I'm married to the mysterious Emperor Shao

Chapter 13

While checking out, Lan Baoer suddenly received a call from the editor-in-chief and went outside to answer the phone.

Gu Shiyou silently took out his gold card, paid the bill and walked to the door.

Just in time, I heard Lan Baoer say into the phone: "Is Fang Tianji's Mr. Fang?...Okay, I'll meet him later."

President Fang of Fangtian Century...

Notorious old man.

This woman dared to deal with that kind of old man under his nose, she was tired of working!
Gu Shiyou reached out and snatched Lan Baoer's cell phone, and pressed the hang up button by the way, and said coldly, "You want to meet Fang Wei?"

Lan Baoer frowned displeasedly, "Mr. Gu, it seems that what I do has nothing to do with you?"

As soon as the words fell, the man stretched out his hand and burst into a domineering chill.

Murderous!
Lan Baoer hesitated for a second, and hurriedly changed her words: "We need to talk about work matters, not personal matters!"

Gu Shiyou frowned, "Aren't you unemployed?"

"Who told you I don't have a job,"

After a pause, Lan Baoer stared suspiciously at the expressionless iceberg face, "Have you been paying attention to me?"

"Junlun told me."

"..."

It's the big mouth of Gu Ershao again.

Sir, these brothers are trying to play her to death!

She is just an ordinary person, and she doesn't want to get entangled with players at the top of the pyramid, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to her undercover work in the future.

Thinking of this, Lan Bao'er solemnly disregarded the relationship.

"Mr. Gu, I've already thought about the answer. It was just an accident that night. We are all adults. Let's take it as a beautiful encounter. As for the suit I'm wearing, when I get paid, I will definitely give the money to you." Give it back to you, and we will not violate the water of the river in the future."

The implication is that you want to unilaterally break up with him?

Heh... She can't think about it.

Gu Shiyou said in a deep voice, "We'll talk about breaking up next time, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, he stepped towards the Maybach on the side of the road.

Lan Bao'er squinted at him. Is this man really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, can't understand human words?

Who the hell broke up with him, they have never been together!

Hearing that there was no movement behind him, Gu Shiyou suddenly turned around, "You want me to carry you into the car?"

A voice without any emotion, every word pokes your heart.

"No, no need!"

Lan Baoer backed up in resistance, turned around and ran after a few steps.

"Mr. Gu, let's get together and get together..."

The sound goes with the wind.

In ancient times, you were left in the same place, with a chill around your body, as if the severe cold enveloped the earth.

……

The Mengsha Charity Gala is held in the Mengsha Hall, and there are still 10 minutes before the party starts. Most of the invited guests have already taken their seats. Dozens of top-end luxury cars are parked in the open-air parking lot outside the Mengsha Hall, which is particularly eye-catching .

Suddenly a white taxi stopped at the door, and several celebrities who hadn't seated yet looked at it curiously, and at the same time, there was deep contempt in their eyes.

The one who came by taxi must be poor.

Lan Bao'er got out of the car, ignored the strange gazes of others, and went straight into the Mengsha Pavilion.

The party was held in the Oriental Hall on the third floor, and the first part was a charity auction.

At this time, the seats in the hall were almost full, and Lan Baoer could only sit in the last row.

Just as he sat down, someone behind him suddenly said, "Master Lu, Gu Shiyou's car is parked outside."

"What is he doing?"

"Should also be attending a charity gala."

"No matter what he comes to do, he must get the box."

"Yes."

……

Hearing them mention Gu Shiyou's name, Lan Bao'er looked back curiously.

Inadvertently meeting a pair of deep sea-like black eyes, his heart tightened suddenly, and his breath missed a beat.

　Some readers reported that the previous content was not good-looking, so I deleted and edited 2000 words. Friends who catch up with this chapter can clear the buffer and start reading from Chapter 18, or read the article again and then connect to the plot.

　　Finally, I would like to thank every friend who seriously gave advice to the son, and thank you for your support, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)