Song Yuyue looked tired and tired. "Now is not a time when there is no worries in Song and Song. Think about it, how to contact her."
Mrs. Song was anxious and stumbled: "How to contact? The phone has been unable to connect for thousands of times. How do you let me contact!"
Mrs. Song patted some boring chest. "I always feel that there is something wrong with my plum. My chest is stuffy and my left eyelid has been jumping for a day."
Song Haoyue is not convinced: "It’s all on the headlines. Isn’t it an accident? Now, not only is there a fault, but Song and I also have an accident.”
Mrs. Song heard it and looked at Song Yuyue in confusion: "What happened to you? Was it removed by Gu Shao?"
For Mrs. Song, this is not a matter of dismissal, so she can give up her heart and return to Song’s help.
"No." Song Haoyue did not want to say, she glanced at Mrs. Song, "I went upstairs."
"Madam." At this time, the butler rushed from the side hall. "I just called someone and said that I found Miss Two."
Song Haoyue was shocked.
Mrs. Song is happy: "Really? Where?"
"Nancheng Times Light Factory."
"I will go see her!" Mrs. Song did not say anything, and strode out of the living room.
Song Haoyue thought about it and followed it up.
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......
At this time, the Nancheng Times Light Factory.
Gu Yu and Song Wuzhe stood at the door of the cottage.
Gu Yu looked cold and looked at the scene in front, like watching a dead pig.
Song Wu worry slightly frowned, although the past life defeated the battlefield for eight years.
But now I saw Song Yongmei lying on the ground, rotten on the body, still could not help feeling sick.
Song Yongmei wore a white cropped trousers and a sleeveless chiffon shirt.
The skin that can be seen has rotted, face, neck, arms, legs...
scary.
The day before yesterday I saw her living and living, and she died today.
Moreover, the whole body is still rotten.
She and Gu Yu went to work in the company and suddenly received a phone call from the bodyguard, saying that Song Yongmei was dead.
They came over from the company and thought that Song Yongmei was hitting the wall or biting his tongue.
Unexpectedly, she died so ugly.
Gu Yu asked the bodyguards, but they all said that in addition to Gu Yu and Song Wu worry, no one came in.
Gu Yu thought of the news pushed by the mobile phone today, saying that Song Yumei had syphilis.
Is it syphilis to die?
Does this disease not slowly die?
The first two days, her skin is still fine...
"Remove it." Gu Yu said to the bodyguard.
The bodyguards nodded.
Gu Yu looked at the head and looked at Song Wushou. See Song Worry and frown, watching Song Yongmei look.
His eyebrows were lightly picked and he whispered, "What happened?"
Because Song Yongmei died and was sad?
She really didn't want her to die, she just wanted to close for 30 years and just wanted to torture her slowly.
I don't know if Song Yongmei suddenly died. She will be sad if she is a sister.
"Nothing." Song Wuxiu regained his gaze, looked up and looked at Gu Yu. "Let's go."
"Yeah." Gu Yu habitually took her hand.
Song has no worries, bows his head and looks at his hand.
I don't know when he likes to hold her hand -
"What is Song Yongmei?" Song asked without worry.
"There will be people to clean up her."
"If no one is going to clean up?"
"Just let her be a ghost."
"But, is this factory not yours?" So, can he still have this factory?
Gu Yu looked at her head and looked at her lips and smiled: "This is the least valuable factory."
"Oh." Rich people are different.