Chapter 2409: This was sent by Mrs. Gu

Chapter 2409: This was sent by Mrs. Gu

Chapter 2409 This was sent by Mrs. GuThis chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Zhao Qiuxu saw that she was happy, so he followed her wishes. After opening the gift box, she was stunned.

In the brocade box, lying quietly is a dazzling necklace.

She happened to have seen this necklace in the report. At the London auction last week, someone bought a necklace called Rain Marks at a high price.

How could this necklace be sent by Mrs. Gu? Someone must have sent it to me.

Zhao Qiuxu stared at the necklace in the brocade box with complicated eyes, and suddenly closed the brocade box with a snap.

Zhile stretched her neck, but before she saw it, she watched the brocade box close in front of her eyes. She raised her little hand and put it on the brocade box, "Mom, Zhile wants to see it."

"Don't look at it." Zhao Qiuxu reached out and was about to throw the brocade box away, but Zhile stretched out her little hand and grabbed it tightly.

Not only that, he also grabbed the brocade box, held it in his arms, and ran all the way to Mrs. Zhao.

She raised the brocade box in her arms to Mrs. Zhao and said happily, "Grandma, I want to see it if I know it."

"What's this?"

As soon as Mrs. Zhao took the brocade box, Zhao Qiuxu's slightly cold voice sounded, "Mom, don't touch it."

Mrs. Zhao raised her head suspiciously. Apart from Gu Jinglan, there was no one else who could make Zhao Qiuxu so angry.

Mrs. Zhao came to the coffee table and looked at the gifts piled on the coffee table with a complicated expression. The servant carefully tried to figure out her thoughts, "Madam, do you want to put these gifts away first?"

No, let the driver send it back intact tomorrow.

"But"

There is no but.

At Gu Family Manor, it was already half past nine in the evening.

The time agreed with Zhile is almost here.

Gu Jinglan came to the balcony with a glass of wine, sat lazily on a chair, crossed his long legs, and sipped red wine.

The mobile phone in my hand is always quiet.

He waited patiently, and finally, when the time was approaching ten o'clock, the bell rang.

Gu Jinglan immediately answered the phone with a soft voice, fearing to frighten the little person on the other end, "Zhile, are you not asleep yet?"

He thought that Zhile had already fallen asleep and Zhile would not call him tonight.

Unexpectedly, he received her call after all.

Zhile hid in the thin quilt and called Gu Jinglan in a low voice, "Uncle, Zhile is not asleep yet."