Chapter 192 I Miss You

"I heard a little bit before, you are the illegitimate daughter of the Song family?" Mrs. Gil looked at Song Wuyou.

Song Wuyou nodded, "Well, my dad is playing around outside, so he has me."

"Can I take the liberty to ask, where is your mother?"

Song Wuyou took a sip of the scented tea gracefully, "I died of illness when I was five years old."

Mrs. Gill sighed: "You are so beautiful, your mother must be beautiful too. It's a pity to leave at a young age."

Song Wuyou smiled lightly.

Mrs. Gil looked at Song Wuyou, "What's your mother's name?"

"Yang Xiaolan."

When Mrs. Gilles heard this, she shook her hand, almost being shaken out of the tea in her hand.

Song Wuyou didn't notice Mrs. Ji Er's strangeness.

Mrs. Gilles' heart shook violently.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the tea in the cup in her hand. The long eyelashes covered the shock of her eyes.

She is really Yang Xiaolan's daughter——

Mrs. Gil really wanted Song Wuyou to stay and eat.

But Song Wuyou received a call from the villa. It was from Aunt Song, a health expert hired by Gu Yanhao, who urged her to go back to dinner.

Mrs. Gilles did not force herself to send her out of the villa in person.

Watching Song Wuyou's car gradually go away, the smile on Mrs. Ji Er's face gradually faded away, replaced by a deep sadness...

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...

The Land Rover drove steadily on the road.

This is a winding mountainside road leading straight to the palace-like villas of Jianping.

The villa area is remote, but the environment is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the birds and flowers are fragrant.

"Miss, I didn't expect Mrs. Gilles to be so beautiful." Xu Jing, who was driving a Land Rover, was a little excited.

Song Wuyou's mood is not high, "Drive well."

"Okay." Xu Jing smiled and said, "It's the first time I've driven such an expensive car, and it feels really different."

"..."

"I haven't driven such a good car before, and I don't have any impressions. I think it's just a car and a means of transportation. Now I finally understand why they don't want to drive a Volkswagen after driving a BMW."

"I'm a little tired." Song Wuyou leaned against the seat. It would take about an hour to return to the villa from here. She planned to close her eyes and rest.

At this moment, the cell phone in the bag rang.

When he took it out, it was Gu Yanhao.

Song Wuyou connected.

"Still at Mrs. Gil's house?" Through the phone, Song Wuyou felt that Gu Yanhao's voice was even lower and sweeter.

"Go back, on the way."

"Go back and have a good meal."

"I know, don't treat me like a child."

"Song Wuyou." The other party suddenly called her name very deeply.

Song Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"I miss you so much."

"...!!!"

Those three words, like a hammer, pounded Song Wuyou's heart heavily, causing her whole body to tremble.

"Did you hear me?" Waiting for Song Wuyou's response, the other party's tone seemed a little annoyed.

"hiss--"

"what……"

The sudden braking made the unsuspecting Song Wuyou bump forward.

Her forehead hit the front windshield, causing her head to "hum" in pain.

The phone in his hand fell into the car.

She endured the pain in her forehead and the discomfort of eccentricity, frowned and looked at Xu Jing: "What's going on?"

"Song Wuyou?!" Gu Yanhao who was in the British hotel suddenly heard the sudden brake and scream of the phone, and he stood up from the bathroom in shock.

He took care of work as soon as he arrived in the UK, and then went back to the hotel to take a bath. Being in a foreign country, I miss Song Wuyou immensely.

"Miss, there is a car blocking the way ahead."