Before he finished speaking, xiao'an shuddered coldly. Pang Yi looked distressed and went to ask in a low voice, "where is the cape? Why don't you put it on? On such a cold day? "
"The cloak is left in the room," said xiao'an, turning to Nunu in the bedroom, and pitifully following Pang Yi, "I dare not go in to take it."
"I'll get it for you. I'll tell you by the way, and I'll take you down the mountain." Pang Yidao walked towards the room, but before he took two steps, he heard Gu Changlin's roar coming from the room. Pang Yi suddenly stopped.
"You are such a jerk! Who did you ask? Who promised you that? " Maybe it's too angry. Gu Changlin's voice is hoarse. Gu Changlin is always easygoing. Even if he often plays a joke with pangyi, he has never had a cold face. He has changed his face coldly. It can be seen that he is extremely angry.
Xiao'an came to Pang Yi, shrunk his neck, and whispered, "after beating you, Mr. Gu has been yelling at you. It's frightening!"
"I see," Pang Yi nodded, and as he continued to walk into the room, he said, "I'll go in and advise."
Xiao'an didn't speak. He frowned and watched Pang Yi enter the bedroom. Then he whispered: "it's just a hysteria, a person who is as quiet as a chicken, not a quarrel. What can I advise?"
As soon as Pang Yifu entered the bedroom, before he could stand still, Gu Changlin scolded him: "you boy, you must know in the morning, how can you not ventilate me in advance? Keep the old man and the little girl in the drum, are you proud? "
"Sir! Where do you say that? " Pang Yi is very busy. He is about to tell Gu Changlin what to say. But looking at the excessively silent Zhong Mingwei, he doesn't say anything. After a pause, he walks in front of Zhong Mingwei and bows his body and says, "tell me, your subordinates have sent your wife to chenjiatun. Please rest assured."
Zhong Mingwei didn't speak. He looked down at the white socks on his feet. For a while, he waved gently: "I see. Let's go down."
"Yes, my subordinates are leaving," Pang Yi said, hesitating. "Sir, an's still outside..."
"Send her back." Zhong Mingwei said softly.
"Yes, my subordinates do," Pang Yi hurriedly bowed and walked out to Gu Changlin. Pang Yi stopped again and whispered, "Mr. Gu, please go back to your room, sir He's tired today, too. It's time to rest. "
"Well, do you think I'd like to stay in the same room with his heartless little boy?" Gu Changlin stares at Zhong Mingwei, then turns around and leaves.
Pang Yi hurriedly chased out, took Gu Changlin's hand, and at the same time, he lowered his voice and begged Gu Changlin: "Sir, I don't know what's wrong with you. Don't you know? You should take pity on him. Don't scold him any more at this time. He is afraid that he will suffer to death... "
"Bitter?" Gu Changlin scoffed at his hook lips and snorted, "that's what he asked for. He deserves it!"
"Sir, no one else will do it. How can we poke the knife at ye Xinwo again?" Speaking of this, Pang Yi suddenly sighed, looked at the broken window, and bowed to Gu Changlin. "Sir, I know you are the one who loves you the most, so you will be so angry when it comes to this. Sir, you may as well hurt you a little more. He can't help it. If there is a glimmer of hope, will he still let his wife go?"
"Alas, I'm useless..." Gu Changlin sighed suddenly, shook his head and went back to the room.
Pang Yi looks at Gu Changlin's slightly bent back and can't help but feel a sour nose. During this period of time, he and Gu Changlin are suffering in their hearts, not to mention Zhong Mingwei. They are afraid of being stabbed at each other's hearts and living like years, but
What can I do?
If he were, would he be like that?
……
"Pang Yi," said xiao'an, who saw Pang Yichu at the same place and remained motionless for a long time. He was worried, so he went to call out in a low voice, "what's the matter with you?"