Inexplicable, Gu Hao's face slightly red.

It makes people blush inexplicably.

She soon regained her consciousness and understood what he meant.

Gu Hao pursed his lips and said, "thank you for your instruction. But now that chief editor Lin is editor in chief, she is very good to our subordinates. She does have dreams. It's not easy. I don't want to play with her rules of the workplace, and I don't want to calculate her."

The wind Yi Chen Mou Guang is twinkle, deep a few Xu, looking at her, eyeground flash a wipe of appreciation.

"I don't think there's any problem with the rules, but it's not easy for Ms. Lin. I admire her from the bottom of my heart, so I don't want to play with her."

Feng Yi Chen turned a white eye: "Lin Fanghua is a pure woman in your heart?"

"Much better, at least for now." Gu Hao said, "it's the best person I've ever met in my career."

Wind Yi Chen eyebrow wrung: "she is the best person you met?"

Gu Hao nodded, very serious.

As a result, the face of wind Yi Chen instantly pulls down.

He was not a good man in her heart.

He was upset.

Sink down the face, the wind Yi Chen continues to look at the thing in the hand, no longer speech.

Gu Hao took out the phone and sent a message to Lin Fanghua, telling her to come.

The wind Yi Chen raises a head, look at her, tone does not have before angry, sink voice way: "OK, about advertisement matter, you think good, can come to me."

Gu Hao was stunned and couldn't help but smile: "are you serious?"

She realized that he was not teasing her.

He didn't say a word. He felt a little tired. His eyebrows were wrinkled. His long fingers rubbed his eyebrows. It seemed that he had a headache.

Gu Hao saw him rubbing his eyebrows and asked, "do you have a headache?"

He has a headache. It's killing him.

This woman makes him very unhappy now, but he knows that haste is not speed.

"It's OK." The wind Yi Chen hands the manuscript to her, way: "you can go back."

"But you just said about advertising." Gu said to him that if he was serious, he could talk about it.

The wind Yi Chen actually did not have that kind of excitement, indifferent voice rings: "say again later."

Gu Hao didn't know what happened to him. Suddenly, he lost his spirit and didn't want to mention it again.

She pursed her lips, picked up the manuscript, put it into her bag, zipped it up, and said to Feng Yichen, "Mr. Feng, I'll go first."

"Well."

"Thank you for your cooperation." Gu Hao again sincerely thanks: "thank you."

The wind Yi Chen just lightly looked at her one eye, insipid rise.

Gu Hao turns and leaves.

Until take the elevator downstairs, she also did not want to understand, the wind Yi Chen why suddenly sink down the face is not happy.

I don't understand. I just don't want to.

The next morning, the newspaper was sold out at noon because of the interview with Feng Yi Chen.

Lin Fanghua was very happy.

The newspaper office also received a call back. Many enthusiastic citizens called and praised the newspaper. They sincerely appreciated the newspaper's revision and no longer published the vulgar peeping Star News.

Lin Fanghua is very happy, this version, began to look for all kinds of successful people.

Gu Hao is even busier.

In a flash, a week passed.

She busily interviewed the other two successful people. Although she was not famous for Feng Yichen, she brought a good head because of the report of Feng Yichen. It was very helpful to take good care of the work behind her. She successfully interviewed other people.

When she was busy, she suddenly remembered that it was time for the DNA to come out.

Just thinking, the phone rings.

When she saw it, it happened to be the landline, the hospital phone.

"Hello." Take care of the phone.

"Miss Gu, it turns out to be out. You can take it."

"Well, I'll be there in a minute." Gu Hao got up immediately, a little nervous. She took up her bag and went to the editor's office to ask for leave from Lin Fanghua: "chief editor, I have something to do. I'll leave for an hour, and I'll send the manuscript to your mailbox."

"In a hurry?" Seeing her look a little excited, Lin Fanghua said with concern: "if it's very urgent, I'll let the driver take you."

"It's OK. Don't send me. I can go by myself."

"Well, I'm not at all polite. Please call me if you have anything." Lin Fanghua appreciated her more and more, and cared more and more: "don't be polite to me."

"Well, good."

Gu Hao left the newspaper office and went to the hospital.

Along the way, her mind was in a mess, and her heart rate was also accelerating. I didn't know what the result was. Whether they could match.

And this week, wind Yi Chen did not look for her again.

Not once.She sent him a message and asked him if he had read the newspaper. He didn't reply.

At this point, Gu Hao did not look for him again.

It has been a week, she suddenly found, a week has not seen, the heart empty.

Along the way with a nervous mood, to the hospital.

Get out of the car, go to the test room, get the results.

The doctor who gave the report gave her the result and handed it to her and said, "Miss Gu, the genetic results are compared. There is a parent-child relationship between the two."

Gu Hao's heart raised.

The brain is also buzzing up, a white light flashed, leaving only this sentence: "there is a parent-child relationship between the two -"

is mo the son of Feng Yichen?

She was stunned, stupidly repeating, "it's his son, isn't it?"

"Yes, in other words, that's it. The blood sample comparison shows that your son has a father-child relationship with the blood samples left on your fingernails before."

"No mistakes?" Gu Hao is still unbelievable.

The doctor laughed and explained, "Miss Gu, we are an authoritative organization. Medical science can't be fake. It's true. If you have doubts about our results, you can go to the authoritative department of another Grade-A hospital for re identification."

"No, No Gu Hao immediately shook his head: "I'm just a little excited, not questioning the results."

Isn't that what she wants?

She took the report, clasped her hands tightly, and then left.

She came out of the hospital, walked very slowly, has been walking for a long time, found a street bus stop sign, sat down in the waiting chair, did not move for a long time.

Her eyes were empty, looking at the traffic.

Ink is the child of wind Yi Chen, originally not Chi Jing Xi, really not.

Six years ago, she followed the wind Yi Chen one night wrong, bearing the fruit of ink.

All of a sudden, she stood up and waved.

A taxi stopped and she got into it.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Wind house." There was a tremor in Gu Hao's voice.

The driver quickly took her to the wind house.

She got out of the car, stood under the building, looked up at the tall building, murmured: "wind Yi Chen, how should I face you?"