Chapter 163

"It's urgent this morning, so I didn't notice your call and hung up later." Mujiutian frowned and explained, "I didn't mean to, and I'm still here in the morning. I have nothing to do with DIX."

Chuckling sounds in the quiet space, and the well-defined fingers are beating on the armrest at will.

"Mrs. Gu." Gu Shaoqing suddenly called her: "the morning thing is not about that man."

Dix?

She nodded and shook her head again: "it's not all about him. It's because he recently accepted an employee..."

Gu Shaoqing listened to her explanation patiently. The speed of finger beating became rhythmic. She said in a low voice: "Mrs. Gu, did you tell me before that you would break up with Dix?"

"He and I are just friends."

"Did you tell me?"

His voice suddenly rose, making Mu Jiu sweet and choking. He stared at Gu Shaoqing's handsome face for several seconds, nodded and said, "yes, I did."

The man stared at her, raised his eyelids and laughed: "what about Mrs. Gu now?"

Mujiutian felt that today's Gu Shaoqing was particularly difficult to communicate. He stepped forward two steps and stood in front of him: "Gu Shaoqing, I have told you before and now that Dix and I have known each other since five years ago. I have a friend relationship with him. I hope you don't think much about it."

"I didn't think much about it." Gu Shaoqing's deep eyes were locked on her face. Her eyes were warm and palpitating: "but I really want to know, since Mrs. Gu and Dix are friends, why can't you tell me directly?"

Squinting: "don't tell me about Bartley or Dix, Mrs. Gu. It seems that you're not hiding anything from me."

Take a deep breath: "I just don't think it's necessary."

"What's not necessary?"

"There's no need to inform everyone about my going to pick him up." Mujiutian closed his eyes: "I went to pick him up because I was in the relationship of friends. I only took up one morning, just like now. I will come back to have dinner with you at noon, go to work in the afternoon, and go home with you in the evening."

Mujiutian looks at Gu Shaoqing and sits on the chair not far away. Her hands are folded on her abdomen. She looks at her face to face, holding a low-key but elegant posture and looking down on her like a God.

For a long time, he didn't speak, he just sneered.

Like an invisible needle pricking a ball full of gas, Mu Jiutian bit his lip and pressed his forehead. His voice was hoarse and powerless: "forget it, you can think what you want. Today's thing is my fault. I admit that I have nothing to say."

Turn around, raise your feet, quickly go to the door to stop: "the dishes are all you like, eat a little."

The door opened and closed, and Gu Shaoqing looked at the food on the tea table. There was a dark awn at the bottom of his eyes, and the thread didn't move.

After turning to the finance department to ask about the situation, Mu Jiutian went back to qingzhai.

Unable to pay attention to Aunt Yu who came to ask, she closed the door of her bedroom with her backhand. She didn't change her clothes. She was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt. She felt dizzy.

Aunt Yu was busy with the work at hand, while she was distracted and looked upstairs. For a long time, she couldn't wait for anything. She went upstairs and knocked on the door: "madam, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you?"

No one responded to her.

Aunt Yu, as a helper, could not enter the space of the master without permission. She patted the door again: "madam, are you asleep?"

"Nothing." Two clear words came in from inside, slightly hoarse: "I'm a little uncomfortable, want to have a good rest, you don't use to disturb me."

There was no way. Aunt Yu waited until Gu Shaoqing came home, but did not wait for mu Jiutian to come down from upstairs.

I don't know when the suit I put on in the morning was changed into a pure black coat. Aunt Yu took a look at it more and took the initiative to welcome it up: "Sir, my wife said she was uncomfortable at noon and hasn't come out yet. Do you want to ask a family doctor to come over?"

Woollen coat was casually put on one side, smelling that the wrinkles between his eyebrows were a little deeper: "she didn't have lunch?"

"No

"What nonsense?" He was ready to go upstairs. He saw the driver come in from the outside in a hurry, holding a paper bag in his hand and handing it to him: "Sir, this is what the wife left in the car."

The trademark of women's clothing department is very eye-catching. Gu Shaoqing thinks that the coat she bought for herself at noon seems to belong to this market, so she takes it and sweeps her eyes at will. It seems that there is a white note in it, which is obviously different from the sky blue dress.He took it out, and the French on it was fluent with pen, and there was a small habitual tick at the end. He had seen this kind of writing.

On Kleist's contract.

Skirts and cars are new year gifts for you. I hope you like them.

No ambiguous words, but let Gu Shaoqing's breath more gloomy down.

Sure enough, at the bottom of the bag, there was a small box with a car key inside.

Everyone knows the trademark above.

Porsche.

Open the door and walk into mojiutian's room. There is no light in it. The woman's long black hair is on the plain sheet. The whole person is lying under the quilt, a little one, with her knees curled up in front of her body.

Gu Shaoqing stood at the head of the bed and watched for a few seconds.

Also forget who said, such a sleeping position, on behalf of no sense of security.

He raised his hand to wake her up. His eyes were dim. Mujiutian got up from the bed. He didn't take off his coat. He looked up at him: "what's the matter, Mr. Gu?"

Face also with the traces of being pressed out, but in the first time there is no sense of sleepiness, the rest is only warm and cool alienation.

"Where did you go in the morning? Who have you met? "

"If you're still going to ask about Dix, I remember I've already told you that." Mu wine sweet yawned, tone light: "I don't eat dinner, very sleepy, want to rest."

After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't speak. Mujiutian lay down again to rest.

Heavy body suddenly covered up, she subconsciously struggle, but was clasped hands.

"Gu Shaoqing." A little annoyed, she looked at the handsome face close at hand: "if there's anything we can say, OK? Do you have to question me in this way? "

Gu Shaoqing took a look at her and gave her a peaceful kiss on the cheek: "I'll find someone to design the wedding dress and ring according to your mind. It's tomorrow. You'll see if there's any need to modify it, and then we'll get married sometime."

The wrist is still buttoned, so the posture to discuss such a topic, Mu Jiutian feel a little funny: "Mr. Gu, are you sure you want to marry me?"

"You don't want to?"

"I just think there are many problems between you and me. It's better to wait until things are behind the scenes than to get married in a hurry and quarrel again and again to lead to divorce."

"Mujiu is sweet." He suddenly called her full name, pressed her tight: "do not want to marry me, but accept other men's gifts."

Smile, the rest of the words he did not say.

In those black eyes with anger, mujiutian remembers that Jesse seems to have given her a gift.

But it's just a skirt.