Chapter 585: One Look, One Understands It

After leaving outsiders behind, Gu Yanhao told the whole story about Huang Ling and Concubine Song.

Song Wuyou and Huang Ling looked at each other quietly and listened quietly.

Song Wuyou's heart suddenly turned dark, she... still came back.

Although her appearance has changed, she is still her.

What Gu Yanhao liked at the beginning was not her appearance.

No one knows better than Song Wuyou what kind of makeup the original owner wore before.

In such an "ugly" situation, Gu Yanhao would marry her. It seems that he really likes her.

Now, she is back, this figure, this appearance, quite beautiful.

Song Wuyou thought sadly, no wonder he suddenly gave up looking for her.

It turned out that she came back——

But, she came back, why did she still retain the memory of the original owner?

Did it come to the fore and stay there, or...

Actually, it doesn't matter, the important thing is, how should she face them in the future?

Here, Huang Ling's heart was pierced with a knife, and there were sparkling tears in her eyes.

It turned out that in the past seven months, Gu Yanhao lived so happily that she fell in love with the woman who occupied her body.

It turned out that they had already slept together, their relationship was still deep, and Gu Yanhao had changed a lot because of her.

No wonder, when she woke up this time, she found that his attitude towards her was not so bad.

He was kind to him all because of this... Concubine Song?

Huang Ling's heart was broken, dripping fresh blood.

There was despair in her heart, she knew that she had no chance.

Tears, uncontrollable, like pearls with a broken thread, falling down, so pitiful.

After watching it, Song Wuyou felt complicated and extremely uncomfortable.

No one knows better than her how deep the original owner's love for Gu Yanhao is.

Now, Huang Ling is the original owner. Seeing her crying silently because of despair, her heart is extremely heavy.

She glanced at Gu Yanhao, and Gu Yanhao's eyes fell on her deeply.

Song Wuyou pursed her lips, her eyebrows showed a trace of fatigue, she glanced at Huang Ling apologetically, "Sorry, I have to go back to my room."

As she spoke, she bowed and stood up.

"Sister." Behind him, Ban Jianing's trembling voice suddenly sounded.

Song Wuyou's back stiffened and he turned around.

"Sister!" Ban Jianing, dressed in beige casual clothes, stood on the spiral staircase, holding on to the handrail with one hand, and clenched into a fist with the other, with mixed feelings rolling in his eyes.

"Jia Ning." The moment Song Wuyou and Ban Jianing looked into each other's eyes, tears flowed out instantly.

Their eyes met, Ban Jianing pursed his lips tightly, as if he was suppressing something, his beautiful eyes were full of tears.

This one glance, ten thousand years, this one glance, the heart-to-heart, this one glance, constantly stirs up waves of madness.

Song Wuyou looked at Ban Jianing's eyes at this time, and seemed to understand something.

She sucked her sore nose and gave a low gratified smile.

Ban Jianing hooked his lips, and for the first time, he showed a sunny boyish smile.

Huang Ling looked at Gu Yanhao, and saw that his gaze had been on Song Wuyou's back, and her heart ached fiercely.

She got up and rushed out of the living room crying.

Xu Jing outside, Mau Posen and the other maids saw her crying and running forward aimlessly, their faces were bewildered.

inside the house.

Song Wuyou looked out the door complicatedly.

"Sister." Ban Jianing walked down.

Song Wuyou opened his arms and embraced him.

"Sister, I'm so worried about you." Ban Jianing said with his mouth curled up, looking like he was about to cry.

It seemed that the boy who looked at her and smiled at her with tears in his eyes just now was not the child-like him now at all.