2144: Chapter 2146 the feeling of being held in the palm of one’s hand

Chapter 2146 the feeling of being held in the palm of one’s hand

Gu Xuexue kicked Gu Meifeng’s dead body and heaved a huge sigh of relief.1

The smile on her face gradually faded, and she quickly changed to a sorrowful look. “Someone, someone, Gu Meifeng has a heart attack!”

The jailer rushed over. “Princess, what’s the matter?”

Gu Xuexue: “She might be too excited. I heard that she would be able to spend the rest of her life in this fine room. She was so touched that she kowtowed to me. Then, I tried to help her up, but she was so excited that she couldn’t breathe. She fell to the ground and couldn’t get up... I felt that her heart couldn’t stand such a pleasant surprise. Something must have happened...”

The jailer quickly comforted her, “The princess is a kind person. She helped the prisoners improve their living conditions, so the prisoners should be grateful.”. “This Gu Meifeng didn’t live up to her expectations, so it has nothing to do with the princess. Besides, a prisoner like her who has been imprisoned for life is already a scum of society. She’s a cripple. It doesn’t matter if she’s dead or alive. I’ll go deal with the follow-up matters now...”

Gu Xuexue clapped her hands and took one last look at Gu Meifeng’s corpse with a numb expression. She thought to herself, “Mommy, have a safe journey.”. “Anyway, I won’t kill you today. In the future, Gu Qiqi and Qin Wei will also kill you if they find out.

“Why don’t I atone for your sins and let you commit suicide as soon as possible?”.

After dealing with the hidden danger of Gu Meifeng, Gu Xuexue felt at ease.

It was really as Xiahou Susu had said. It turned out that if a person went all out and struck ruthlessly, they would feel as if the whole world was under their control!

HMPH, she, Gu Xuexue, was even willing to sacrifice her own mother. What was there to be afraid of?

She had to become the princess of the royal family. She had to trample Gu Qiqi under her feet!

On the way back to the hotel, she found a small internet cafe and gave the Internet administrator some money. She helped her photoshop an old photo of Qin Wei into a rose bush.

Then, she went out to buy a gift box and beautifully wrapped the photo.

Well, one must know how to return the favor.

Since beigong lie had given her so many priceless gifts and even ordered a high-class custom-made gown that all women in the world dreamed of, should she return the same value gift?

Hehe, the photo in her hand was more precious than all the gifts with marked prices!

Gu Xuexue thought about it, curved her lips, picked up the gift, and walked towards the hotel.

There were still two days before the banquet started.

Gu Xuexue was bored and called Bei gonglie, “Dad, do you need my help to prepare anything?”

Bei gonglie replied dotingly, “No need, no need. Just wait patiently for your identity as a princess and announce it to the world. I’ll invite the most influential media to broadcast it live...”

Gu Xuexue was elated. “Dad, you’re So Good to me... Why don’t I treat you to a meal?”

Beigong lie: “Silly Child, how can I Let You Spend Money? Dad will treat you to a meal! What do you want to eat? French or Japanese or Italian? Dad will go directly to the restaurant and ask them to empty out the venue for you. Also, which band do you like? Dad will ask them to come and give you a special concert and accompaniment meal...”

Gu Xuexue was stunned!

Her heart was filled with sweetness and warmth.

How Wonderful!

This rich daddy was so wonderful!

She had never enjoyed the feeling of being pampered so much in her life.

Even when she was at the peak of her life, before high school and in Qingcheng, Gu Qiushan and Gu Meifeng treated her quite well, but they didn’t spoil her to such an extent.

But on second thought, this man was actually Gu Qiqi’s father.

For the time being, she had stolen this identity.

She suddenly had a feeling that she had stolen someone else’s beautiful clothes, and she would have to return it sooner or later.

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