Chapter 1042 Maupassant’s Brown Eyes Became Very Understanding

Maupassant raised his eyebrows, feeling that Huang Ling cared about Gu Yanhao very much.

Recall the scene when Song Wuyou was infected with "Tian Lei" and she was crying for the doctor.

Thinking back to the first time he saw her, she was nestled in Gu Yanhao's arms. After seeing Song Wuyou, she was shocked to the point of collapse, and then cried bitterly.

Let’s go back to her conversation with Song Wuyou today——

Maupassant's brown eyes became very understanding.

He looked at Huang Ling and asked in a low voice: "Huang Ling, it's been so long, how can I find her?"

"If you want to find it, there must be a way." Huang Ling was so anxious that she was about to cry. She didn't care that the injury on her palm was not healed yet, and tightly grabbed Maupassant's arm: "Brother Mo, when I beg is you!"

"Brother Ling, do we still need to say 'please' between us?" Maupassant smiled bitterly.

"Wuyou can't live without Gu Yanhao!" Huang Ling mentioned in a tone of voice, as if to emphasize something.

Maupassant's eyes deepened: "I know. I understand."

"No! You don't understand!" Huang Ling shook her head: "No one understands how badly Wuyou loves Gu Yanhao. You don't even know who she is."

"who is she?"

"Yes..." Huang Ling was startled, what was she going to say?

She almost told Maupassant that Song Wuyou was the imperial concubine of the X Dynasty——

Maupassant raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes slightly, and locked his gaze on Huang Ling. He always stopped at the critical moment. He knew that they were not simple people.

Mu Gu doesn't love Huang Ling, but he can marry her. Even if Huang Ling doesn't love Mu Gu, she can still marry her.

Huang Ling, who is an ordinary person, seems to have a different friendship with Gu Yanhao and Mu Gu.

He knew that in private, she called Gu Yanhao Haozi...

This should be Mr. Gu’s nickname, right?

Huang Ling raised her eyes and saw Maupassant looking at her, waiting for her to continue. Huang Ling's heart skipped a beat.

Feeling guilty, she quickly lowered her head and said quietly, "Wuyou is Gu Yanhao's wife."

"..." Who doesn't know that Song Wuyou is Gu Yanhao's wife?

"Brother Mo, please promise me, promise me, and help find Gu Yanhao's whereabouts."

"What if he is really dead?" Maupassant asked.

Huang Ling looked sad: "I will see the body even if I die."

"Do you know the flow direction of Nanjiang Bridge?"

"..." Huang Ling's eyes flashed with confusion.

"This river flows directly to Dameigang, Dameigang, the sea of ​​K country."

"..."

"If the body is washed to the sea, it will be difficult to recover, or it may be eaten by piranhas."

"No matter what...I have to find him!"

"Brother Ling, is Mr. Gu more important in Song Wuyou's heart or in yours?" Maupassant looked at Huang Ling deeply and asked.

When Huang Ling heard this, she looked at Maupassant in surprise: "Brother Mo, why do you ask this?"

Maupassant looked directly into her eyes: "If you had no friendship with Mr. Gu, would you call him Haozi? Would he allow you to call him like that?"

"..."

"I heard what you just said to Song Wuyou."

"..." Huang Ling's expression changed, and she looked at Maupassant at a loss.

Maupassant touched her head and said with a smile: "I won't force you to say it, don't worry."

"Brother Mo, I promise you, I will tell you in the future." Huang Ling looked at Maupassant.

Maupassant raised his lips: "Should we wait until we get married?"

"Not necessarily. Once I find Gu Yanhao's whereabouts and have news about him, I will tell you."

Maupassant raised his head and raised his lips: "Okay, you have said so, and it won't work if I don't help find the whereabouts of Young Master Gu."