"Is this man not going to divorce me? Why does he still ask me to warm the bed every night?"
A certain man said this was due to the winter being too cold. However, when summer finally arrived, she still needed to warm the bed, thus a certain girl co...
Mu Xin was flabbergasted after hearing these words coming from Mu Gu's mouth.
"Young Master Gu. Why?" Song Jiumei cried woefully, half lying down on the deck.
Young Master Gu?
The people who caught her words were stunned! Is this Young Master Gu is the very same Gu Yanhao?
Song Wuyou wrinkled her brows. Hearing Song Jiumei crying for him, her eyes naturally turned towards Gu Yanhao. Gu Yanhao's face was chilling and gloomy, and he gazed at the humiliated Song Jiumei with a trace of annoyance.
"Why did you marry that slut Song Wuyou instead of me? I feel so bad."
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Chapter 142: Song Jiumei Shamed
Song Jiuyue calculated the right time to make an appearance and strolled out from the rest lounge. Presented with the scene of a gathering crowd, she thought it was the drug in Song Wuyou coming into effect, thus she waltzed complacently into the onlookers, but before she could cut across the people in front of her Song Jiumei's cries rang in her ears. Her steps halted immediately, an ugly expression on her face.
What does Song Jiumei mean by saying this sentence? She likes Gu Yanhao too?
Gu Yanhao was an outstanding man no matter where he went. Even Song Jiumei's shocking love confession display still failed to attract his attention in the slightest. Moreover, Song Jiumei actually uttered his name out in the open.
With the speed of light, the eyes of the assembled guests zoomed in on Gu Yanhao.
Gu Yanhao had an arm around Song Wuyou's waist, and his eyes were sharp like swords as they fell on Song Jiumei. Song Wuyou turned down her brows in an aggrieved expression, sparkling tears swimming around her bright eyes. Of course, this extreme grief was for the benefit of the people looking over, and it was only portrayed when they were looking in her direction.
In public, she was none other than Mrs. Gu. Song Jiumei calling her a slut on such occasion was highly inappropriate. Furthermore, Song Wuyou hadn't worn heavy makeup that obscured her smooth fair skin, and she was dressed in a simple lavender frock that was the very image of simple elegance, simply the different end of the spectrum as far as what the rumors had said about her. The crystal tears swimming in her eyes especially made the guests side with her even more, abhorring Song Jiumei's actions.
"Young Master Gu. Master Gu" All Song Jiumei desired at this moment was to roll between the sheets with Young Master Gu. Her hands kneaded her breasts, her legs shifted restlessly. "I love you very much, Young Master Gu. I love you."
The 'show' was a bit too much, making some turn their faces away. There was no color on Song Jiuyue's face; she was bursting out in cold sweat, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead. This damn Song Jiumei, does she know what's she doing at this moment? In a flash, her eyes fell on Song Wuyou. When she saw Song Wuyou's aggrieved look, Song Jiuyue's face twisted until it was unrecognizable. Wasn't the drug meant for Wuyou? How did it go to Song Jiumei instead?
