Apocalyptic Rebirth: The Palm of the Army Young Man

Seeing her daughter's eagerness, unwillingness, jealousy, and madness, she suddenly realized.

This is her daughter, her biological daughter.

She lived very unhappy for so many years, and even lived as a widow for the rest of her life.

The daughter is now a replica of her youth.

Do you want her to follow this path?

Ye Wanyue sat on the bed.

Looking at the delicate and beautiful daughter in front of her, she had a bitter smile on her face.

"Xuanxuan, let's not fight, okay?"

When Gu Xuan heard this, she seemed stupid.

She reached out and touched Ye Wanyue's head, "Mom, are you ill, we don't fight now, we will die in the future, look at Gu Jiu's attitude today, we can't rely on her at all, we can only rely on ourselves.

I still don't know what my father's attitude is now. We have to start first and be strong. There is only one chance. We must seize it. I am confident that I will win that man. "

Gu Xuan was very confident, but Ye Wanyue was bitter.

How the daughter in front of her looks like she used to be.

"Xuanxuan, mother is for your own good, you should think about it carefully."

Ye Wanyue walked towards the room a little tired.

She needs to think a lot now.

Today's experience made her brain very confused.

Her husband, daughter, and memories of more than 20 years ago were overwhelming her.

Hearing this, Gu Xuan frowned.

She watched Ye Wanyue enter the room and closed the door.

As for not fighting, that is impossible.

Especially with everything that happened between Mom and Dad today.

She had to fight for a good future for herself, and it was best to suppress Gu Jiu forever.

So soon Gu Xuan's eyes were full of calculations.

...

The wine glass in Gu Jiu's hand was empty, and even the red wine bottle on the table was empty.

But she was not much drunk.

Some unintelligible thoughts still exist in my mind.

Looking at the darkening sky, she slowly stood up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

"Dong dong..."

As soon as Gu Jiu opened a bottle of red wine, someone knocked on the door.

Looking at the knocked door, Gu Jiu frowned.

If it were the bodyguards of the Jun family, or Huo Xiang, they would make a sound when they knocked on the door.

But she waited for a long time and didn't hear anyone outside.

Gu Jiu changed her mind and sat on the seat in front of the wine cooler.

"Come in."

The door has not been pushed open.

Gu Jiu didn't urge either, her hand rubbed the bottom of the opened red wine bottle.

After a while, I heard the door being pushed open.

Gu Jiu didn't lift his head, as if he didn't hear the door being pushed open.

The people who walked in stopped when they saw Gu Jiu's gesture.

The man looked at Gu Jiu motionless, with deep thought and some heavy emotions in his eyes.

Gu Jiu finally raised his head.

She looked at the person who appeared in the room, no surprise at all.

However, seeing the white gauze on the other's head, the corners of his mouth curved into a mockery.

The person who came was her father, Gu Guangping.

The moment Gu Guangping saw Gu Jiu, it was as if he saw his ex-wife.

That gentle woman.

The daughter in front of her was as noble, elegant, and even gentle as her ex-wife.

But something is different.

In front of them, their daughter seems to be more flamboyant, and that charming face is something he has never paid attention to.

But their temperament is the same.

Before his ex-wife died, he always thought that woman was gentle, as soft as water.

But he knew he was wrong.