its 027: Mrs. Huang

"When I first arrived at Mushan's house, I found that the two couples were not very good." Qiu Hua said to Gong Ping, "There are also two nannys in their family. One of them lives in Mu Shan's house. She is a long-term worker. When I chatted with her, she said that Mu Shan rarely goes home. Occasionally, she comes back and sleeps in a separate room with Huang Jing. Both of them are cold-faced when they meet. The only common language is their son, but they often don't talk a few words. There will be a quarrel.

"I don't care much about this. After all, I'm just a working nanny, and I don't care about other people's parents' affairs. But later, once, when Huang Jing was not at home, Mu Shan found me and asked me to do one thing. If I promised, he would give me a salary of 1,500 yuan a month. I thought, isn't it a good thing to make more money? Besides, it's not difficult."

"What does he want you to do?" Gong Ping was afraid that when Qiu Hua would delay the topic, he immediately interrupted her and went straight to the point.

"He asked me to monitor Huang Jing to see who she usually deal with, what she usually buys, and records what time Huang Jing goes out and goes home every day, as if he suspects what Huang Jing is doing behind his back."

"Have you been doing it all the time?"

"Yes." Qiu Hua sighed helplessly, "One thousand five a month! Who wouldn't do it?"

"I see." Gong Ping nodded slowly. He guessed that Huang Jing must have found out what Qiu Hua had done long ago. He guessed that Huang Jing must have done something behind Mu Shan's back, so she was guilty and did not dare to dismiss Qiu Hua and attract Mu Shan's attention. Thinking of this, he smiled.

"Aunt Qiu, please sit with your back on me. Let me help you relieve your back pain first."

"I won't die, will I?" Qiu Hua turned around and asked frightenedly.

"With me, I won't." Gong Ping smiled and stretched out his hand to quickly decompose the doom monster behind her. Chen Dachong is his own, and he is convinced that he has some magical power, so he doesn't have to pretend to massage in front of Chen Dachong.

Chen Dachong looked at Gong Ping drawing behind Qiu Hua. He didn't know what he was doing, but he was convinced that it must be useful.

Qiu Hua is not a hateful person. The hatred attached to the murderous intention is just a few small bugs. Gong Ping easily decomposed them, and then peeled the murderous intention off Qiu Hua's back. The monster immediately wrapped it around Gong Ping's left arm.

"It's weird!" Qiu Hua exclaimed, moved his waist and back, and laughed, "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Gong Ping, you are a real god!" Chen Dachong couldn't help giving a thumbs up, and his excited expression seemed to relieve the pain as if it was him who had relieved the pain.

"It's not over." Gong Ping shook his head and said, "It's far from being solved. I just suppressed something for the time being. If I want to completely relieve my boredom, I have to see Huang Jing?

"See her?" Qiu Hua was shocked, "Why do you have to see her?"

"Don't ask, but you must find a way to let me see her." Gong Ping looked at the monster wrapped around his left arm with his teeth and claws, and said calmly to Qiu Hua. Otherwise, not only will your back hurt, but sooner or later, you will die because of this.

Qiu Hua was scared. In order to save his life, any risk is worth taking, not to mention that this is not a risk at all.

"Then tomorrow during the day..."

"Not during the day." Gong Ping shook his head, "It's better to do it at night. Will you leave Mushan's house at about seven or eight o'clock in the evening? If Mu Shan was not here at that time and Huang Jing was at home, you could call me first. I pretended to be your nephew to pick you up. When I go, you can find a way to make Huang Jing meet me.

"All right." Qiu Hua hurriedly nodded and agreed, then exchanged phone numbers with Gong Ping and explained the address of Mu Shan's family in detail.

"It's all up to you." Chen Da Chong patted Gong Ping on the shoulder, "I have confidence in you."

"Don't worry." Gong Ping smiled.

Nothing is more worrying than his own life-and-death event, so without Gong Ping's instructions, Qiu Hua himself took this matter to heart and just wanted to take Gong Ping to Mu Shan's house immediately. The next day, she looked forward to the dark with anxiety, and felt that time had never passed so slowly.

Gong Ping was not idle. During the day, he specially went to Wen Yating and learned from her that Mu Shan was going to a banquet at night. After that... In short, he would definitely not go home. Then he was relieved, because if he was bumped into by Mu Shan at Mu Shan's house, things would become difficult.

He didn't go to Jin Shanzi's hair salon or Fang Quan's boxing hall that day, but came to wait near Mu Shan's house. At about seven o'clock, the phone rang. It was Qiu Hua's number. Gong Ping immediately came to the gate of Mushan's house and rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?" The face of a woman in her forties appeared on the video phone. It seemed that she should be the nanny of Mu Shan's family. Gong Ping smiled at the position of the camera: "Hello, aunt, I'm Qiu Hua's nephew. I'm here to pick her up."

"Oh, wait a minute." The nanny over there hung up the phone and went to find Qiu Hua. Qiu Hua was impatient not far away and rushed over: "Is it my nephew? Let him in. I can't move such a big pot of flowers. I have to let this young man come!" The nanny nodded: "Then talk to Mrs. Huang."

Not long after, the iron door lock outside popped open. Gong Ping opened the door and walked in. He walked through the small lawn and came to the big house with three floors in the courtyard. The door opened, Qiu Hua came out and said with an excited face, "She's at home, Mu Shan is not here!" What a coincidence today. Some potted flowers were a little withered during the day. Huang Jing asked me to throw them away, so I took the opportunity to beg her to give them to me, otherwise it would be really difficult to find an excuse for you to come in today.

Gong Ping smiled and said nothing. He didn't bother to enter Mu's house at all, because he believed that when a person's life was threatened, he would use all his brains and use all his wrists to protect himself. Therefore, he firmly believes that even if there is no coincidence, Qiu Hua will create a coincidence so that he can enter the mansion.

"This is my nephew." As soon as he entered the house, Qiu Hua hurriedly introduced Gong Ping to another nanny. Gong Ping smiled at him, saluted him politely, and then gave Qiu Hua a look and urged her to take herself to see Huang Jing quickly.

Under the leadership of Qiu Hua, Gong Ping walked into the living room along the porch. In the spacious living room, there is a set of sofas. A huge LCD TV is hanging on the wall, and the idol drama is playing. The little girl in the picture is crying like a tearful person. The little boy stands aside entangled. It's raining in the sky. The raindrops are a little shaking. It feels like the crew in charge of sprinkling water. Faucet.

A woman who is nearly fifty years old is sitting on the sofa watching TV and wiping her tears with the little girl. Qiu Hua took Gong Ping over and asked, "Mrs. Huang, have I moved that flower away?"

The woman waved her hand without looking back, and her not thick or thin arms were as white as peeled radishes: "Take it and take it away. Didn't I tell you all?" The tone is quite bad, but the voice is quite good.

Gong Ping took a look at Qiu Hua, and Qiu Hua immediately said, "Mrs. Huang, didn't you say that your shoulder was always uncomfortable last time? So I called my nephew. He knows massage and has cured a lot of cervical spondylosis and lumbar spondylosis. You can try it. It will definitely work.

Coincidentally, at this time, the TV station inserted an advertisement and looked at the minutes-long countdown in the upper right corner of the screen. Gong Ping couldn't help laughing: "These annoying things are sometimes quite cute!"

Huang Jing wiped her tears, stood up unhappily, and looked back this way. She was wearing a loose nightdress with her curvy hair behind her. It didn't look like a perm, but like natural curly hair. Her figure is good, not fat or thin, which can be described as "right fit", but the most eye-catching thing is her breasts. Her pair of breasts can simply be described by the word "spectation". This kind of breasts belong to a tycoon in Europe and the United States. For Orientals, it is even bigger. There are many wrinkles on the corners of her eyes. The tattoo, her face also became gray, but it can be seen that this woman also fell in love with all sentient beings when she was young.

"Curved hair, and... Now I understand that those huge hammer-like hands represent..." Yun pointed to Huang Jing's chest and laughed. But whether it's good or not, you have to try to know. But I feel that it's 100% her."

Gong Ping felt that there was a very fierce light in her eyes, which meant that she was by no means a simple woman who cried when watching idol dramas. Gong Ping's eyes moved to her back and saw a clear white figure. Her fortune looked exactly the same as herself, which Gong Ping had never seen before.

Gong Ping looked carefully and immediately found that behind her stood a huge black monster. The monster was very simple. The foundation of the body was a huge murderous intention. Several very unpopular hatreds were attached to it, just like a few flies falling on the giant elephant.

This monster is powerful and majestic. In appearance, it is a standard human image, and some organ between its legs is particularly huge. Behind a woman who is nearly 50 years old stands this majestic guy, which looks quite embarrassed. The monster just stood quietly. There was no attempt to attack Huang Jing. It was just facing Huang Jing's luck, and Huang Jing's luck was also standing quietly, facing the monster. Her luck and bad luck confronted each other like this, and no one took action, as if they were hinting at their lives, and they were also in this stalemate.

"The characteristic of that guy is..." Yun whispered next to Gong Ping, "I'm embarrassed to say. But I think this should symbolize Mu Shan. Isn't that guy just likes to play with women? If so, it's really funny. These two of you are looking forward to my death, and I'm looking forward to your death. Ha ha, I don't want to be born on the same day of the same year, but I want to die on the same day of the same year?"

Gong Ping's mind flew around, but his face showed a friendly smile unique to the honest man and bowed to Huang Jing. Huang Jing looked at him and frowned at Qiu Hua: "Thank you for your concern, but I don't need it."

"Your hairstyle..." Gong Ping raised his hand and pointed to Huang Jing's hair. "It's beautiful."

"Thank you." It can be seen that Huang Jing is a very well-bred person. In the face of a young boy he doesn't know, and he is also a relative of the person he hates, he can even reply so politely - although his tone is a little stiff.

"But if you put the bangs on both sides slightly forward, the effect will be better." Gong Ping said with a smile. Please forgive my recklessness, because I think your face shape and figure are really perfect. There is only such a small flaw in your hair, so I can't help saying it. If it offends you, please forgive me.

Huang Jing frowned slightly and looked at Gong Ping. Gong Ping kept smiling. Knowing the success or failure at this time, it was up to whether God took care of him.