A single biography of the ninth generation? I gave birth to three babies, my wife is crazy and rich

Chapter 822 Guo Lianjiao is not the biological daughter of the Guo family

"Who?"

When encountering such a thing, Guo Lianjiao's reaction was not shock, but to ask who the other person was.

"Mu Yin!"

"It's him……"

Guo Lianjiao's voice trembled, and she said with a guilty conscience: "I was involved with his wife's brother before, can he still accept me?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter whether he accepts you or not. As long as you can successfully climb into his bed, leave the rest to me. I will definitely let you sit in the position of Mrs. Mu and become a dragon among men!"

When Guo Lianjiao heard this, her heart beat like thunder and she hardly hesitated.

"Okay, I agree, what are your plans?"

"Mu Yin is going to the bar soon. I will send someone to check. You should go to the bar where he goes and find him. Then leave the rest to me!"

"it is good."

The two hung up the phone.

On the phone, Guo Lianjiao looked at herself in the mirror, covering her red and swollen cheeks from being beaten just now.

She knew that Guo Jingye had beaten her mother into the hospital, but she didn't expect that he would return home later and, for some unknown reason, beat her up again and even verbally humiliated her.

She couldn't stay in this house anymore.

Her eyes fell on a picture of a little girl on the dressing table.

Guo Lianjiao flipped the photo over on the table with a snap, her eyes filled with gloom.

"Lianjiao, Guo Lianjiao... What I hate most in my life is being called this name, and coming to the Guo family for you..."

She even imagined that if the real Guo Lianjiao came back, she could be free from her suffering!

Unfortunately, when Guo Lianjiao was seven or eight years old, she accidentally went missing and there has been no news of her since then...

Guo Lianjiao took a deep breath and suppressed the boiling emotions in her heart. After a while, she got up and went to the bathroom.

……

Night Bar.

Cheng Zhou sat in the private room, drinking one bottle of wine after another, as if he wanted to get himself drunk. However, even though the table was full of empty bottles, his mind was still clear.

So painful!

When Mu Yin came over, he saw that he was struggling with his head and looked in pain.

He sighed, went to sit down next to him and patted his shoulder.

"You think drinking yourself to this extent can solve the problem? Ah Zhou, this is not your style!"

Cheng Zhou still felt uncomfortable when he saw him coming.

He picked up the bottle on the table and wanted to continue drinking.

Mu Yin snatched the bottle from his hand with a serious look on his face.

"Don't drink anymore. If you drink any more, you'll die. Then, a good woman like your aunt will be snatched away by another good man. You'll cry slowly on your way to the underworld."

Cheng Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and his voice was hoarse.

"Ayin, are you here to comfort me or to scold me?"

Mu Yin: "..."

He adjusted himself to a comfortable sitting position.

"You didn't tell me what happened, and let me watch you drinking alone. How can I help you?"

Cheng Zhou scratched his hair in annoyance.

At that moment, a waiter knocked on the door and came in, bringing a bottle of beer. After placing it on the coffee table, he quickly left.

Cheng Zhou picked up two bottles of wine and handed one to Mu Yin.

"Ayin, have a drink with me and I'll tell you slowly."

Mu Yin came today to enlighten him. The two brothers have always had a good relationship, and now he can only risk his life to accompany the gentleman.

"Ok."

The two toasted.

Mu Yin didn't notice that someone outside the door saw them drinking through the gap and then made a phone call.

In private room

Cheng Zhou said slowly: "Ayin, this is what happened... This afternoon, a good friend of mine had a wedding banquet at home, and Yulan and I went to congratulate him. My mother was also invited, but I knew they wouldn't get along, so I parted ways with her. Unexpectedly..."

This is how it happened.

They went to their friend's house to congratulate him on the happy event, but who would have thought that at the banquet, Zhu Guifang started to act like a demon again.

She went around telling people about Song Yulan's life story, saying that she was a cleaning lady who used all sorts of tricks and schemes to get close to a high-ranking official like him.

Those rich ladies who were on good terms with his mother only heard one side of the story and made things difficult for Song Yulan in public when he was not around.

The party was filled with successful people, socialites and rich ladies, who thought they had special skills.

Song Yulan was urged by a group of rich ladies to play the piano.

She became the focus of everyone's attention. She didn't know whether to play the piano or not. Finally, she gritted her teeth, went on stage and played the piano.

Everyone surrounded her, waiting to laugh at her.

Who would have thought that Song Yulan actually played a classic tune in front of everyone, shocking everyone.

Everyone was talking about it, but no one praised her. How could a cleaner play the piano, and play famous songs at that?

No matter how good-tempered Song Yulan was, she was angry at this moment.

She glanced around with cold eyes, at a group of arrogant yet extremely hypocritical people.

"Every one of you is laughing at me, saying that I am a cleaner who can only do cleaning with my hands and am not presentable. Let me ask you, how come we cleaners are not presentable? Don't you all need us cleaners to clean your homes?

We just earn our hard-earned money. If it weren't for our hard work, your house would be a pile of garbage! You should be grateful to us. Why do you feel superior? "

"Besides, why can't the cleaning lady play the piano?"

"I tell you, a person's nobility or humbleness is not determined by birth or whether or not he can play the piano, but by maintaining a kind heart. I tell you, I can only play this one song, but so what!"

"I don't think I'm inferior to you! And you, no matter how bright and beautiful your clothes are, are just like this!"

Although Song Yulan was angry in her heart, she had a smile on her face and her eyes were cold.

After saying that, she left without looking back.

At that time, Cheng Zhou had just finished his work and happened to come over.

"Yulan, what's going on?"

Song Yulan glanced at him coldly and said, "Cheng Zhou, I still need to think about our marriage!"