.

Bai Xiaowei was nuzzling him when she remembered that she had something important to say. She raised her head from his arms and tilted her head to look at him:

"By the way, has your elder sister never left the Wei family? How is her illness?"

Gu Wenrui's eyebrows did not move, the smile in his eyes slowly faded, but his tone was calm: "Yes, I'm serving Wei Siming in the hospital."

Bai Xiaowei wanted to explode when she heard this. She was shocked and angry and said, "Are all the Wei family members dead? Letting people drag their sick bodies to serve others? Have I regressed to the old society? Or are these feudal dregs who have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon and turned into spirits, and are here to disgust people?"

She felt sorry for Gu Wenxing, and could even more understand Wenrui's heartache and helplessness towards his sister.

"Can you find a way for me to meet my elder sister?"

Gu Wenrui raised his eyebrows: "See elder sister?"

Gu Wenrui noticed the change in her address, his eyes were filled with joy, and the corners of his lips curled up again: "Okay."

I didn't even ask her why she wanted to meet.

......

In a village in Beijing, there is a dark, small basement filled with garbage.

A man with a blue face and black eyes was staring at the computer screen with a lewd look on his face. On the screen, a man and a woman were performing a love action movie.

The man looked at the woman on the screen with a lewd smile on his face.

After a long time, the movie ended.

The man rubbed his hands on his clothes, picked up the mouse on the table, and moved his fingers flexibly. He first logged into his short video account and found that his income had exceeded 10,000 yuan yesterday alone. He was immediately overjoyed.

I withdrew yesterday's income into my bank card, and then did some technical processing on the video I just watched, uploaded it to my account in segments, and pinned it to the top.

Then, he logged into his small account and commented under each video: "I have high-definition resources, friends who need it can privately contact me."

Just as I finished doing all this, I heard the sound of a text message on my cell phone.

The corners of the man's mouth suddenly curled up behind his ears. He knew without even looking that the profit had arrived.

He took the phone and checked the balance first. After just one glance, he couldn't help but hum a cheerful tune.

Friend verifications are increasing at a visible rate, and new messages are constantly popping up, all asking for resources.

The man ignored the friend verification and sent a message to the friends he had already added: "As usual, pay first and then send the video. 50 per video, minimum of three."

In less than a minute, the transfer information filled the entire screen.

The man no longer had the excitement and trembling he had on the first day of doing this. He started from the first transfer message, collecting money while sending videos, and occasionally making a few dirty jokes with the people who bought the videos.

"It has to be said that Young Master Gu has good taste. These girls are more attractive than the other. Damn, I am already... aroused by them."

"With his wealth, you can definitely play more lavishly than him."

"What's the situation with this girl this time? Is she also taken?"

"Of course, our Third Young Master Gu has great ambitions and likes this."

"Hahaha, dying under the peony flowers, even as a ghost he is still romantic, Young Master Gu's death was not unjust."

"Hey, let me tell you, I'm tired of watching videos of Young Master Gu playing with other people's women. Do you have any resources of Young Master Gu playing with his own girls?"

"Hahaha, you know what I'm talking about, brother. Of course I have this, but the price is a bit higher. After all, you know, she's Young Master Gu's girl, with that pretty face and figure, hehehe..."

"..."

The man was busy holding his cell phone, the incandescent lamp above his head worked tirelessly day and night, and a few small insects were flying around the lamp, adding a bit of dimness.

Finally, all the money transferred to buy resources was collected. The man glanced casually and found that the number of friend verifications had increased a lot.

He still didn't care. Starting from the first netizen he transferred money to, he pressed and held his finger, and "Delete" appeared on the screen.

Because there are so many videos and the netizens behind him haven't received all of them yet, he can't just click to clear the chat.

This was instructed by his superior, the person who sent him the video, that after receiving the money, all chat records and transfer records must be deleted and no evidence can be left, otherwise the consequences will be at his own risk.

Just as the man was about to click delete, the basement door was kicked open with a bang.

The person who kicked the door had too much force, and the door hit the wall heavily, bounced back, and was slapped open by someone.

"Who are you?" the man asked sternly.