C75 Old Mans 75th birthday (1/2)

Gu Qing couldn't remember how long it had been since she sat in front of the dressing mirror and dressed up. Looking at her haggard face in the mirror, her pupils darkened.

His face was pale, his eyes were dark, and his hair was a mess.

Looking at her silky straight hair, she suddenly thought of the day when Man Xiang came to show off. She picked up a pair of scissors and cut off all of her long hair with a ”Kacha ~” sound.

She remembered very clearly that Sorrowless had once told her that he liked women with long hair. Because she had always liked women with long hair, she kept them all the time.

But suddenly she really hated her hair.

After cutting her hair, Gu Qing smiled faintly at herself in the mirror. She applied a very thick layer of powder to her face, put on a bit of makeup, skipped two sets of clothes, and left the room.

Sorrowless sent someone to inform her that it was the old man's 75th birthday and he wanted her to come visit as well.

After not seeing each other for two months, she couldn't tell if she was happy or not.

The reason he decided to go was to find out what he was thinking. If he really wanted to cut him in half, then he would have to break him completely.

Gu Qing went to the Xiao family and discovered that the old man's 75th birthday party was not held today. There were only a few people gathered together for dinner.

When she arrived at the Xiao family's residence, it just so happened that Xiao Mo got off the car with his arms around her.

When she saw the attire of Man Xiang and then looked at her own, Gu Qing felt that she had lost for the first time.

She was wearing a beautiful and expensive evening dress, dazzling high-heeled shoes inlaid with diamonds, and her jet-black hair was tied up with a simple and pretty hairstyle. She gave off an indescribable feeling of elegance and elegance.

As for himself? She wore a long skirt that reached up to her knees, and a pair of leather shoes that were not even one centimeter thin. Her hair was also cut in a jagged pattern by herself, not to mention how distressed she was, her whole being seemed to have reached the bottom.

Gu Qing saw that when Xiao Mo saw him, there wasn't even the slightest change in his emotions. His pitch-black pupils seemed to look at a stranger. She would similarly give him a cold and indifferent look.

She didn't care. It was fake. It was just that she, Gu Qing, had never liked to force things. Things that didn't belong to her, she wouldn't fight over. Men that didn't belong to her, she wouldn't force herself.

At the beginning of the banquet, Sorrowless and Man Xiang sat together, the old man sat in the middle, and she … Sitting alone on one side.