Chapter 22 Song Wuyou, See when You Pretend

From beginning to end, the only clown he saw was Song Jiumei.

When Song Jiumei pointed at Song Wuyou and scolded her, she acted calmly.

Even the gesture of raising his hand and slapping his face is so cool.

If it was before, Song Wuyou wanted to beat someone, he would never slap him like this, but pounce on him and pull the other person's hair...

"Master, Manager Liu sent the surveillance video." At this time, Ade, who was standing straight outside the living room, came in with his mobile phone.

"Yeah." Gu Yanhao replied expressionlessly.

Ade put the phone on the coffee table and let Gu Yanhao watch the video that was playing.

In the video, it was Song Wuyou and Xu Jing who appeared in Gu Chun's store...

Gu Yanhao watched the video coldly, and when she saw Song Wuyou scold Song Jiumei for not swearing, her eyes flashed slightly.

This woman, in just three or two sentences, made Song Jiumei flush with anger, and her neck became thicker.

In the video, he could hear their conversation clearly.

Judging from the video, Song Wuyou was not wrong, and she did not criticize the dress that Song Jiuyue designed.

It was Song Jiumei who appeared to find fault on purpose, but everyone outside thought it was Song Wuyou's fault.

"Who is she?" After the video was played, Gu Yanhao said coldly.

"??" Ade couldn't react for a while, who he was asking.

But before he could answer, Gu Yanhao's cold voice sounded again, "Next time I go to the store, I don't want to see her there."

When Ade heard it, he immediately understood.

He nodded quickly and respectfully, "Yes, young master!"

Then he secretly glanced at Gu Yanhao, when did the young master become so concerned about the young lady's affairs?

Even the salesperson who offended the young lady was fired...

As soon as Ade took the phone back, the phone in Gu Yanhao's pocket rang.

He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID - Song Jiuyue.

Gu Yanhao's eyes were cold and his tone was light, "Speak."

"Young Master Gu, are you free? I'll invite you to dinner." Song Jiuyue stood in front of the audition, turning around and pleased with her outfit.

"No time." Gu Yanhao coldly rejected her.

"..." Song Jiuyue's smile froze when she heard these two words.

"I have revised several places in the design draft, and I am still thinking of being able to discuss the work with you while eating."

"Send the revised drawings to Li Miwen's mailbox, and I will go to the company tomorrow to see them in person."

"Did you have meal?"

Gu Yanhao didn't answer her, just hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone on the sofa, I caught a glimpse of a figure on the stairs.

Gu Yanhao swept over with a sharp gaze, "What is Song Wuyou doing up there?"

Xu Jing was frightened by the stares he shot over, "Sleep...sleep."

When Gu Yanhao heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

That woman went to bed so early?

Didn't she like dangling in front of him very much before?

When he got back to the villa, she was annoyingly asking him this and that.

Even if he didn't answer any of her questions and had a cold face, she wasn't afraid to chatter.

Is she so abnormal today?

Gu Yanhao curled his lips into a sneer, Song Wuyou, I want to see how long you pretend.

...

Song Wuyou didn't sleep.

She is sitting at the dresser now, drawing something.

She used Xu Jing's mobile phone to check the Internet just now.

Anyone can participate in this year's International Clothing Competition, as long as they register before the registration deadline.

There is still half a month before the deadline for registration. I don't know if she will be able to draw a decent work in half a month.