Splendid Rebirth: Good Morning Mrs. Fu

Chapter 332 Gu Ninghuan, Don't Blame Me

Chu Hua has been standing by Chu Nian's side.

Today is the day when they separate Gu Ninghuan and Fu Xishen and plan to start.

What they are most worried about is not the failure of the plan, but that Gu Ninghuan, who has always been smart, may see through their plan before the plan starts.

Chu Nian put the phone where it was: "Today is her wedding day, she doesn't even have time to talk to us.

Besides just a few words, what could Gu Ninghuan doubt?

But who is Gu Ninghuan's unfeeling personality like? Obviously, the Gu family is the most nostalgic, and Gu Yan is also easier to handle than Gu Ninghuan.

If it was Gu Yan's bone marrow matching father today, why would we need to take so much effort to separate Gu Ninghuan and Fu Xishen. "

Chu Nian sat on the seat, thinking of Gu Ninghuan, he felt a burst of pain in his temple.

For so many years, she has almost never had anyone who is difficult for her to deal with, but the person she needs to win over the most now is so cold and unwilling to get close to her.

"It doesn't matter, mother, no matter how proud Gu Ninghuan is, he can only go so far.

After today, without the blessing of the Fu family, Gu Ninghuan is nothing. "Chu Hua seemed very confident about his plan today.

Chu Nian tapped the wooden handrail with his index finger repeatedly: "You must complete this matter today, if you fail.

From now on, the Chu family will not have any place for you. "

Chu Hua nodded: "I understand."

Chu Nian closed his eyes slightly: "Then I will wait for your good news."

The sound of Chu Hua's footsteps gradually drifted away in Chu Nian's ears.

Gu Ninghuan, after today, you will have an extremely painful life.

But you must not blame me, I am doing it for your own good, only the Chu family can give you eternal glory and wealth.

As for the Fu family, it is the peak that you are not qualified to climb.

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At noon in Kyoto, Gu Ninghuan, who was already exhausted and paralyzed, finally took off her wedding dress, and fell on the bed like a fish on the verge of death.

Now, she doesn't want to move anymore.

"Ning Huan, is it hard?" Song Ci sat on the sofa, eating fruit and looking at Ning Huan.

Apart from waking up early today, Song Ci basically didn't feel any hard work.

But Ning Huan is not as relaxed as Song Ci. You must know that the crown she wears on her head is a real piece of jewelry. It is indeed beautiful to wear on her head, but the weight is also a bit difficult.

What's more, Gu Ninghuan likes wedding dresses with long skirts, and the designer did it according to Ning Huan's requirements.

But what Gu Ninghuan didn't expect was that the wedding dress with a long skirt looked so beautiful, so fairy, but it had to be matched with such high shoes.

It's okay for her to walk in high heels, but wearing high heels and heavy jewelry all over her body is a torture for her.

"Song Ci, remember to choose a lightweight wedding dress for your wedding, don't be like me." Gu Ninghuan lay on the bed and murmured.

Song Ci nodded: "But do you know how beautiful you are when you are photographed? In order to be as beautiful as you at the wedding, I decided to have the same style of wedding dress as you."

Gu Ninghuan sat up in the dress she had just changed into: "Song Ci, then I wish you good luck!"

Before Song Ci answered, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom"

Song Ci got up to open the door, and saw a girl about their age standing outside the door.

She recalled that she had seen this girl at a wedding banquet before, she seemed to be a distant relative of the Fu family, named Fu Pingjun.

Because the name exudes a handsome air, and Fu Pingjun looks like a weak girl like Jiangnan Beauty.

Such an obvious contrast made Song Ci immediately remember this girl.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?" Song Ci asked.

Fu Pingjun looked at her with some trepidation: "Today is the young lady's wedding, and I specially put on a string of beads to give to her."

"Oh, come in quickly. If you want something to drink, I'll make it for you." Song Ci asked Fu Pingjun to enter the lounge and greeted her very warmly.

Fu Pingjun seemed a little embarrassed, she shook her head hastily: "Thank you, but no need, I will leave after giving the gift to the young lady."

"Oh, then I won't force it." Song Ci put it in the teacup, still smiling.

When Gu Ninghuan heard someone knocking on the door, he had already sat up straight, absolutely not showing any inappropriate behavior in front of outsiders.

Fu Pingjun walked up to Gu Ninghuan and handed her the black box in his hand: "Young Madam, I wish you a happy wedding."

Gu Ning smiled and took the box in her hand: "Thank you, but you don't have to call me Young Madam so polite, just call me Ning Huan."

"No...no...dare." Fu Pingjun said.

Hearing this, Gu Ninghuan couldn't help remembering that Fu Pingjun seemed to be brought before them by the housekeeper of the Fu family.

The housekeeper introduced her that her parents died in a car accident some time ago, and her relatives were unwilling to accept her.

She can only go to Fu's family, Mrs. Fu is kind and agrees to keep her.

But after all, Fu Pingjun is only a distant relative of the Fu family. Even if he lives in the Fu family, he will never be compared with Gu Ninghuan, the young wife of the Fu family.

"Young Madam, if it's okay, I'll leave first." After Fu Pingjun finished speaking, he was just about to leave.

"Sorry, wait a minute, I have something to give you too." Seeing that Fu Pingjun was about to leave, Gu Ninghuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop her.

But Fu Pingjun shrank as if he was extremely afraid of Gu Ninghuan's touch.

Gu Ninghuan didn't expect that she would actually scare Fu Pingjun, and took out a box of a certain luxury item apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, this is for you, if you encounter any difficulties in Fu's house in the future, Anyone can come find me."

"This is too expensive, I can't accept it." Fu Pingjun shook his head and refused.

Gu Ninghuan put the box in her hand: "It doesn't matter, if you give me a gift, I will return it to you. This is the rule."

"If you don't want Ning Huan's things, she will feel ashamed to accept your gift." Song Ci also persuaded.

Fu Pingjun had no choice but to accept it and thank you softly.

After Song Ci sent Fu Pingjun out, he came back again with a smirk on his face: "Ning Huan! I never thought that Pingjun, who looks so reserved, is as crazy as me in private."

"What do you mean?" Gu Ninghuan was looking at the dress at the evening banquet, and was a little confused.

Song Ci's smile became more obvious: "When I sent Fu Pingjun out just now, I saw traces of handcuffs on her wrists.

I usually like to handcuff Su Muzhe on the bed, so I can't be more familiar with him. "