There was a black business car parked by the roadside, the driver looked puzzled at the man sitting in the back seat, whose eyes were fixed straight on the couple in the snow.
"President Shen... is there sothing you need to buy?"
Shen Yanchen withdrew his gaze, "To the company."
He hurried back, only to find that she was living pretty well without him.
Gu Qimiao and Mo Ming went to have hot pot. It was great on a winter day.
After dinner, it was almost eight o'clock, and Mo Ming said it was boring and suggested watching a movie.
Thinking that Shen Yanchen hadn't co back yet, going ho alone would be pointless, so she went along.
When the movie ended, it was past ten, the buses had stopped running.
"Where do you live, exactly? I'll go with you."
"No need, you go find a hotel to rest, I'll take a cab back."
Just then, a taxi drove by, Mo Ming reached out to hail it and sent her into the car, "Text when you get there."
"Mm, you keep the scarf, I have another one." Mo Ming reached out to take it, but firmly wrapped it back around her neck, then closed the door with a bang.
Gu Qimiao entered the elevator and imdiately texted Mo Ming to let him know she was safe. He replied with a photo, seemingly of a hotel, and then sent another ssage: The bed here is very comfortable, do you want to co and sleep with ?
The elevator arrived, but she didn't respond. She walked to the door, she had morized the password, and the lock was familiar to her now.
A few beeps, a click, and the door opened.
As she kicked off her shoes and looked for her slippers, she saw a pair of black leather shoes.
He's back?
Just as she was about to turn and look for him, he appeared behind her, looking like he had already showered and changed into a robe, the collar slightly open, revealing his attractive clavicle and chest...
"Where did you go?"
Seeing his serious expression, Gu Qimiao imdiately felt guilty, like a child caught sneaking out to play by their father.
"I... I went out to eat."
"Alone?"
Gu Qimiao didn't hide anything, telling the truth: "With Mo Ming."
Shen Yanchen was taken aback, not expecting her honesty, but then he thought, maybe she felt there was no need to lie to him, and wasn't worried about him getting upset...
Gu Qimiao changed her shoes and saw him still standing there. For a mont, she didn't dare to move, unable to read his emotions. After a few seconds, she asked, "When did you get back?"
"Just now." He turned and walked into the living room, and Gu Qimiao followed.
"So... was the business trip tiring? Are you going to rest now?"
Shen Yanchen pointed to the large clock on the wall, his voice cold, "Look what ti it is."
Gu Qimiao hesitated, rembering him saying she had to be in bed by ten, she lowered her head guiltily, "I'll go to bed after I shower, I won't stay up this late again."
Seeing he had said nothing more and went into his room, Gu Qimiao let out a sigh of relief.
She was worried that if he got upset, he might kick her out.
After resting for several days, her hand injury had almost healed, and she went back to work at the gallery the next day.
Yawning as she went downstairs, Aunt Yang had already prepared breakfast, "Miaomiao, you're up early."
"Aunt Yang, you're early."
"Getting old, I don't sleep much, woke up early. Go call the young master down for breakfast."
Gu Qimiao folded up the long sleeves of her sweater and walked to Shen Yanchen's room.
"Knock knock--"
She knocked twice but got no response, could he still be asleep?
She twisted the doorknob, finding it unlocked, so she gently opened the door and stepped inside...
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