Chapter 037 was all this true?
"You don't know what you said!"Gu Tianming looked at Gu Rouqian and suddenly felt that this daughter was a little unfamiliar.2
When did he begin? His family had become so cold and indifferent. His daughter had become such an animal that didn't care about family ties and almost caused Xue Man to lose her body.
Gu Rouqian felt a little guilty from Gu Tianming's glare, and even his words trembled.
"Aiya, what's wrong?""Tianming, how could you hit Rouqian? She's your daughter!"Marina rushed in from outside and protected Gu Rouqian behind him.
Gu Tianming angrily waved his hand and glared at his mother and daughter." You should ask your daughter what she did!"
"What's wrong with my daughter? Everything my daughter does is right!"Marina retorted directly.
"Right?""Isn't it right to kidnap Xue Man and almost rape her by hooligans!"Gu Tianming was furious.
What!
Gu Xueman stared at Gu Rouqian in vain. No wonder that voice was so familiar.
It was actually her sister!
"Dad ……"
"Tianming ……"
The two voices sounded at the same time, both of them filled with fear.
"Tianming, how could Rouqian do such a thing? Did you listen to other people's nonsense?"Marina turned around and glared at Gu Xueman." What did you say to your father!"
"Don't use your tricks to intimidate Xue Man."Gu Tianming strode forward, blocking Marina malicious gaze.
"Tianming, don't believe her words. She lied to me about going abroad to play, but no one expected her to climb into Leng Shao bed."Marina hurriedly explained.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Marina saw Gu Tianming's gloomy face.
"So you've always been aware of this?"
Gu Tianming didn't expect him to be the last parent to know about such a big matter.Furthermore Marina from the look of his anger, it was obvious that what he knew wasn't just a day or two.
Realizing that he had said something wrong, Marina quickly released Gu Rouqian arm and rushed forward." Tianming, listen to my explanation. I only heard about this today."
"Enough!"
He shook off Marina arm and finally understood what was going on with Leng Shao indifferent attitude when he came to the door that day.
It turned out that the mother and daughter had planned a series of plots since Gu Rouqian planned the photo incident, but he was kept in the dark.Fortunately, he was still happy about the wedding preparations at home. But now, it seemed like it was all just a joke!
"Both of you, get the hell out of here!"Gu Tianming pointed at the door and berated Marina and Gu Rouqian.
"Dad..." Gu Rouqian wanted to defend himself, but Marina quickly shook his head at her." Don't be rash. Your dad is in a rage right now. Let's talk about something later."As she spoke, she glanced at Gu Rouqian's stomach. Only then did the latter reluctantly leave with her mother.
Gu Tianming and Gu Xueman remained in the quiet bedroom.
Gu Tianming looked at the obedient daughter in front of him. He couldn't imagine what she had done.
"Xiao Man, tell Dad the truth. Why are you entangled with Leng Shao? What's going on?"Gu Tianming asked in a low voice.
Gu Xueman simply told him about the photo incident, but he hid the reason why he stayed by Leng Moyan's side.
"That child, Rouqian..."And you!Why did you become like this?Xue Man, you have disappointed me too much."Gu Tianming's eyes were moist as he shook his head helplessly.
"Dad, I'm sorry."
She was crying and Gu Xueman knelt in front of Gu Tianming.
She couldn't open her mouth to explain. Once she would definitely feel guilty.
She didn't want her father to be upset.
What's more, all of this was because she was willing to give, so there was no need to explain it.
The heavy atmosphere, the two speechless.
"I'll arrange for you to transfer to another school. Tomorrow, you can go directly to the country of Mi."After a long time, Gu Tianming said solemnly.
"Dad..."I'm sorry, I' m really sorry."The boiling tears left marks on her cheeks, but they could not wash away her past and sorrow.
She she was the only one left in the bedroom, she could no longer control herself and started crying.
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