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She sneered, turned around and took out a big garbage bag from the drawer. She stuffed all the clothes in Aunt Zhang's hand into the trash bag and threw them out of the room.

"Madam!" Aunt Zhang and Aunt Liu's faces changed.

"Get out!" Gu Lan Qing pointed at the door and said harshly.

Aunt Zhang and Aunt Liu looked at each other. When they thought about the cries for help they had heard coming from the bathroom, their eyes fell on the kiss mark left on Gu Lan Qing's neck.

Aunt Liu said, "Madam, please don't take offense at this mister. Sir really cares about you. I knew my wife was allergic to green onions and ginger, and just now she called to tell us not to put green onions and garlic when we cook. "There is a saying that husband and wife fight at the end of the bed …"

Seeing Gu Lanqing's pale face, Aunt Zhang pulled Aunt Liu and the two of them left the room.

His phone rang in the bathroom.

She stood up and saw that the call was from Liang Wenxiu.

Thinking of the threat that Huo Yan had made when he left, Gu Lan Qing's face turned pale. She quickly picked up the phone, "Brother Liang, is someone trying to take care of the studio?"

The studio was all she had.

If Huo Yan threatened her with the studio, it would be a piece of cake.

"No. Why do you ask? " Liang Wenxiu asked with an astonished expression.

"Nothing." Gu Lanqing didn't dare tell Liang Wenxiu about the matter between her and Huo Yan.

Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything, but instead, Liang Wenxiu took the initiative to bring up Huo Yan. "Qingqing, are you not very familiar with the people at JK Entertainment? I heard from Jia Rong today that Lu De Fu personally went to the police station to pick you up. As we all know, special assistance from Lu relies on the words of Boss Huo. "

"Brother Liang, stop probing me." Zichen and I aren't married, so we aren't familiar with each other either. " Gu Lanqing's tone was ice-cold, and she could hear Liang Wenxiu's probing tone.

When she mentioned Huo Zichen, she felt pain in her heart once again.

Liang Wenxiu was not only Gu Lanqing's working partner, but also her elder brother. When he heard that Gu Lanqing didn't want to have anything to do with the Huo family, he didn't ask any further.

But he said, "That's a pity. I learned that Director Huo had been collecting Ms. Huo's last work. Ms. Huo is a talented painter, especially the painting of Han Mountain Ou Xue that was sold at sky-high prices by the mysterious rich twenty years ago. "

Gu Lanqing's heart thumped — Han Shan and Ao Xue?

Wasn't that the painting that Grandpa Huo used to threaten Huo Yan and force him to give birth to her?

"Brother Liang, do you know who bought Han Shan Ao Xue?" If it was Old Man Huo who bought it, then Brother Liang wouldn't use the words mysterious rich man to replace it.

"Yes." "He's one of my uncles." Liang Wenxiu's words made Gu Lan's eyes bulge.

Thinking about the situation when he met Grandpa Huo today, Grandpa Huo did not bring out Han Mountain Ao Xue from start to finish.

Thus, the painting was not in his hands at all.

Gu Lanqing said excitedly, "Brother Liang, can you arrange for me to meet your Uncle Shi?"

If she could get Han Shan Ao Xue, it would be a good opportunity for Huo Yan to divorce her.

Inside the villa

As soon as he stepped into the villa, he saw that all the servants had gathered around the stairs.

His handsome face was covered with frost.

He walked over.

Mo Wanying, who was kneeling on the ground, smiled the moment she saw Huo Yan walk over. She stood up and wanted to throw herself into Huo Yan's arms, "Huo Yan, I knew you wouldn't be able to stop worrying about me. When you hear me fall down the stairs, you'll come right back. "

Her pure face revealed a cunning and bashful look, so moving that one couldn't shift their gaze away.

Huo Yan avoided her touch. "Miss Mo, I'm married. Please behave yourself. "

Well, I'm married and self-conscious.

It was like a heavy slap on Mo Wanying's face.

All the servants present looked at Mo Wanying strangely.

Mo Wanying waved her hand, "All of you go. Without my order, no one is allowed to come out."

After the servant left, only Huo Yan and her were left in the large living room.

She looked at Huo Yan, both embarrassed and wronged. "Huo Yan, why are you so heartless to me?" "You and I both know in our hearts that if Gu Lanqing hadn't gone to bed with you five years ago, I would have left in a fit of rage. Your wife could only be me."

Mo Wanying's heart thumped — what did he mean?

He was hinting to her that he wanted to marry Gu Lanqing?

This speculation caused her to clench her fist tightly.

After confirming that she was not hurt, he stood up and looked at Mo Wanying with a warning look, "Immortal Path is Mo Chen's full effort, and it was also he who specified you as the female lead. If something really does happen to you, and it delays the production of the immortal path, I will definitely not let you off. "

"So, you rushed to the villa because you were afraid that my injury would delay the production of the immortal path?" Mo Wanying smiled with tears in her eyes.

"Otherwise, what do you think it is?" Huo Yan asked her instead, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"I thought you still loved me. Otherwise, how else would we have had that night? " Mo Wanying stepped forward and held her hand.

"Mo Wanying, if you act with dignity, don't ever mention that night again." With that, Huo Yan turned around and left.

"That night was when I was closest to you. How could I forget?" Mo Wanying looked at his back and burst into tears.

She said softly, "Huo Yan, I was too willful five years ago." Give it back to me five years later. "Wait for me."

The next day, noon.

Gu Lanqing left the hotel in a daze.

She had just met Liang Wenxiu's uncle, and the words of the middle-aged man rang in her ears, "Miss Gu, I am very sorry. That painting was no longer in my hands nine years ago. "

"Did Grandpa Huo buy it?" she asked.

"Sorry." The middle-aged man was vague on what to say.

She felt uneasy. Was that painting in Grandpa Huo's hands or not?

She grew up in the Huo family. The three words, Huo Falling Snow, were basically taboo to the Huo family. Grandpa Huo didn't allow anyone to mention them.

There weren't even any relics left behind by Huo Luoxue.

Grandpa Huo avoided his daughter very much.

Would he really have to buy Huo Luoxue's masterpiece?

She took out her phone and wanted to call Liang Wenxiu again. She wanted to have him probe that Uncle Shi and see if Grandpa Huo would really buy that painting.

Before she could dial, her shoulder was hit so hard that she fell to the ground.

The phone was picked up by the man who had just bumped into her.

The man was wearing a sports coat and a mask. He was running very fast. He was clearly a habitual criminal.

Gu Lanqing suddenly thought of the bandits that would often appear in troubled areas.

"Stop! Give me back my phone! " Ignoring the pain in her ankle, she stood up and ran toward the man.

Her face was pale. She definitely couldn't allow her phone to be taken away, because she still had Huo Yan's photo in her phone.

If this fruit were to be revealed, the consequences would be unimaginable. Huo Yan would never let her off!