Chapter 18 He Doesn't Love You

"Anmei Group is not bad. He also said that he will definitely beat our Gu Group." A salesperson said.

Song Jiumei raised her chin and underestimated the enemy, "Is the Anmei Group trying to win the championship? They probably forgot who the chief designer of the Gu Group is."

After listening, Song Wuyou snorted coldly.

She looked at Song Jiuyue on the screen with a half-smile, and she seemed to be even prettier than the real person on TV.

With a noble and dignified posture, a slender lady, a beautiful and generous smile, dark eyes, and smart clothes, she is always fashionable, beautiful and not refined.

Such Song Jiuyue is beautiful, and everyone thinks that only she is worthy of the exiled Gu Yanhao.

But Song Wuyou knew all too well that the smiling Song Jiuyue was actually very scary.

"Song Wuyou, I forgot to tell you one more thing." Song Jiumei turned her head and looked at Song Wuyou proudly.

"..."

"My sister said that as long as she wins the championship for the Gu Group this time, Master Gu will agree to her engagement with Young Master Gu."

"What have you got to do with me?" Song Wuyou looked at Song Jiumei with a sneer.

That gesture, that look, was invincible, a little flamboyant, and didn't care about Gu Yanhao and Song Jiuyue.

"..." Song Jiumei looked at Song Wuyou in a daze, what did she have to do with her?

When Young Master Gu wanted to divorce her before, didn't she cry to death?

Before she saw Gu Shao and eldest sister together, didn't she make a scene like a shrew?

Now, how could she act so indifferent?

Is she pretending?

Song Jiumei looked at Song Wuyou, but she didn't look like she was pretending.

**

After coming out of the shopping center, Song Wuyou took a taxi directly back to the villa.

"Miss, if the master really stopped your pocket money, what should you do?" Xu Jing showed a worried expression along the way.

"Continue to live." Song Wuyou smiled.

"How can I live without money?" Xu Jing frowned.

"..."

"Miss, do you really love Young Master Gu?" Xu Jing looked at Song Wuyou and asked.

Song Wuyou replied with a light smile: "What do you think?"

"You do love very much! But Young Master Gu doesn't love you."

"..." She knew this, no need to remind her.

"Miss, Young Master Gu doesn't love you, so don't be a bullshit."

"..." Song Wuyou waited for the following.

"Young Master Gu doesn't love you, and he will give you so much money if you divorce you. Why don't you promise him to sign."

"Xu Jing, are you afraid that you will starve to death if you follow me?" Song Wuyou looked at Xu Jing and asked.

"No." Xu Jing shook her head: "I can go to work, I just care about you."

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Song Wuyou smiled.

Back to the villa.

Gu Yanhao folded his slender and straight legs and sat lazily on the sofa, looking at Song Jiuyue's latest design draft.

He attaches great importance to this annual international clothing competition.

Song Jiuyue designed the manuscripts, and he carefully reviewed them.

Noticing Song Wuyou coming in, Gu Yanhao raised his head and glanced at her.

She was wearing a purple dress, she saw it in the morning, and now she is still amazed when she sees her like this.

It seems that seeing her this time is different from what I saw in the morning.

But he couldn't tell what was different.

Song Wuyou changed his shoes and came in. He glanced at him, didn't say hello, walked around him and walked towards the stairs.

Inadvertently, when he glanced at the design drafts on the coffee table, Song Wuyou's footsteps slowed down, and his eyes fell directly on one of the design drafts.