Chapter 921

"I was just teasing you, was I scared? I will give it to you. After all, it's a waste to stay with me. Only when I give it to you can he get a new life. "

Gu jiuci said sincerely that when she saw Gillian playing the piano, she seemed to see herself in her youth.

Gillian is still silly not lengdeng's look at Gu jiuci, until Gu jiuci greets her to leave, she has not returned to the spirit.

It wasn't until the taxi disappeared around the corner that Gillian suddenly recalled all the things she had just seen, especially the picture of her being knocked by Gu jiuci's wall. At that moment, she felt very hot.

"Ah Jiao, what are you doing standing outside?"

Li Feihong, who was worried that Gillian hadn't returned for a long time, came out and looked at Gillian suspiciously.

"Second uncle, Gu jiuci is so bad and angry ~"

A Jiao looks at her second uncle and starts to cry.

"What's the matter? Did she bully you? "

When Li Feihong heard that, his face suddenly changed and he asked subconsciously.

He said that bullying was a simple bullying between girls, but when she heard Ah Jiao's ears, the bullying suddenly changed a taste and reminded her of the scene just being beaten by the wall.

Ajiao's whole person is as irascible as fried hair in an instant.

"Who was bullied? I am the champion of Sanda in primary school. Can I still be bullied by her? Hum! "

After that, she turned around angrily and ran away, leaving you, Li Feihong, alone in the yard.

"Since you haven't been bullied, why are you so angry?"

In Rolls Royce's car,

Lin Shujing and Huo Mingche are sitting in the back of the car together, but since they got on the car, Huo Mingche has been working on the notebook, without saying a word to her.

It's very quiet in the car. It's even a little awkward.

Lin Shujing thought that she had specially found a stylist to make a model for the first-line artists, who had made a model, burned the Big Bo waves and put on a bright suit, but Huo Mingche didn't respond at all.

Finally, she took advantage of Huo Mingche's just reply to an email, the gap between drinking water, can't help opening her lips.

"Acher, don't you see what's different about me today?"

The man just put down the water glass and looked up and down at Lin Shujing in his spare time, then slightly frowned.

"Shujing, over the years, you are becoming less and less like yourself."

"Not like myself?"

Lin Shujing's face flashed a trace of consternation. Since her work, she has also taken time to go to fashion matching courses in her busy work. Her travel dress has become the object that almost all business elites are competing to imitate.

Even in the film and TV series, many female bosses refer to her for dressing.

She worked so hard, but in exchange for Huo Mingche, unlike herself?

"Good at school."

The man's eyes return to the computer screen, and he adds a sentence casually. Lin Shujing suddenly feels that a basin of cold water has fallen down, which is cool to his heart.

When she went to school, she was dressed like a tomboy. At that time, everyone knew that Huo Mingche was sick of women. No woman could get close to him. Only boys could play with him.

She thought for a long time, he slowly accepted the existence of his own woman, he can turn around.

But it turned out that, more than ten years ago, in his eyes, he never considered her a woman!

No, there is a woman who can get close to him. She is...