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256 Tuning Package

"Why, don't believe it?" Xia Dongxin looked at Gu Junke's gaze, walked to Song Yu in two steps, and reached out to hold Song Yu: "I said Ah Yu, there are some things that are enough to stop. Even if you don't want to go back to the Xia family with me, you must not stay with An Jingqi. The An family and the Xia family have a long history. Xiao Fangrong, who you had hidden privately at the beginning, really thought he was helping him? Do you know what retribution is? It is that after your mother hid Xiao Fangrong privately, she died in your hands, An Jingqi."

After Gu Junke heard Xia Dongxin mention An Jingqi's mother, Gu Junke turned his head and looked at An Jingqi. An Jingqi still looked calm and gentle, as if what he said was not a big deal, but the An family leader around him had completely changed his face.

The An clan leader seemed to have no idea about this, and he spoke, "What are you talking nonsense? Jingqi, how could he kill his mother with his own hands?"

"Ah, it seems that you, the leader of the An family, know nothing about this." Xia Dongxin laughed, looked at Gu Junke again, with a complicated expression, and said while playing with Song Yu's long hair: "Junjun, look at An Jingqi, you can't even let go of his mother. He did not do anything to achieve his goal. If he hadn't killed his mother, An family, how could there be bloody storms? If the An family hadn't had bloody storms, what excuse would he have to return to the An family?"

Gu Junke didn't say a word from beginning to end, but the four patriarchs of the An family could not contain their emotions. An Yuan couldn't help but walk forward, looked at An Jingqi and asked: "Jingqi, is your mother's death really related to you?"

An Jingqi looked at the diary in Gu Junke's hand and suddenly deepened his smile: "Madam, you've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Zhou Ang suddenly walked up to look at Gu Junke and said, "Miss Gu, you'll do this too much. You know if it weren't for my boss just now, you were inside..."

Zhou Ang wanted to say something, but An Jingqi reminded him to shut up. Zhou Ang endured his expression and did not say anything and retreated to the back, but no longer called Gu Junke as his wife, but said: "I'm sorry, Miss Gu was offended by me, but there were some things..." Zhou Ang paused, looked at Yu Ran, and then looked at what An Jingqi continued to say? "You must also look at it with your heart..."

Zhou Ang said this as if he was ready to die, and then retreated behind An Jingqi and stopped talking.

"Madam, I'm afraid I've collected a lot of evidence. This diary is not my mother's? So my wife has been on the top floor for so long, and there is no sound to transfer my mother's diary." An Jingqi said the more she said, her eyes became deeper and deeper. "The secrets of those swans in Ciyuan, Qiushuiju, Anjia, Yunchuan City are here? I guess all the mechanisms behind that painting have been discovered? Otherwise? You won't get the brocade box so smoothly. Then I'll be careless. Now my wife has what you want, but she is unwilling to give me what I want? This is a bit unfair."

Gu Junke looked at An Jingqi's cold eyes. It was an expression she had never noticed in An Jingqi's gentle eyes. A trace of the same feeling flashed in Gu Junke's heart? Before she could catch the reason? She just took two steps back with a little vigilance.

The stain is blocked in front.

"Yoyo? Are you angry at the young master of the An family?" Xia Dongxin seemed not shocked by the atmosphere between the two people at all? She continued to play with Song Yu's long hair? Although Song Yu looked displeased, he did not stop him. Instead, he looked at An Jingqi and Gu Junke with a deep look.

In Song Yu's memory, An Jingqi had never been so emotional. I guess he was already unhappy with Gu Junke's method of secretly changing the prince to transfer the bag.

An Jingqi moved his footsteps in a rare moment. He walked forward, about half a meter away from Gu Jun Ke Jun. He stretched out his hand and the snow slowly fell on him, making the man look more gentle, but his eyes were filled with a rare coldness. He said, "Madam, be good, give me the things."
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