Running wild in the arms of the sick boss

Chapter 133

In the living room of the villa.

Outside the clear floor-to-ceiling glass, the winter is deep cold and the sky is full of haze.

Gu Yanluo wrapped Qin Wuwang tightly with a wool blanket, hugged him tightly, patted his back gently, helped him cough continuously, and warmed his body.

Her hands were still stained with Gu Hongying's blood.

But Gu Yanluo was indifferent.

She knew that Qin Wuwang was persuading her.

But Gu Yanluo's heart was full of Qin Wuwang's words-"I have nothing, I only have you. I used to long for my mother to love me countless times, but she always thought I was a monster..."

My beautiful baby wants his mother to love him.

Okay, I will go to the hospital to find a mother for him.

She is so wise.

The little white face raised by oneself must be spoiled even if he kneels down.

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"Why are you still here?"

When Gu Yanluo asked Xiao Ling to help Qin Wuwang go upstairs to change clothes, she caught a glimpse of Gu Yunjue still standing there, smoking a cigar, with a noble posture and a cold aura.

The fourth brother, Gu Yunjue, narrowed his eyes coldly and said slowly, "I'll tell Wen..." Gu Yunjue glanced at Qin Wuwang's back and silently changed his words, "Tell that person that you will go to the hospital to visit him today. He is very happy. Don't let him down."

Gu Yunjue thought to himself that Qin Wuwang could not hear anything he shouldn't hear anymore. Today was already chaotic enough...

Gu Yanluo nodded, "Got it."

Gu Yunjue: "Also, I have found the hidden private house you asked me to find for you. The place is large enough, thousands of square meters, and finely decorated. It's just a little far from Kyoto City. There are forests and mountains within a radius of 16 kilometers. And...someone has died there. Do you mind? Otherwise, it is close to Kyoto and surrounded by luxury houses in the villa area. I have also selected a few for you as a backup."

"It's okay if someone has died there. It's okay as long as the place is large and hidden enough." Gu Yanluo paused, "The transfer procedures and the purchase contract will be sent to me when you have time. I will remit the money to the other party."

"Okay."

At that time.

Qin Wuwang was going upstairs, wrapped in a blanket, his handsome face was pale, and he coughed repeatedly, unable to hide his sick look.

He vaguely heard the conversation between Gu Yanluo and Gu Yunjue.

His brows furrowed.

Don't let anyone down?

Yanyan bought an independent private house?

She's moving away... not living with him anymore?

That won't work.

If Gu Yanluo doesn't live with him, he'll go to her house to sleep. What's the big deal, haha.

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A private hospital affiliated with the Gu family chaebol, VIP floor.

Everywhere were the Gu family security guards wearing suits, white shirts, sunglasses, and headphones, on high alert.

With a "ding", the elevator slowly opened.

The security guards standing in the elevator waiting area bowed to the people who walked out of the elevator.

"Fourth Master, Miss!"

Gu Yanluo lightly lifted her charming big curly hair, her eyebrows were cold and ruthless, and she walked out slowly.

She was wearing a gradient white fox fur, a sexy black pearl sweater, and over-the-knee boots. She was tall and slender, like the mist on a snowy mountain, and she was cold and invulnerable.

She held Qin Wuwang's hand, one in front and one behind.

The two held hands tightly, and the couple ring on the middle finger of their left hand was dazzling.

Qin Wuwang's fractured right hand was tucked into a black hand warmer.

He was wearing a black velvet coat, with a slender and upright figure, handsome and boundless. Even if he lowered his eyes and coughed lightly, he could not hide his sick look, but he was extremely noble and elegant, gloomy and cold, and the momentum that burst out invisibly was extremely frightening.

Gu Yanluo scratched Qin Wuwang's palm with her fingertips and said coldly: "I shouldn't have brought you out. Tell me immediately if you feel uncomfortable. Do you hear me?"

Qin Wuwang tilted his head, coughed lightly, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and murmured: "Hmm..."

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Leaving the elevator waiting area and entering the VIP floor.

What caught my eye was the inpatient service desk.

Gu Yunjue was smoking a cigar in a dejected and indifferent manner, walking beside Gu Yanluo.

However, when Gu Yunjue saw the silver-haired boy standing at the edge of the service desk, playing with his teddy bear.

He narrowed his cold eyes sternly, took a step forward, and walked towards the silver-haired boy.

"Didn't I ask you to stay in the ward and lie down! Why did you run out to play while I was away?"

There was no sky outside the window, and the haze was gloomy.

Winslow was standing by the service desk.

He was wearing a loose hospital gown and a long snow-blue down jacket that Gu Yunjue bought for him.

He was holding the syringe given by the nurse, immersed in his own world, giving his teddy bear an injection, taking medicine, and bandaging it.

Winslow suddenly turned his head when he heard the familiar voice.

Silver soft hair, half-covered clear and cold light blue eyes, handsome and tall nose bridge, delicate nose tip, overly white skin like an egg, soaked in coldness under the incandescent light.

Winslow's full pale lips slightly opened, his ice-blue pupils shrank inorganically, "Are you going to kill me?"

Before he finished speaking, Winslow turned the syringe in his hand and pointed the needle tip at Gu Yunjue's chest.Stab hard, without mercy.

Gu Yunjue held a cigar in the corner of his mouth and retreated quickly. With his strong fingertips, he pinched Winslow's bony wrist and frowned, "Don't mess with me. Look, who's here?"

Gu Yunjue subconsciously pulled Winslow into his arms.

His fingertips touched the skin of the boy in his arms, feeling his no longer cold body temperature, and he felt relieved.

Who's here?

Is she... here?

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Gu Yanluo stood not far away, holding Qin Wuwang behind her.

She glanced at a beautiful little head with silver hair in Gu Yunjue's arms.

She immediately smiled faintly, as if she had seen a relative, and the coldness in her eyes gradually faded, "Winslow, are you good in the hospital?"

Winslow broke Gu Yunjue's hand, grasped the syringe in his palm, hugged his teddy bear, and ran towards Gu Yanluo like the wind, like a cub returning to the arms of a beautiful mother.

"You didn't lie to me, you came to see me."

Gu Yanluo smiled: "Of course I won't lie to you."

Qin Wuwang saw the angel-like beautiful foreign boy running towards Gu Yanluo with a happy face. His deep phoenix eyes became colder and colder, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his pupils were filled with gloom and cruelty.

He couldn't bear to see other men, boys, getting so close to Gu Yanluo.

What made Qin Wuwang even more unhappy was.

Gu Yanluo's tone to the boy was gentle and light, like coaxing a child.

She had never spoken to any man other than him, Qin Wuwang, like this!

Winslow ran over, looking like he was about to throw himself into Gu Yanluo's arms.

He also said: "Then you stay with me for a while today, okay? I'm so lonely staying here."

Gu Yanluo nodded lightly, "Okay, I brought someone..." to accompany you.

She hadn't finished her words yet.

Qin Wuwang suddenly shook off Gu Yanluo's hand, and with his long and distinct fingers, he fiercely strangled Winslow's delicate face like a cartoon character.

He looked down at Winslow with his eyebrows lowered and his pupils staring at him coldly, sneered evilly, and said gloomily: "You have a nice face and are pretty, but you talk too much, I don't like it. How old are you? Look at you like this... You haven't developed yet? She likes people like me, you are not qualified, useless."

The warmth in the eyes of the "little angel" disappeared instantly, and was filled with inorganic coldness.

Winslow raised the syringe in his hand, pretending to attack, and choked: "Where did you get the psychopath, do you want to die?"

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Does it look like the style of the queen?

Queen Wang: The face is nice and pretty, but it is not qualified, and you are not qualified to compete with me.

Winslow: Yanma, is this person sick?