Chapter 332 Have You Forgotten Whose Seed She Is?

Song Wuyou: "..."

Mu Gu raised the corners of his lips and smiled warmly: "Ah Hao is jealous."

Song Wuyou: "Jealous?"

Mu Gu said calmly: "He doesn't like you to go to my ranch. Of course, it can be seen from this that he is very nervous about you and also cares about you."

Song Wuyou: "..."

Is that nervous and caring?

It's better to say that Gu Yanhao is narrow-minded.

However, thinking that Gu Yanhao built the racecourse for her, her heart skipped a beat.

Seeing Ban Jianing like that last night, thinking of her younger brother, for a moment, she suddenly wished that Gu Yanhao could be by her side——

After Song Wuyou and Mu Gu continued to chat for a few words, Mu Gu came to the construction workshop.

He wants to see how big a horse farm Gu Yanhao can build for Song Wuyou.

After Mugu left the villa, Song Wuyou came to Ban Jianing, looked at Ban Jianing with a smile, "Jianing, do you want to eat?"

Ban Jianing raised his eyes and looked at Song Wuyou quietly.

Song Wuyou laughed again: "If you don't want to eat, can sister accompany you upstairs?"

Ban Jianing nodded.

Song Wuyou smiled, and stretched out a white hand towards Ban Jianing.

Ban Jianing quietly looked at her hand for a moment, and finally raised his hand and placed it on Song Wuyou's.

Song Wuyou led him up the stairs.

...

...

The last time I went shopping with Song Wuyou, Mrs. Jier asked Song Wuyou to make her a dress.

Song Wuyou knew her size, and when he returned, he accompanied Ban Jianing while making clothes.

It only took four days to make a beautiful dress.

Because Song Wuyou wanted to stay in the villa with Ban Jianing, he couldn't personally deliver the dress to Mrs. Jier's house.

So I called Mrs. Jier and asked if she would come to pick it up, or if she would ask Xu Jing or Ade to send it over.

After receiving Song Wuyou's call, Mrs. Jier was very happy.

She was even happier when she heard that the dress was ready.

She is not free today, but she is eager to see the actual dress.

But thinking of Cheng Junhua's warning, if Xu Jing or Ade sent it over and Cheng Junhua saw it, he would know that she had been in touch with Song Wuyou.

So, she said to Song Wuyou on the phone: "Wuyou, put it away for now, and I'll get it when I have time some other day."

After speaking, Mrs. Jill hung up the phone.

Suddenly, I felt a cold gaze staring at me from behind.

A chill ran down her spine, and she turned around quickly.

Sure enough, Cheng Junhua exuded an unruly coldness all over his body.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, staring at Mrs. Jier firmly: "Worriless? Are you contacting Song Wuyou behind my back?"

His voice was as cold as ice scum, and every corner became cold, and the air was heavy.

"Junhua, I just asked Wuyou to make clothes for me." Madam Jill explained.

"Isn't making clothes a connection? How many times do I have to tell you before you understand?" Cheng Junhua's voice was full of anger.

Mrs. Jill's heart sank, her eyes were red, "You know that I am Wuyou's mother, how can I not know her in public?"

"What are you pretending? Didn't you come here in the same way these years?" Cheng Junhua's eyes were burning like a torch: "Have you forgotten whose seed she is? Ban Dechang!"

"..."

"You know very well the relationship between Ban Dechang and uncle!"

"..." Mrs. Jill's heart throbbed fiercely.

Cheng Junhua gritted his teeth, and looked at Mrs. Jill coldly: "If it wasn't for my father, I would have exposed you to Uncle as Ban Dechang's woman!"

"...!!!"

When Mrs. Jill heard it, she was shocked like a blow to the head, her head exploded with a "buzz", and her face was instantly pale and bloodless.