It has been three days since Geng Rui has not been here again, and he has not called a phone call. She should have been happy to be quiet but her heart is inexplicably empty.

A man next to her with a fruit wine passed by her. Gu Jialing glanced at the oriental man indifferently, and a surprise flashed in her eyes. This man looked 5 points similar to her.

The other party seemed to be looking at her in surprise.

His face is not as soft as Gu Jialing's, but his firmness is smooth and smooth. His facial features are not as handsome as his beauty, but he is comparable to Locke.

Thinking of Locke, Locke ran over and greeted Gu Jialing politely first.

"Miss Gu! Hello!"

Gu Jialing nodded and responded, "Hello!"

Locke introduced to the man next to him: "Gas! She is the lady I told you that looks very much like you."

Only then did Gu Jialing remember that when she first met Locke, she thought he had met him and said that she looked very similar to one of his friends, and it turned out to be true.

Gas politely stretched out his hand: "Hello! My name is Mugas!"

Gu Jialing stretched out her hand and handed her hands to him: "Gu Jialing!"

D on the side hurriedly reminded: "Miss Gu, please pay attention..."

Before he finished speaking, Gas, who was standing beside him, said, "d! Your shortcomings are that you are too dedicated." He said while retracting his hand.

d looked up at Gas in surprise, looking familiar but couldn't remember who it was.

Gasp's smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, anyway, I'm a idle playboy who won't be noticed."

Gas lost his words, turned around, stretched and left with Locke.

Gu Jialing stayed there and looked at Gas's departure back. It seemed that everyone here could have something to do with Geng Rui. If you can know D, you must know Geng Rui.

Gu Jialing turned her eyes to d: "Don't you know him?"

d replied respectfully: "Somewhat looks familiar but can't remember it for a moment. It may be the young master's... relative."

D said, pausing afterwards. Seeing that Locke was so respectful to Mr. Gas, he must be from the European castle.

Although he has been with the young master for many years, he hasn't been to the castle several times, so it's normal not to remember it, but Locke is so respectful to him, he probably guessed that it should be the son of the Fourth Lady, the Fourth Master.

Gu Jialing said nothing, turned around and walked towards the railing, looking at the endless ocean, raised the fruit wine in her hand to the sky, toasted the sea, and then drank it all.

A luxury, wealth, power, life cannot be left here. So what if it is better? No thoughts, no pursuits, no self, and only lives for Geng Rui. This body is nothing but a shell without a soul.

She was like an angel with wings broken by Geng Rui who was locked here and could never return to heaven.

She had to endure, and it only took one month. She would grow wings again and fly back to her paradise.

Geng Rui didn't know what he was busy with the following days until the half-month cycle of the cruise ship ended and docked in the Gulf of Alaska.

This is the American field, and Gu Jialing does not have a passport and is very likely to be caught by the police and deported.

The bodyguards who followed her had a higher status, but I was afraid that his ten subordinates would not be able to resist the US organs.

Just when Gu Jialing was not planning to get off the boat, Locke said he wanted to take her to the airport.

Then I sent her a file bag with a passport and ID card. Although it was not her own name, it might be much more convenient.

Gu Jialing smiled slightly, maybe these things can help her in the future...

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Hoffman Castle, Europe, Germany

Geng Rui knelt on the expensive carpet with his knees, naked on his upper body, and a vine whip hit his strong back with a whip. Every time he went down, a blood mark appeared on his back.

Old injuries plus new injuries make the wound complicated on the spine.

Geng Rui held his fists on his knees with his hands. Gangjun's face was expressionless. Sweat fell from his shallow slightly curled bangs, and the sweat on his forehead slid down to his firm chin.

"Baopao!" After 50 steel whipped, there was no good skin on Geng Rui's back. He lay in many places, thick blood flowed out of his pants, and then fell down on the floor like a wire drawing from the belt.

The executor and servant respectfully bowed respectfully to the old man in Tang suit in front of him, standing with his back and holding his hands behind him, looking up at the old man who was more than 2 meters tall on the wall, and bowed respectfully, "The master has finished the execution!"

The old man raised one arm, and the servant didn't dare to stand up straight, and retreated with his steps back.

Just heard that the old man sighed hard and slowly turned around. The butler on the side hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man and walked step by step to Geng Rui.

"Rui! You are still obsessed with it for so many days? Grandpa is reluctant to punish you. As long as you are obedient, grandpa can find you countless women like that Jialing for you."

The old man stroked his shoulder and patted comfortably: "It doesn't matter if you don't like Ling Lin. You just need to marry her. You don't have to worry about anything else, even if you don't look at her at all."

.....Geng Rui still said nothing and refused to speak softly. As long as he thought of Gu Jialing squatting in the corner in the video, his heart would be like a knife stabbing him.

How could he bear to cry? How could he bear to feel wronged? I just regret that he was not himself who embraced her at that time. She was crying and he was engaged to another woman in a distant place.

He blamed himself, felt heartbroken, and was reluctant to bury him like a tsunami. He decided not to listen to his grandfather's arrangements anymore. This time he wanted to live for himself.

The old man advised him for so many days, and his patience was almost the same. Is this grandson, who has been obedient since childhood, going to rebel for a woman this time?

Geng Rui's silence made the old man angry. He grabbed the crutch from the butler's hand and hit him hard on his shoulder. Another bruise was added to his shoulder.

The old man roared: "You unfilial son, you are unwilling to listen to your last words?"

Upon hearing this, Geng Rui finally raised his eyes to look at the old man, but he was angry but still looked respectful.

"That was not my father's last words, it was just an unintentional joke. After the death of my parents, their Ling family deliberately hyped up this matter in order to curry favor. You just forced me to marry her for the sake of the family's face?"

"Yes!" the old man shouted excitedly, "Our family is not an ordinary family. Not only is the glory passed down from ancestors, but now I do not allow the outside world to have any negative impact on the Hoffman family."

Geng Rui sneered disdainfully, as if he had heard some funny joke. Is the old man doing less bad things?

The old man was so angry that his face turned red, red and white, and finally turned blue. Of course, he knew what his grandson was mocking him. The ancestors of the Hoffman family were Germans, and although he was German nationality, he was of Oriental blood, and an oriental face.

His name is Shizi Hoffman, and he was the earliest adopted child of the Hoffman family. Because he picked it up, he gave it an Eastern name called Shizi Hoffman. He hated this certification that he picked it up. Later, after he became powerful, he changed his name to the homophone Shizi Hoffman.

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He hated this certification that he picked up the child's name. Later, after he became powerful, he changed his name to the homophone Shizu Hoffman

Geng Rui squeezed out a few words with just clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"If possible, I will not be a descendant of the Hoffman family."

"Bang!" As soon as Geng Rui finished speaking, he slapped him hard in the face. The old man slapped him with his own voluntary first time.

Geng Rui's face, which was slapped, slowly raised his face to look at the old man, with clear five finger marks on his face.

"So what if I marry Ling Lin? Isn't it going to die at your hands? Anyway, I'm already engaged now and you can give her some surprises at any time, so why bother to get married! I'm already engaged not because I don't marry her, but because she dies and doesn't have to marry her!"

The old man was so angry that his arms trembled: "What do you know? Don't think you know everything. If you don't obey, I will kill that woman."

His grandson was too young and understood his hard work and heartache. Everyone pointed at him and seized the power of the Hoffman family but pretended to defend the glory of the Hoffman family.

Hearing this, Geng Rui shook his body and then raised his eyes and looked at the grandfather in front of him, firmly saying, "You are not killing her, but your grandson."

The meaning is obvious, but he will never live alone if Gu Jialing dies.

The old man pointed at him with trembling all over his body.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few broken words: "You...you...you dare to threaten me. OK! Very good...I won't kill her."

The butler on the side hurriedly comforted and reminded: "Master! It's important not to get angry. Young master, don't get angry with him."

The old man's body, which was still slightly trembling, relaxed a lot, turned slowly, and looked at the two handsome men on the wall who were as noble as a prince.

One is the old man when he was young, and the other is Geng Rui's father, with a face similar to Geng Rui's 7 points.

The old man's face lost over the years is still red, his slightly wrinkled eyes are deeply concave, and his eyes flashed with complex expressions in his eyes as he looked at the painting in front of him, warmth, happiness, sadness, pain...

The old man said coldly again: "Solo! What do you think?"

The middle-aged butler Solo glanced at Geng Rui and replied respectfully: "The young master is now young and impulsive about feelings, and he is rebellious. He feels fresh in everything. The more he disagrees with everything, the more he thinks that woman is good.

The master can give the young master a while, and leave Ling's engagement, so that the young master will be with that woman for a while, and the young master will naturally feel light and boring and give up."

The old man held his hands on his crutch and tapped the carpet twice, and a dull "dongdong" sound came from the ground.

"You are too cautious! You are both concerned about answering questions. Are you afraid of offending me or him?"

Solo said respectfully: "What my subordinates say is not the intention of pleasing each other."

The old man smiled dullly: "Okay! Just do what you said!"

Upon hearing this, Geng Rui's deep blue eyes suddenly shone.

The old man turned around and looked at Geng Rui and said, "I'll give you half a year. If you haven't come back and beg me, I'll let you be together. But the premise is that all your domestic companies are handed over to Anthers, and from now on, you will have to earn your penny by yourself."

Upon hearing this, Geng Rui suddenly raised his head: "The company is mine, you have no right to take it back."

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Upon hearing this, Geng Rui suddenly raised his head: "The company is mine, you have no right to take it back."

The old man spoke lightly again.

"Although your domestic companies rely on yourself, if you don't have the Hoffman family, you will have nothing to do with the first pot of gold you support. Listen to it clearly, I'm not going to take it back, but your company is a bargaining chip. If you don't want to, you can give up."

Geng Rui's eyes were bright, and he didn't care about the pain in his back. He stood up and bowed 90°.

"Thank you grandpa! I agree!" Geng Rui turned around and left.

The old man's voice came from behind him: "Of course, if you come back, everything you have is yours."
To be continued...