Night Feng dance surprised way: "the whole hotel is your home?"
Gu Xiying nodded, "yes, my chain hotel. Master, you live in my hotel
Ah!
If he is still alive, he will give the master a year's salary and live in the VVIP room for free!
It's a pity that he's dead. Yin and yang are separated.
What is alive has nothing to do with him after death.
Night phoenix dance into the hotel.
Looking at the familiar hotel, Gu Xiying couldn't help crying, "I knew I had passed away so early. I was not so naughty before. I must study hard. Maybe I have inherited the hotel now."
It's a pity that there's not another one in the world.
As soon as he cried, his cold was even heavier.
Where night Phoenix dances, she brings her own air conditioner.
They were three meters away from her.
The little black mouse lay on her shoulder and couldn't cry any more.
Suddenly, Gu Xiying called out, "Dad!"
Night phoenix dance look.
At the front desk stood a middle-aged man in a suit and shoes. The man and Gu Xiying were somewhat similar, but they looked much older, with white hair on both temples.
Gu Xiying jumped up again with excitement, "Dad! Here I am
Gu huaiming at the front desk seems to feel something and look back.
I saw a 15-year-old girl standing there, with an ugly little black rat on her shoulder.
Gu huaiming took a look and quickly took back his sight. He felt strange in his heart.
How can someone keep a mouse as a pet and bring it to public places.
He asked the front desk in a low voice, "who is that little girl?"
The front desk replied respectfully, "Mr. Gu, that's the guest who lives in VVIP."
Gu huaiming is thoughtful. Since he is a guest, it's hard to say anything.
"Daddy Gu Xiying is still calling.
Night Feng dance reluctantly reminded: "Yin and Yang separated, your father can't hear."
With that, she turned and went to the elevator.
Gu Xiying suddenly remembered that she could tell her, and quickly called her to stop.
"Master night! Can you tell my dad something for me? Please
Gu Xiying is so anxious that she is about to cry.
Yefeng dance is a bit difficult.
After all, many people in this world are atheists. If she rashly comes forward like this, she will be regarded as insane.
Gu Xiying said with a cry: "this sentence is really important to me, master night, please."
"All right." Night Feng dance had to come forward, politely opening, "Mr. Gu, excuse me."
Gu huaiming turns around in doubt and smiles politely, "what's the matter?"
"Your son has something to tell you."
That's the first thing to say.
Not only Gu huaiming's face changed, but also the front desk was shocked. She was so scared that she frowned at her and asked her not to continue.
Everyone knows that President Gu's son died just after he turned 18.
Now you jump out and say that if you have someone else's son, you have to tell him. Isn't this to expose people's scars and sprinkle salt on the wounds.
Gu huaiming frowned, "my son has been dead for two years, he told you in his dream?"
"No, he is..." night Feng dance has not finished, Gu huaiming's mobile phone suddenly rings.
As he answered the phone, he gave her a cold look. "If he really has something to say to me, you ask him to give me a dream. But I don't think this smelly boy has the face to enter my dream. "
Gu huaiming thought she was a liar and walked away with no expression.
The front desk was a little aggrieved for Gu huaiming and said, "this guest, the young master of Gu's group has been dead for two years. How can you say this in front of Mr. Gu?"
The night Phoenix dances.
See, she said, no one will believe it.
Little black mouse seems to have lost all her strength, drooping her head, sitting on her shoulder, looking at her father's back, smiling sadly, "I've been ignorant since I was young, my father should have been very disappointed with me, even if I died, my father is not very sad, may also feel that I was his own death, no one lost his face."
"Master night, forget it, don't say it."
Gu Xiying sadly followed her back to the room, came out of the little black mouse body, alone in the corner, did not speak.
Night Feng dance know he is in a bad mood, did not disturb him.
Come to another room, cross legged sit down, began to practice.
meanwhile.
In another VVIP suite.
Feng Lao drank herbal tea and finally waited for the news of the bodyguard's investigation receipt.
"The investigation has come out, old man." The bodyguard will fax it to him.
Feng Lao Cha stopped drinking. He happily took the fax over and looked at it. He was immediately dumbfounded, "Li Fengwu, female, 16 years old, from Lijia village, Pingyun County... She dropped out of school in her early years and worked to support the family's expenses. Later, she was sold to a single old man in the city by her mother who tried to commit suicide by drinking drugs. Her mother is still in the detention center, and she escaped by herself..."
Feng Lao was shocked!
Is there such a cruel mother in the world?
Sell his daughter tens of thousands of dollars to an old man, or not a human being?
Feng Lao's heart felt a kind of heartache for the night Feng dance.
In addition to heartache, it is hard to understand.
Because these experiences don't seem like a master.
Did he recognize the wrong person?
When Feng laozheng doubts life, Gu huaiming comes.
As soon as he came in, he said, "what a psycho."
Feng Lao heard his voice, put down the fax and said with a smile, "huaiming, what are you muttering about?"
"Just now, I met a strange person at the front desk, saying that my son asked her to tell me a word." Gu huaiming gave a wry smile, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes deepened. "It's two years since the death of Xi Ying. Even if this swindler wants to cheat money, he has to investigate my details first and then cheat me. He's not a psycho."
Feng comforted him, "maybe he's a liar. This kind of person is the most hateful!"
Gu huaiming sat down, sighed and said, "Mr. Feng, I've been to the respected masters in Xingcheng. I'm powerless about Feng Yun
He knew the purpose of fenglao's trip and helped Fengjia to seek help from the masters early.
But the masters all said that the fate of Feng's grandson was controlled by heaven. They couldn't manage it, and they didn't dare.
When Feng laowen heard the words, the light in his eyes became dim.
Gu huaiming, after all, is the elder of Feng Yun. He grew up watching him. Now, like him, Feng's family has to bear the pain of losing important relatives. He is also very sad.
"Feng Lao, there are so many capable people in the world. They will find a way to save Feng Yun." He said.
Old Feng couldn't laugh. He picked up the fax tightly and looked over the past experience of Yefeng dance carefully. He still didn't find anything special. It was just the experience of a country child. He was disappointed and cold.
Does... He really want the white hair to give the black hair?
Just as the two men were frowning.
The bodyguard brought a new fax.
"Old man, this is Li Fengwu's supplementary information. It just came." The bodyguard will fax to Feng Lao.