Chapter 506

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

Beiming Mo looked at the direction of the sound. The door of the bathroom is made of atomized glass. You can see a fuzzy Figure shaking inside.

Gu Huan was just comfortable washing when he heard the sound of knocking on the glass.

She vigilantly stopped the action in her hand, and then quickly took a bath towel from the hanger around her body, she saw a fuzzy figure standing at the door: "what's the matter with you?"

Then came the voice of Beiming Mo from the outside: "breakfast is ready for you. Come out and eat after the shower. I've got a suit for you to put on the bed. There are still some things in the group. I'm going to pass. "

With that, Gu Huan sees the figure of Beiming Mo disappear at the door. She can not rest assured of quietly and close to the door, holding her breath carefully listen to the outside of the movement.

After a few minutes, she quickly dried herself, gently opened the bathroom door, and then crept out wrapped in a bath towel.

"Beiming ink? Two of the northern underworld

After a few calls, make sure that Beiming Mo has really left.

Then she went back to her bedroom.

There were clothes on the bed. It's really complete, from the inside to the outside.

It's just the clothes that Beiming Mo prepared for her It's a bit of a bad taste.

Forget it, just put it on and wait until you get home to change it for another one.

The coat is a very beautiful professional suit, just like the cheongsam, very close to the body.

Dressed, she came to the dining car. There are two sandwiches on the white plate, a glass of milk and an egg.

***

after breakfast, Gu Huan packed his things and walked out of the room.

For her dance with Beiming Mo in the night sky last night, she always felt that she should be dreaming.

Maybe I've passed out after a glass of wine.

Everything after that should be her dream.

But why do you feel this dream is so real? It's so true that I can recall the cool wind in the night sky last night, and the dancing floor in the air that makes a sound when I step on my feet.

I really regret that I didn't ask this matter face to face when Beiming Mo was here.

Out of curiosity, she decided to go upstairs to see if it was a dream.

She went into the elevator and pressed the top button.

Then, with her memory, she got out of the elevator and turned to enter the safe passage, which was the only way to the platform of the building.

When she reached the exit of the platform along the steps, she saw that the door to the outside was tightly locked, and there was a dry seal.

Gu Huan can't help but start to doubt himself. Maybe he really had a long dream last night.

With her brows locked, she took the elevator back to the first floor, passing the hotel lobby.

I heard someone calling her.

"Miss."

Gu Huan turned his head to see that Xing Huo was standing up from a chair and coming towards her.

When Xinghuo came near, Gu Huan asked him, "how can you be here? Don't you have to go to work?"

"It's the master who asked me to wait for you here and send you home or to work. Young Master Cheng, I have already sent him to school. "

Gu Huan nodded, then looked at him and couldn't help but smile.

This is the punishment fire to smile Leng: "Miss, I..."

"I didn't expect you to be honest. As a result, I got the certificate yesterday and lived with Joe. But it's fair to say that you are now legal and in your own house. " Gu Huan said with a smile.

Xing Huo's face flushed slightly: "in fact, I didn't live with Joe yesterday. Yesterday, I heard Young Master Cheng say that the master told him that you would not come back to live. I feel that Qiao Qiao's health is already like this. Anne has to take care of the little one and she is too busy. So I stayed and stayed in the guest room for one night

"Oh, I've wronged you. You're the master there, but we're making a fuss. " Gu Huan walked towards the door jokingly.

Xing Huo followed her closely: "Miss, what are you talking about. If it wasn't for the owner, where would Joe and I live in such a good house? "

After Gu Huan went out, he saw that his car had stopped at the door.

She went to the side of the car, opened the door, and then said to Xinghuo, "by the way, I think of something I want to ask you."

Xing Huo nodded: "if you have anything, miss, just ask."

"I had a dream yesterday that there was a glass dance floor on the platform of the building, stretching out from the edge of the building. I wanted to go up this morning, but the door was sealed. Do you know if there is this thing in this building? "

Xinghuo seems to have heard it for the first time: "sorry, miss, I haven't heard of it either."

Gu Huan nodded in disappointment. He thought that Xing Huo would follow Bei Ming Mo all day, and he would know such things like the back of his hand. I didn't expect that he didn't know.It seems that this is really going to become a mystery, isn't it?

"Well, you don't have to drive me today. I'll drive myself to work. You go back and do the work. " Gu Huan said and got into his car.

***

GU Huan separated from Xing Huo at the door of the hotel. Instead of driving to work, she wanted to drive around the building. Maybe she could find something.

But in the end let her a little disappointed, she did not find any clues.

In the end, she had to drive to work disappointed.

*

Xinghuo drives back to Beiming's mansion. At the moment, Beiming Mo is standing in front of the French window smoking, and light smoke wafts out of his nostrils from time to time.

"Master, I'm back. Miss didn't ask me to take her to work." Xinghuo reported.

Beiming Mo didn't look back at him, but his eyes were good. He was staring at the opposite building, where something seemed to attract his eyes.

"Huan'er, did she ask you anything?"

Xing Huo nodded: "yes, she asked me about the air dance floor."

"Ha ha, she asked. It seems that she didn't get much stimulation last night. She just fainted. What did you say to her? " Beiming Mo turns around and looks at Xinghuo.

"As you told me, I didn't know about it."

Beiming Mo nodded: "in the future, when you are working on it, you must pay more attention to the surroundings. I don't know when she will go there to find out with this doubt. "

Xing Huo nodded: "don't worry, master."

*

Yangyang just had breakfast in the morning, Jiang Huixin called him to his side: "Yangyang, grandma has something to do with your third uncle at noon today. Would you like to stay at home and have dinner alone?"

Yang Yang looks at Bei Ming Yan standing beside his grandmother.

Beiming Yan shrugged at him, showing a helpless appearance.

It doesn't matter to Yangyang where Grandma goes, but even if his third uncle is not at home, he can't stand it. But he soon thought of the best candidate to replace the third uncle.

"Well, can I ask Mr. Luo to come home early to accompany me?" Yang Yang thought about it and said.

"Yes, yes. Actually, I thought of it. I'll give him a call and ask him to come here before we leave. " Jiang Huixin said, took out the mobile phone to find Lohan's phone.

More than an hour later, Lohan arrived.

"Miss Luo, I'm really sorry to ask you to come ahead of time. It's just that I have something to do today and I'm a little worried about leaving Yangyang alone. " Jiang Huixin said.

Lohan said with a smile, "you're welcome, madam Beiming. I don't have anything to do today."

Jiang Huixin packed up and said to Yang Yang, "Yang Yang, you are at home with Mr. Luo."

Yang Yang nodded.

Jiang Huixin takes Beiming Yan out of the hall, and directly takes Beiming Yan's car to leave Beiming's old house.

"Mom, it's just talking. Is there anything you can't just say at home, or take Yangyang with you? "

North Ming Yan side is driving a car to ask a way.

Jiang Huixin sat in the co pilot's seat: "Yan Yan, after a while, you will understand why you want to avoid Yangyang."

Beimingyan drove the car and stopped in front of a teahouse called Tianxiang pavilion under the guidance of Jiang Huixin.

There are already people waiting for them here. Seeing Jiang Huixin and Beiming Yan get out of the car, the hall manager greets them with a smiling face: "madam Beiming and three young masters of Beiming are here. Yajian is ready for you. "

Then he respectfully took them to the teahouse. They went up the elevator to the third floor. Along a narrow corridor came to the door of a private room: "Mrs. Beiming, this is it."

Beimingyan looked up and wrote two words on the door frame: the wind

* *

the lobby manager led Jiang Huixin and beimingyan into the private room.

Then, a pretty looking waitress came in with a tea tray.

"Mrs. Beiming, please taste our kungfu tea. If you have anything to say hello to, I'll be on call. " With that, the lobby manager withdrew from the private room.

Beimingyan took a cup of kungfu tea that had just been brewed and took a sip. Looking at the antique decorations around him, he said to Jiang Huixin, "Mom, which one are you singing? I found a private room, and what's the name of it? I don't know. I think you've seen too many spy dramas."

Jiang Huixin white son one eye: "you don't take your mother I tease ah, today is a business."

Said, she took out the mobile phone from her small bag and dialed Beiming feiyuan.

After a while, the phone was connected, and Jiang Huixin's face immediately showed a smile: "feiyuan, are you free now? I'm in Tianxiang Pavilion teahouse now. You two can come. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's have a chat. By the way, call Yifeng, too. I think the child is dead. "Then she simply explained the location of the teahouse.

*

in the past two days, GT group has been doing a lot of things, such as press conference and ball.

We can see some news about them almost every day. Moreover, the high profile of GT group makes the leaders of other departments of Beiming group see the dawn of Beiming's future.

And the view of Beiming ink has gradually changed.

This makes Beiming Yifeng feel a little upset, originally his reputation in a little bit of improvement, but in this way was almost back to the original shape.

He is now sitting in the office bored, his phone rang up, took the phone to see is the father called.

On weekdays, my father seldom calls himself. It's supposed to be something.

"Dad, what can I do for you?"