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Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Gu Huai'an, a young scion of the No. 01 Courtyard Manor, had become the chief commander at Dragon Aviation Command Center at a very young age. He was known for his cold demeanor and seldom smiled or laughed. Not only did he come from a distinguished family, but he was also the unattainable gem of Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Suddenly one day, he heard someone calling him "little brother." When he followed the voice, a pretty girl with an indifferent face asked, "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" Yet at the same time: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【There are mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, but little brother is handsome and gentle.】 【Little brother, hug!】 Gu Huai'an: …… The little girl's mouth, deceptive as a ghost's. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrated into a period novel and became a minor villainess who was soon eliminated – a role too small to be smaller. On her first day in the book, she stood in the Song family courtyard, trying hard to recall why the entire Song family would be wiped out in the story. In the end, she failed to notice the collective petrified expressions of the Song family members. Later… Her father became the richest man, her brother a top lawyer, her younger brother a scientist, her younger aunt a singer, and even her grandmother became a landlady. She herself turned into everyone's beloved darling. Song Yunuan: What happened to the hellish start I was promised?

Joe Yishui · 现代言情
分數不夠
676 Chs

Chapter 157 Gu Huai'an's Letter_1

After a hearty meal, Song Yunuan took her brother again to Old Mr. Ji's home.

She reported her trip to the provincial city once over.

Upon learning that another historical site had been saved, the old gentleman walked back and forth in the room with a complicated expression, his hands behind his back.

Meanwhile, Song Yunuan sat on a small stool with Asheng and Yingying, eating ice cream.

As she ate, she watched the two little ones, not intending to let them eat too much.

At the same time, she found the leisure to say to Old Man Ji, "Second Grandpa, there's no need to get this worked up, is there?"

Old Man Ji glared and asked Song Yunuan, "What are you planning to do next?"

Song Yunuan hooked her mouth into a sly smile, "Definitely nothing to do with historical relics."

Unless it was the despicable act from her memories where people's remains were destroyed and their ashes scattered, she knew to keep silent on such matters.