Chapter 792

Words fall, the telephone side has not spoken for a long time.

Ann to Mo also don't want to persuade what, she said should have been very clear.

She sighed and hung up.

Put the mobile phone in your pocket, turn around, and you will see Gong MINGYE standing not far behind her.

This is in the expectation of an Yimo. She comes out to answer the phone by herself. How can Gong Ming night rest assured.

She bent her lips and showed him a heartfelt smile.

"It seems that I know about him?" Gong Ming night asked.

"Yes, I'm quite sure now that he's not dead." An Yimo breathes out a mouthful of turbid gas, and the big stone in his heart falls down completely.

"Ha ha!" Gong Ming night sneers, for this answer, he is not surprised.

"So there's no need for people to keep checking."

Smell speech, Gong Ming night understand the meaning of an Yimo, she doesn't want him to pursue Gu Wuxin's bad behavior.

He said, "well, I'll get them all back."

It seems that he wants people to get Gu Wuxin out of the country quickly!

When Gu Wuxin is not here, he will be out of sight!

"Then let's go in." An Yimo said.

"Good." Gong MINGYE came over and naturally held her waist. He said in her ear with the ambiguous voice that two people heard, "wife, you haven't yelled yet. Shout quickly."

"..." an Yimo held his face in both hands and looked at him pitifully, looking like he was begging to let go.

"It's no use trying to be cute!"

"Er..." an Yimo looks up at the sky melancholy... Huaban, it's really sweet torture.

Take care of your family.

This whole day, all the doors and windows of the house were closed, the curtains were drawn tightly, and there was no light at all.

It's OK during the day, but even the lights are not on at night, which makes the room very cold.

At this time, just as an Yimo thought, Gu had no intention to sit in the wheelchair. There was no gentle shadow on his face, but it was cold and terrible.

Next to him stood Gu's mother.

In the dark, Gu could not see her son's face clearly, but she knew that her son was very angry.

Because my son's hand is gripping his arm.

"Dida, Dida..."

Occasionally came the sound of liquid dripping into the ground.

Gu's mother knew that it was Gu Wu's bloody and dripping voice on her arm.

Despite the pain, Gu's mother still dare not breathe, for fear that her son will be angered by her slight behavior.

After a long time, Gu Wuxin called out, "Mom..."

Voice can not hear any ups and downs, but inexplicably shaking.

"Mom's here." Gu's mother hurriedly answered.

"I just want you to tell an Yimo the news of my death. You can't even do this little thing well. Do you think you are qualified as a mother?" Gu unintentionally said coldly, fingers began to force, tightly grasp on his mother's bloody arm.

It seems that he is not a person at all, but an object for him to vent.

"Ah“ Gu's mother cried out in pain, but she didn't care about the pain on her arm. She explained, "unintentionally, my mother has tried her best, and you have heard me. My mother told Ann Yimo on the phone according to your instructions, but my mother doesn't know what happened to Ann Yimo, so she can see that my mother is lying."

"It's not that you have a problem with your expression, let her see it!"