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It was the autumn of October. Tong Hua City, Xiang Province, was enveloped in a golden, dark green, gorgeous autumn color. It was an aloof and refreshing autumn day. The autumn wind blew gently, and the fallen leaves danced in the wind, causing one to be unable to help from feeling comfortable and comfortable.

However, Gu Xiangling, who was sitting in the plush living room of the Mi family mansion, was exceptionally nervous at this moment. She sat upright on the red velvet sofa, her eyes half-closed, gazing at her hands.

"Gu …" Xiang... "Spirit." On the opposite sofa, Mei Qinghui's mother, Xia Yinglan, called her name softly. Without hurry or delay, she said in an educated tone, "Your parents have never taught you that it is impolite for you to lower your head when your elders are talking to you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was too nervous." Gu Xiangling raised her head passively and saw a pair of deep, sharp eyes. It was as if she could see her own internal organs.

He already knew that Xia Yinglan was a very shrewd and powerful woman. Her husband had died early, and she had raised her son by herself. She had shook the world for many years. It was Xiao. She was the renowned Queen of the Business in Xiang Province and even throughout the country.

"Xia Yinglan gracefully held a coffee cup and slowly took a sip. "Are you an author?"

"Yes." "Gu Xiangling finally regained some confidence when talking about her profession. "After I graduated from college, I was working on my novel and had quite a big fan base."

Xia Yinglan's expression suddenly changed. She slammed the coffee on the table so hard that it splashed out a dark brown liquid. A lowly playboy who sold his soul, how could he have the face to brag about himself? "

"Auntie, what do you mean?" Gu Xiangling's face instantly turned deathly pale. She had already thought that Xia Yinglan might not be satisfied with her, but she never expected that Xia Yinglan would look down on her to such an extent.

"Am I wrong?" Xia Yinglan stared at her with a smile that was not a smile. The disdain on her face was clear. Play others on a piece of paper and write whatever the reader wants to see. It's all written in little yellow characters, but it's all written in dog blood. If it's not selling souls, then what is it? "

Gu Xiangling stood up abruptly. Her actions were too big, and she nearly knocked the vase off the tea table. Enough, Auntie, you can insult me. But do not insult my profession! " She raised her head and smiled faintly. "Your daughter-in-law, it seems like I am unable to climb higher."

With that, she turned and left. Xia Yinglan's cold voice came from behind him, "See you out!"

"The moment she stepped out of the living room and into the garden, a group of people hurriedly ran over and grabbed her hand." "Xiang Ling, how did it go with my mom?"

"Qing Hui." Even though she felt a thousand sorrows in her heart, Gu Xiangling still spoke in a tender tone when she looked at the man she loved. Your mother doesn't like me, so let's just break it up. "

Mang Qinghui grew anxious as soon as she heard that. She forcefully pulled Gu Xiangling into the living room and said to Xia Yinglan, "Mom, I'm not going to marry her."

Xia Yinglan faced her son with the appearance of a loving mother. She said softly, "But I don't think you and Xiang Ling are suitable. "Mom is someone who has gone through many things, I can tell at a glance if she's alright or not."

Mang Qinghui blurted out, "But Xiang Ling is already pregnant with my child!" With that, he quickly gave Gu Xiangling a meaningful glance.

Xia Yinglan's face turned extremely ugly as if she had received a heavy blow, but in an instant a smile hung on her face. "Really?"

"Of course it's true," Mang Qing Hui walked to his mother's side and massaged her a few times as if he was trying to curry favor with her. It has already been four months, so no matter what, he is still your grandson.

Xia Yinglan laughed and hit him a few times, "What are you talking about? You little brat, is mom the kind of unreasonable person?" With a gentle smile, she slowly walked in front of Gu Xiangling, took her hand, and said with a pained expression, "Child, why didn't you say so earlier? Auntie was too serious just now, don't mind her. "

This transformation was too fast. Gu Xiangling carefully examined Xia Yinglan's expression, which was filled with sincerity and gentleness. She couldn't help but wonder: How could a grandson possess such strength?

"Little Yan, Little Yan." Xia Yinglan called for her daughter, instructing her, "Go to the kitchen and tell Sister Yang that there's more dishes and a chicken stew."

Xiao Yan was a girl around eighteen to nineteen years old, she had a simple and honest look on her face, looking like a little girl that had just left the countryside. She giggled as she looked at Gu Xiangling, then asked Mang Qinghui, "Sir, who is this young lady?"

"The future Mrs. Gooseberry." "Mei Qinghui patted her head like a big brother." How many times have I followed you? You're not allowed to call a young lady 'Miss', it's not a good name. "

The screen went down, and it was already dusk. Mei Qinghui, who was enjoying the beautiful sunset with Gu Xiangling on the balcony, suddenly received a call. There's something going on at the company, so I have to hurry back. " He said apologetically to Gu Xiangling.

"Go on, business is more important. It's time for me to go back! " As Gu Xiangling spoke, she stood up from the rattan chair. "Also, I'm not pregnant at all. I can't even sleep with you, how can you lie then?

"What are you afraid of? When a car arrives, there will be a road ahead of it. Once we get our marriage certificate, it'll be too late for Mom to regret it!" "Mei Qinghui pushed her into the chair." "Now, you have to brush up on her and go talk to her!"

"No, I have to go back and update my novel. I've been at your house for the whole day and haven't written a single word. Tomorrow, the editor is going to scold me to death! " Gu Xiangling raised her head. The setting sun had turned her white. Her white cheeks were dyed a faint red, which was still beautiful. Mang Qinghui could not stand such a beautiful scene. He lowered his head and lightly touched her red lips.

Nightfall. The lanterns were beginning to light up. Gu Xiangling got out of the taxi and walked out step by step. In the green belts on both sides of the road, the golden chrysanthemums were bright and resplendent, and a delicate fragrance assaulted her nostrils.

She liked this realm and couldn't help but slow down her pace. After walking for a while and just as he was about to turn around, he was suddenly hit hard on the shoulder.

Gu Xiangling turned around in shock, only to see a masked man in black clothes. Only two bright eyes could be seen on his black head.

"You … What are you doing? " "Gu Xiangling knew the situation was bad and she ran into a bad guy." Help! " As soon as she shouted the first sentence, she was knocked hard on the head, and then she was unconscious.

Gu Xianglin was jolted out of her coma by the bone-biting pain. When she opened her eyes, she only saw darkness and dim lights in the distance. And his entire body, from head to toe, was in pain.

His lower abdomen, in particular, was wracked with pain, and between his legs, he could feel the liquid gushing out.

Gu Xiangling suddenly realized that the attack on her had been premeditated. She was deliberately trying to get rid of her 'child'. Fortunately, he wasn't pregnant. If she was, she would definitely miscarry.