Mr. Gu's heart loves her since ancient times

Chapter 70 You went back, right?

The girl took advantage of his daze, pushed him away, and strode out.

Gu Yan was frozen in place, unable to move, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. He watched the woman walking, stabbing and tearing open the hem of her skirt that did not reach her calves, and skillfully tying up her long, silky hair with her bare hands. At the back of the head.

Passing by a manhole cover, she accidentally tripped over it. The woman stopped, sat on the side of the road and took off her high heels, then smashed the heels off and put them on again.

Before leaving, she threw something in her pocket on the ground. Gu Yan's dark pupils trembled violently, and his heart suddenly hit the bottom.

After a long time, Gu Yan walked to the manhole cover. He bent down and picked up the purse lying alone on the ground.

It was already covered with mud. The man's fingertips rubbed it carefully, but it still left a small mark...

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The next morning, the atmosphere in the conference room was so condensed that it almost turned into ice. When Xiao Li stood on the stage to report, he couldn't help but shiver.

When the meeting finally ended, all the executives let out a long sigh, their backs as stiff as if they had been beaten.

At the door of the CEO's office, another doormat walked out of the office in despair. His face was as pale as an eggplant beaten by frost, and he looked at Secretary Qiao with fear.

She quickly took out a tissue and handed it over. The senior executive thanked him, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, and muttered:

"Mr. Gu, why don't you let me live? You agreed to give me a month, but suddenly it takes half a month to complete it?! Even if the people under me die suddenly while working overtime, they still can't keep up with the progress..."

Secretary Qiao quickly comforted him, and after the executive left, he saw another project leader rushing towards the president's office.

The man held a stack of documents and walked with his head buried in his hands. He didn't receive any hint from Secretary Qiao's wink and pushed open the door of the CEO's office.

However, as soon as the person in charge entered, a large dark cloud floated over his head.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Mr. Gu's dark gaze. His face looked as if the company was about to close down.

The person in charge swallowed subconsciously and suddenly wanted to turn into a little ant and crawl into the cracks in the ground.

Helplessness has already entered, and the person in charge can only stand up to the other party's hard eyes and the pressure that can make people have a heart attack.

I thought to myself that he was just here to ask for authorization, and it shouldn't take long.

Unexpectedly, the CEO only flipped through a few pages before he caught a detail loophole with his sharp eyes. The man's face suddenly sank, and he grabbed him and lectured him all over the face for more than half an hour.

The sound from next door came through, making Secretary Qiao tremble with fear. The next second, the door slammed open.

The project leader nodded and bowed, and while retreating, he picked up the information papers scattered on the ground. His face looked like he had just escaped from death in the crematorium.

Secretary Qiao frowned. She had been with Mr. Gu for so long, and she had never seen him indifferent between public and private affairs. After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone, found Chu Yin's number, and sent a message:
[Ahem~ Did you quarrel with that man? (dog head)]

Otherwise, it makes no sense. Two days ago, I was as tired and crooked as two conjoined twins, and now I am so gloomy and gloomy, it is almost like a storm.

Without waiting for a reply, Secretary Qiao carefully opened a crack in the office curtains. Just as she was about to look in, the cold breath suddenly burst out, causing her to tremble and quickly retract her head.

In the conference room, behind the huge desk, Mr. Gu had a sullen face and was typing on the keyboard.

He furrowed his brows and stared at the screen, his thoughts wandering to nowhere.

When I came back to my senses, I found that the screen was full of garbled codes, and the anxiety in my heart, but I didn't know what to do, suddenly jumped up.

He kicked off the swivel chair suddenly, stood up and walked to the water dispenser to get a glass of water. He didn't see clearly whether the button was red or blue. His long fingers were shaken by the hot water, and the water splashed onto the leather sofa next to him.Ignoring the pain in his fingers, Gu Yan grabbed the coat on the sofa, shook it, and took out an embroidered purse from the inner pocket. He didn't relax until he confirmed that there were no water stains on it.

Staring at the auspicious cloud pattern on his wallet, the man's mind was full of the little woman's smiles, tender and soft calls to him as husband... she was aggrieved and cried out the truth to him...

Looking at it, Gu Yan's eyes were red, holding the purse tightly in his hand, he felt that the soft flesh on the tip of his heart was cut off by a knife, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even breathe.

For a long time, in the empty office, a man's low and hoarse voice came to him:

"You went back...right..."

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Shen house
After coaxing her youngest son to fall asleep, Mrs. Shen returned to the room, sat in front of the dressing table, and patted toner on her face, but the movements of her hands slowed down unknowingly.

For some reason, in the past two days, the image of Chu Yin holding her arm in the corridor in the hospital always appeared in front of her eyes. She remembered that there was a piece of white gauze on it, and from time to time she still thought of the long hair on the pillow in the ward...

Mrs. Shen frowned. The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. It was getting late. After a slight hesitation, she opened her phone and called Mother Gu.

"Hey, it's me, I'm not asleep yet...

Xiao Rui?That brat is fine now, please keep me in mind, um... By the way, why did I seem to see Xiao Chu in the hospital that day?
Oh...Have you gone for a pre-marital physical examination with your son?
Hana, it's okay. Oh my, look at the speed of this young couple, I'm so envious of them!
Alas, our Xiao Che is not good enough yet...It's okay...What can I do? Okay, I won't disturb your sleep, I'm hanging up..."

After Mrs. Shen hung up the phone, she couldn't help but laugh to herself. She had too much imagination to think of so many coincidences.

You must have been nervous about Xiao Rui these past two days, so stop thinking about it...

Father Shen was nowhere to be seen. Mrs. Shen glanced at the date on her phone and realized that the day after tomorrow was the memorial day of her predecessor Shen's mother, so he must be upstairs.

Mrs. Shen took off her champagne-colored suspender nightgown, put on a simple and elegant coat, and went up to the third floor of the villa.

On the left side of the third floor is the utility room, and a large area is vacant on the right side, with a small Buddhist hall in the innermost part.

She slowly pushed the door open, trying not to make any noise. In the not-so-large space, the evergreen lamp was lit all year round. A middle-aged man knelt in front of the Buddha statue. He was dressed in a solemn Tang suit and had a calm and easy-going temperament.

Father Shen was picking up Buddha rice devoutly. Every time he picked up a grain, he recited a Buddha's name. Mrs. Shen did not approach rashly. After he finished, she came up and helped him up.

The man turned his head and glanced at her, smiled and patted the back of her hand, and the two of them walked out of the Buddhist hall hand in hand.

"It won't be a big deal this year."

Father Shen's deep and deep voice sounded, and Mrs. Shen looked over in amazement, her heart moved, but she still shook her head:
"Even if we don't hold a banquet, we still have to order things for worship."

Hearing this, Father Shen nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Unknowingly, it has been more than 20 years...

Maybe it was because his eldest son had been found in the past few years, and the knot in his heart had gradually loosened. He didn't want to disturb the people sleeping underground like he did in previous years by making big moves.

Thinking of his daughter and son who were suffering somewhere, Father Shen sighed and turned to look at his wife.

"Xiao Che, do you have any clues?"

Just as he was talking, Shen Che's call came in...

(End of this chapter)