Chapter 1295
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Li Xing really sympathized with Old Master Li. His father did not really get a divorce for their sake.
His poor father had never enjoyed the warmth of a family in his life.
He did not know how blissful it was to have a wife and children on the same bed.
People like Grandmother Li were the typical example of someone who played a good hand but played a bad hand.
In other words, she was just a pile of mud that couldn't be helped up to the wall.
If a person like her had a little brain, she would not have been betrayed to the point where she was now.
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"Idiot."
"Idiot."
"Idiot."
Gu Yancheng scolded "idiot" three times in a row.
Ying Yimei was so scared that she did not dare to say a word. Who knew that Grandmother Li, that old woman, was so unpopular?
Even her own son was not on her side.
"Young Master Gu, why don't we spread the word that Li Xing is unfilial?"
Gu Yancheng looked at Ying Yimei like a fool. He silently scolded her in his heart. Idiot.
"His biological mother poisoned her own grandson. Tell me, if this matter is known by others, will they scold Li Xing for being unfilial? Or will they scold that old woman for not dying yet? "
All these years, in the upper-class circle, who did not know that this old woman loved to cause trouble?
Ying Yimei, this idiot, actually joined forces with the old woman to poison him?
Wasn't this handing over information that could be used against him?
At this time, if the old woman died, people would say that this scourge was finally dead.
"Then what should we do?"
Ying Yimei was really at a loss.
"What kind of value can you give me? I'm a little doubtful now. "
Ying Yimei shook her head. She felt a little scared. This Young Master Gu's gaze was really too scary.
He was like a person who had crawled out of hell.
There was a strong smell of blood in his every move.
"Young Master Gu, you don't understand what you mean."
Gu Yancheng chuckled. He took a western-style knife and pressed the blade against Ying Yimei's cheek.
Ying Yimei felt a faint tingling pain on her face.
She did not doubt that if she was not careful, the knife would pierce her face.
"Young Master Gu …"
Gu Yancheng put away the western-style knife in his hand.
He looked at Ying Yimei with a faint smile. "You don't have to do anything for the time being. Wait at home for my news."
"Okay.
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