Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Gu Youli's solemn face has already changed: "You don't need to preach to me. You use such a despicable means to force me to subdue, and my last respect for you has been wiped out!"

Yu Zhihe looked solemn and smiled coldly: "It doesn't matter how much you respect me, because I also don't like you very much. There is really nothing you can't be worthy of my son."

A sharp soreness, accompanied by the anger hit, Gu Youli's trembling voice was firmly suppressed: "You are also not worthy of the title of Feibai father!"

The sneer at the corner of Yu Zhihe's mouth froze, and terrible bloodshots appeared in his eyes: "Who do you think you are, dare to talk to me like this, calling you is not nonsense with you, but to tell you, do you want Li Feibai, or let your father die."

Gu Youli's small face turned white, her slender eyelashes trembled, and her little hand subconsciously covered her neckline: "You are too much!"

"Thirty seconds, your time to consider!!" Yu Zhihe made the final play.

Gu Youli clenched his fists, looking at Gu Liangwei who was lifeless on the hospital bed, his eyes flushed and struggled.

The pain in her heart was going to the extreme, she hesitated, and did not answer for thirty seconds.

Without getting an answer at the scheduled time, Yu Zhihe said coldly, "Miss Gu, you are hateful. Do you want to be with Feibai regardless of your father's life or death?"

His voice is full of cynicism!

Gu Youli closed his eyes and made a decision to make his heart suffocate: "No, I will leave Yu Feibai!"

"Very good." Yu Zhihe smiled, and then hung up the phone with satisfaction.

A smile suddenly appeared, "Then I will wait for your good news from Miss Gu."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Youli slumped on the ground, all the warmth in his body dissipated, leaving only a bleak and deserted one.

The heart, like a tear, was trembling and trembling.

"I'm sorry..." Gu Youli suddenly trembled and said to himself like angrily.

Gu Youli closed his eyes and looked at him with a lonely look. He was lying on the hospital bed with some old father, his lips moved slightly: "I'm sorry, it's not white, I can only choose this way."

Gu Youli returned home dumbfounded and sat on the sofa in a daze, with a dull look like a lone wolf licking his wound quietly, so lonely and depressed.

It wasn't until a man in the uniform of a high-ranking officer opened the door and walked into the room that she recovered slightly.

She raised her eyes and stared at him in a daze, but she didn't speak, so she couldn't help Yu Feibai, who had just returned home and was changing shoes, and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you staring at me in a daze?" Yu Feibai unbuttoned his military jacket and threw it on the sofa casually.

He unbuttoned the collar and shirt again, and then sat down gracefully next to Gu Youli, reaching out to embrace her thin waist.

Gu Youli was stiff, looked at her complicatedly, and remained silent.

Yu Feibai obviously felt her uncomfortable, and saw that her face was a little pale, and her eyebrows were lowered, and her eyes were stained with worry: "What's the matter, why are you so white? Dark circles are so dark, and I didn't sleep last night. Okay, what are you still sitting here in a daze? Go and rest!"

Gu Youli raised his hand and shivered her hair behind her ears.

With her slightly flushed eyes, she stared at Feibai's worried face and bit her lip. There was a trace of pain in her words: "I have something to tell you."