Yang Fuxiao turned around and walked forward, but probably because the front momentum was too strong, resulting in insufficient back momentum, and he tripped after taking two steps.

  She once discussed with her good friend Xin Man the top ten most embarrassing moments for women, and tripping in high heels ranked third.

  Really. The two of them had once spent a whole day squatting at the entrance of a roadside tea shop that specialized in setting up sunshades, just to observe women with various postures on the side of the road.

  Of course, it's also possible that when there's a boyfriend or husband around, they'll help out after hearing a "hmmph" and can play their part.

  But there are many times when it's just like Yang Furong.

  Yang Xiao wore a pair of slippers in his junior year and sprained his foot, and was ruthlessly ridiculed by his roommates for a week.

  Now she couldn't let Gu Qingcheng mock her anymore.

  But those detestable high heels.

  In the end, she still couldn't hold on, Yang Xiao squatted down and rubbed her ankle, seeing that it had already swollen into a big package. She didn't dare to move at all, the last time she sprained her foot in loafers was nothing compared to high heels, which were much more powerful.

  She was wearing a short dress, squatting on the ground wasn't very convenient, she had to bend her legs to avoid exposure. When she stood up and wanted to lean against the trunk of a French plane tree to rest for a while, a pair of black leather shoes suddenly appeared in her line of sight, looking very shiny and familiar, it was the same pair that Gu Qingcheng wore at Fangda's banquet last night.

  At this time, Yang Fu Xiao really wanted to pretend to have amnesia and didn't want such a keen observational power of good memory.

  She directly leaned on one leg to stand up, tilted her head and walked past Gu Qingcheng's side, of course. At this time, her gait was limping, which was quite uncomfortable. Moreover, she had sprained her ankle and was still wearing high heels, which was suicidal. Now that she had thrown away her high heels and was walking barefoot in front of Gu Qingcheng, it was even more suicidal.

  Just as Yang Fu Xiao's mind was in a mess, her body suddenly felt light and she was directly hugged from behind.

  Actually, it would be great if a prince charming could come and give me a hug at this moment.

  But...

  "Put me down!"

  The world in front of her eyes spun around, Yang Xiao's head was dizzy, thinking it was a princess hug, but as a result, she was directly put on Gu Qingcheng's shoulder, feeling that the air in her lungs was about to be squeezed out, and she couldn't help but cough twice.

  Gu Qingcheng walked to the side of the car. He directly opened the car door and pushed Yang Fuxiao into the back seat. Before Yang Fuxiao could react and try to get out, he squeezed in and also locked the car door with Dong Zhe in the front seat.

  Yang Mu Xiao rubbed her own ribs, glaring at Gu Qing Cheng: "Gu Qing Cheng, are you talking nonsense? Didn't you just tell Dong Zhe to inform me," she paused for a moment, cleared her throat, and imitated Gu Qing Cheng's old-fashioned tone of voice, "'If you don't get on my car now, then you'll never have to get on my car again...' Who said that? And what do you mean by this now?"

  Dong Zhe, who was driving in front, took a glance at Yang Fu Xiao through the rearview mirror and turned his impending laughter into a light cough, also honking the horn twice.

  Gu Qingcheng's gaze swept over Dong Zhe and fell back on Yang Fuxiao's face: "You're now on the car."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  She was truly speechless.

  Yang Mu Xiao turned her face to look out the car window, her face no longer showing the anger from earlier, but instead looking very tired. After sitting in the police station for a whole night, she was now feeling pain all over her body, and if it weren't for Gu Qing Cheng sitting on the other end, she would have directly lain down on the back seat to stretch out her body.

  She felt drowsy and suddenly her ankle cooled down a bit.

  Last time by the swimming pool, my ankle got cool and I fell into the pool almost drowning to death. This time, I reflexively lifted my foot to kick, then heard a dull hum.

  Yang brushed past Xiao and turned his head, looking at Gu Qingcheng with some surprise. The latter tilted his head back slightly, raised his hand to rub his chin.

  She took one look and didn't hesitate, kicking Gu Qingcheng instead.

  Yesterday evening, two people fought on the street stall. It was under the circumstances that Gu Qingcheng was half asleep and half awake, perhaps Gu Qingcheng had already forgotten, but now she kicked him, in his absolute sober state, and still in front of his trusted subordinates...

  This should be more embarrassing than ten moments of a woman... feels like can't show face.

  She had already mourned for herself three times in her heart, originally wanting to open her mouth to beg for mercy, but thinking that this would be too unspirited, so she simply turned around and stopped talking, anyway, kicking was just kicking.

  Gu Qingcheng grasped Yang Fuxiao's ankle and didn't let go, directly lifting his leg up and placing it on top. Before Yang Fuxiao could react, Gu Qingcheng used two fingers to press down on the swollen lump on his ankle. For a moment, Yang Fuxiao couldn't control his voice and let out a sharp cry.

  Ouch!

  Gu Qingcheng raised the corner of his eye, took a look at the trembling and fearful gesture that wanted to move away, and was afraid that he would touch him again. He smiled and said, "It's okay, it didn't hurt any bones, just rest for a few days and it'll be fine."

  "How did you know it didn't hurt your bones? Don't we need to go to the hospital for an X-ray?"

  This time Gu Qingcheng didn't respond, but instead sat in front of Dong Zhe and said: "Boss had previously removed bullets from my shoulder and reattached the broken wrists of our brothers. He said it's nothing, then it's nothing."

  Yang Fu Xiao hummed in his stomach.

  After returning to the hotel, Yang Fuxiao felt that after a period of settling down, her feet hurt even more and she couldn't exert any strength. Gu Qingcheng bent down wanting to carry her up, but she hastily waved her hand: "No need."

  If she were to come again, she would probably throw up all the leftovers from last night.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned back against the car door, "Can you walk now?"

  It's indeed...a bit difficult.

  It's mainly about wearing high heels, if it's a pair of loose flat shoes or slippers, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

  "Then... General Gu, can we discuss something," Yang Fuxiao smiled, "don't use force."

  Fang Shu came down from upstairs just in time to see Gu Qingcheng carrying Yang Fuxiao horizontally into the elevator, and she was a little surprised, "President Gu..."

  "Go to the pharmacy and buy Yunnan Baiyao."

  Fang Shu heard this and his eyes naturally moved to Yang Fu Xiao's hand holding the high heels, then to her bare legs and swollen ankle, which was as big as an egg, with a look of "I knew it".

  "Miss Yang is a porcelain body, and she breaks easily with just a slight bump."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  "Pack two portions of food back."

  "Yes."

  The elevator arrived at the designated floor, Gu Qingcheng walked out of the elevator, and Fang Shu pressed the first floor again.

  Back in the hotel room, Gu Qingcheng took out two ice packs from the refrigerator and applied them directly to Yang Mochen's swollen ankle.

  Yang Furong's eyes widened instantly, and that icy coldness immediately dispelled the pain.

  "Hold it with your own hands."

  "Oh, okay, thank you."

  Yang brushed off the dawn, got up and lifted his legs, pressed the ice bag with his hand, and looked at Gu Qingcheng who was walking around in the room.

  Broad shoulders and narrow waist, a white shirt tucked into Western-style trousers, under the golden sunlight shining in from the window, giving off a particularly gentlemanly feel.

  But anyone who has ever been in contact with him must know that the gentleman is just a disguise, and he doesn't understand how to cherish and appreciate women at all.

  If he didn't look exactly like Xu Mochen, she would have never taken the initiative to get close to him, easily short-lived.

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly turned around and caught Yang Muxiao's eyes off guard.

  Yang Xiao was swept away by Gu Qingcheng's piercing gaze, her eyes hastily dodging and hiding, with a hint of resentment. Why should she be afraid of him? So, she coughed twice, picked up the water cup on the bedside table, moistened her lips, and tried to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere, then found a topic: "Is that woman really named Qian Duoduo?"

  Yang Fu Xiao was undoubtedly not good at small talk. In both her public and private life, she seemed to have chosen the worst possible topic.

  After all, this woman named Qian Duoduo had appeared in Gu Qingcheng's drunken private room, and she had just come out of the bath.

  "I don't know."

  Yang Fu Xiao thought angrily: Don't know if there are ghosts, will flies not bite uncracked eggs?

  Gu Qingcheng must have had an ulterior motive.

  But it's a bit unbalanced.

  Why is it that whenever she lies, she always gets caught red-handed, but now Gu Qingcheng is obviously lying, yet she doesn't know where to start to expose him.

  She had thought it through clearly in the car earlier, and now she realized that going against Gu Qingcheng was not beneficial to her at all. Not to mention that they were currently in Shanghai, but once they returned to C City, and her body was once again under the control of the Yang family...

  It's really hard to imagine, but suddenly I feel it's better to follow Gu Qingcheng in Shanghai.

  Gu Qingcheng was originally just looking at the small trinkets Yang Fuxiao had placed on the tea table, but after Yang Fuxiao spoke her first sentence, he lost interest in those decorations and leaned against the wall, turning to look at her. Di Keng Zhuangdi.

  With arms crossed, I really didn't do anything and carefully sized things up.

  Yang Mu Xiao couldn't stand it when others kept staring at her, even if she turned her face away, she could still feel that kind of gaze, like a brush, with a certain erotic feeling.

  So Yang Fu Xiao prayed in her heart that Secretary Fang would come back soon and start talking about the second topic.

  "Was there news about last night's banquet in the newspaper?"

  Gu Qingcheng continued to be the topic terminator "I don't know."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  She thought that Gu Qingcheng must have done it on purpose, so she simply took out her phone and searched for it herself.

  Because yesterday's news about Sun Lao's grandson's full moon banquet was the headline, she naturally searched for it on the front page and found a large photo and article. Fortunately, there was no mention of her.

  "Was it you who helped me suppress the news in the newspaper?"

  "Uh-huh."

  After hearing Gu Qingcheng's answer, Yang Fuxiao finally didn't think the man in front of her was hateful anymore, and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Gu."

  She then searched online for some posts on entertainment and financial forums, and found that there were mentions of the incident that happened yesterday, and even a post about her being flamed.

  Yang Fuxiao was shocked and took a deep breath, unexpectedly digging up the fact that she was the daughter of the Yang family in C City. Moreover, there was even a reply below: "What kind of thousand gold? She's just an adopted daughter, raised by them!"

  She was immediately startled and broke out in a cold sweat, flipping her phone directly onto the bed.

  She is the adopted daughter of the Yang family, and apart from Meng Xi and Xin Man, her two closest friends, no one else knows about it. This matter is not something that can be publicly acknowledged, and the Yang family's adoption of her was not done through formal channels, so it has always been kept secret, with very few people outside knowing about it.

  Yang Fengxia touched her chest and suddenly felt a sense of panic in her heart.

  She finally realized the horror of human flesh on the internet. She really didn't want her normal life to be affected, and she was even more afraid of affecting her grandmother in a small county town.

  "Does he know fear now?" Gu Qingcheng suddenly spoke up:

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng, and found that this person was indeed a nanoscale camera recorder, absolutely not missing even the slightest change in expression on your face.

  "But yesterday's Momo was really pitiful..."

  Gu Qingcheng sneered and interrupted Yang Fuxiao's words: "Then, in this world, there are many pitiful people. Can you distinguish which one is true feelings and which one is false intention?"

  "Can't tell them apart."

  They are all struggling for money, she can't just sit and watch, besides, she doesn't have the ability to help, does she? In fact, there is no way to extend a helping hand.

  As a result, it turned out that she was the victim in the end.

  She had always wanted to leave the university campus, earn money and be able to support herself so that she could move out of the Yang's house. But now she finally realized that this world was really cruel and not as beautiful as she had imagined.

  Then, for the next few minutes, Yang Wenyi held an ice pack with one hand and pressed it against her ankle, looking dejected, her long hair falling from her shoulder to cover half of her face.

  The mattress beside her suddenly sank down, a hand brushed aside her hair and tucked it behind her ear, Yang Fu Xiao's heart tightened, in the instant she looked up, she even mistook the person in front of her for Xu Mu Xiang.

  She has now mastered the knack of being alone with Gu Qingcheng, and will not often get distracted, or to put it another way, she can quickly adjust her mood within a few seconds after getting distracted by Xu Mochen. For example, putting Xu Mochen in a corner of her heart, purely treating Gu Qingcheng as Gu Qingcheng.

  "Mr. Gu, don't stare at me with that gaze, it's making me a bit nervous."

  Yang Fengxia gently moved back a little, and in front of her, Gu Qingcheng suddenly grabbed her wrist, startling her: "Gu... Mr. Gu?"

  It was just a second, and Gu Qingcheng's expression on his face suddenly returned to calmness, his eyes like a deep pool, undisturbed, releasing Yang Fugao's wrist, because the force he used to grip her wrist was very strong, there was a red mark on Yang Fugao's wrist.

  Yang Buruoxiao hastily withdrew her hand, and with another hand, she stroked her wrist twice.

  Gu Qingcheng stared into Yang Fu's eyes and said: "If it weren't for Xu Muxiang, perhaps you and I would never have had any intersection."

  Yang Mu Xiao suddenly froze.

  This was the first time Gu Qingcheng mentioned Xu Mochen's name in front of Yang Fuqiao.

  But what does Gu Qingcheng mean by this sentence?

  Yang Mu Xiao hadn't had time to ask when the doorbell rang. Gu Qing Cheng walked over and opened the door.

  Fang Shu had already bought Yunnan Baiyao and red flower oil. Gu Qingcheng asked Yang Fuxiao to put her legs flat on the bed, poured red flower oil into the palm of her hand, and at the moment she touched Yang Fuxiao's ankle, she shouted "Wait a minute!"

  To be honest, Yang Mochen was really confused about Gu Qingcheng's half-baked doctor.

  "Mr. Gu, have you given anyone a massage before?"

  "No."

  Don't answer like that! Can't you think for a second before answering?

  "It's better not to use red flower oil then, just spray some Yunnan Baiyao and I'll be fine. I'm not that fragile, besides, I'm not in a hurry to return to C city, I can take my time..."

  I'm in a hurry.

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Forget it, let's just follow our fate, even if it hurts a bit, it will be over soon.

  Yang Fuxiao's skin was the kind of white that could show blood vessels, especially on her feet, where you could see the blood flowing under the skin. So now a big lump on her ankle that had gradually swollen up looked particularly terrifying. When Gu Qingcheng pressed his palm against her ankle with force for an instant, Yang Fuxiao felt like she was about to ascend to heaven.

  It's definitely not enjoyment, but purgatory.

  Fang Shu, who was standing on one side, felt that she had heard the most miserable scream in history, and even killing a pig didn't require such misery.

  After coming out of Yang Wu's room, Fang Shu reported to Gu Qingcheng: "The stock market of Fangda Group has warmed up, and several directors have not received any news for the time being. It seems that there is a intention to reuse Liang Yufan, but it is just speculation."

  "Hmm," Gu Qingcheng said, "I'll take care of Liang Yufan's place, you just keep an eye on Fang Da's antique pieces."

  "Yes."

  ………………

  The next two days were the most difficult for Yang Fuqiao, lying in bed with his leg tied to the ceiling with a rope, feeling unbearable pain. By the third day, he felt slightly better and could exert some strength.

  This Shanghai trip was a disaster, Yang Fu Xiao simply stayed in the hotel and didn't go out. Since Gu Qingcheng had Fang Shu following him, he was now dealing with some thorny issues between the subsidiary's Ya Huan Hotel and Fang Da Hotel. She was too inexperienced to intervene, so she could only study the materials Fang Shu brought back thoroughly.

  Fang Shu is the chief secretary of Gu Qingcheng in MSC, has been in MSC for eight years, and has followed two presidents. The cases she summarized are very representative. Yang Fuxiao spent a few days recovering from his injuries at the hotel, repeatedly reviewing some classic cases three or four times, analyzing some of the handling methods thoroughly, and browsing through entertainment gossip posts on the forum when he had nothing to do.

  Of course, she was just a spectator too.

  It just so happened that every day, apart from someone regularly delivering takeout, Fang Shu came to give her supplementary knowledge about economics and finance. Suddenly, she realized that it had been several days since she last saw Gu Qingcheng.

  Suddenly feel a little bit of longing.

  This idea suddenly emerged, and Yang Xiao shook his head.

  Why miss him?

  He just wanted to make a fool of himself all along!

  However, it can't be denied that what Gu Qingcheng told her was right. In the short two months since entering the workplace, although she couldn't say she had seen all the ups and downs of life, she had gained some understanding of human relationships.

  One afternoon, feeling bored, while browsing the people's livelihood section, there was a news report with the signature "Intern Reporter: Xin Man". Yang Fu Xiao almost jumped up and immediately called Xin Man.

  Xin Man was out on a business trip at the time and had asked her senior to take leave, then she squatted down to one side with her phone to chat with Yang Mu Xiao.

  Are you in Sichuan now?

  "Yes, there was a landslide over here and I came to interview."

  As soon as Xin Man's words fell, Yang Fuxiao's face turned pale, as if he was standing in the middle of a cold river, with cold wind blowing across his face, and the wild grass around him suddenly became scarred.

  "I just arrived at the front line, and coincidentally encountered a landslide. Then that senior sped to the safe zone, and the trunk of his car was dented...". Xin Man noticed something was off, Yang Fu Xiao had been speaking so enthusiastically just now, but suddenly fell silent, "Fu Xiao, Fu Xiao..."

  On the other end of the phone, Xin Man called out to Yang Muxi twice. Suddenly, she thought that when Yang Muxi and Xu Muhuang were driving together, they encountered a landslide after the car accident, and Xu Muhuang's body was severely damaged, while she narrowly escaped death, which could be considered as fate's favor, at that time there was only Xu Muhuang in the car.

  Xin Man realized that he had inadvertently said the wrong thing, and instead, he had stripped away the things that Yang Fu Xiao had been hiding in her heart all along.

  "Dawn is breaking, say something, don't scare me!"

  After three seconds, Yang Fuxiao smiled and said, "Manman, I'm fine."

  If Xinman were in front of Yang Fuxiao, he would definitely give her a big hug at this time, but now it's just a long wave, pulling out the sound that has changed through signals.

  Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly calmed down, previously she had always wanted to hire a private investigator to investigate Gu Qingcheng, but unfortunately she didn't have the money. Now, all of a sudden, she thought of Xin Man, who was an all-knowing person and happened to be a journalist now, so he would know more about internal information.

  "Man Man, I need a favor from you," she paused for a moment, "Do you know anything about Gu Qingcheng?"

  "It wasn't very clear, I had previously seen Gu Qingcheng's photo when following a senior about MSC Group's financial report, and before that, I had only heard of his name" Xin Manshuo said frankly, "Really looks like Xu Muhuang, but..."

  "Right? You also think they're actually the same person, don't you?"

  "But! Listen carefully to the turning point," Xin Man interrupted Yang Fu Xiao's words in a timely manner, "I don't think it's the same person. I compared before, Gu Qingcheng's nickname 'Jade-faced Wolf' has existed since five or six years ago, but he only entered MSC Group as CEO three years ago, and then..."

  "Look, time matches again."

  Xin Man smiled and said: "Xiao Xiao, you're being stubborn again. I have a senior who did a report on Gu Qing Cheng, when I get back to the news agency, I'll send you the investigation materials to take a look."

  Hanging up Xinman's phone, Yang Fuxiao felt a little dizzy, the buzzing sound, as if the sky was shaking and the earth was moving.

  But this feeling soon disappeared, leaving only Yang Fu Xiao's panting.

  The doorbell rang once, and Yang Fuxiao didn't respond.

  Another loud noise, Yang Xiao's shoulder moved and he suddenly reacted, jumping directly from the bed to the door, limping as he went to open it.

  The person who came was... Tina?

  Tina warmly hugged Yang Mochen as soon as she came in, and Yang Mochen's face was buried in Tina's soft chest. Fortunately, she closed her mouth in time, or else she would have really eaten a piece of tofu. She still couldn't stand firmly now, after such a big impact, if it wasn't for Tina holding her, she might have sat down directly.

  "Little lover, why do you look so bad?"

  Tina walked in with a fruit basket and a makeup gift box, put them on the table, turned around to see Yang Xiao's somewhat pale face, and exclaimed in surprise.

  "It's nothing," Yang Fuxiao touched his cheek, "Maybe I just caught a chill."

  Yang Mu Xiao really didn't know why Tina would come here, and she had only met the makeup artist at this audio-visual base's styling studio once, and wasn't very familiar with her...

  However, Tina was really generous.

  Yang Fuxiao saw the rare and exotic fruits in the fruit basket, thought for a moment about how much they cost online, then took another look at the makeup gift box next to it, and her jaw almost dropped. This set of makeup gift boxes, what was the price tag on them at the specialty store? She had forgotten.

  Having money to spend is really a luxury, even someone like her who has a bit of a relationship with Gu Qingcheng can enjoy this treatment. I wonder if anyone would want to buy this makeup gift box at a discount when she takes it back and sells it, and whether it will add a few more zeros to her bank account.

  Tina heard it from Gu Qingcheng and bought something specially to see Yang Fuxiao.

  She pulled Yang Mu Xiao to take a look at the package on her foot, and said with some regret: "Originally planned to set up a scene in the bar, let Gu Qingcheng bring you past, who knew, sprained ankle, now it looks much better..."

  Yang Fuxiao just smiled and didn't know what to say next, fortunately, Tina didn't stay for long and really just came to visit the patient.

  "Don't follow me out, take good care of yourself, after all, your sister is still giving you a chance."

  "Tina, slow down."

  Yang Fuxiao closed the hotel door, took another look at the fruit and makeup gift box on the table, and felt a little uneasy in her heart. Tina was too enthusiastic towards her.

  Should this matter be told to Gu Qingcheng?

  Yang Fuxiao picked up her phone, wanting to dial Gu Qingcheng's mobile number. She flipped through and dialed it out, but when she heard the busy tone on the other end, she suddenly felt a little flustered, hung up, and the phone in her hand was like a hot potato, which was directly thrown onto the bed.

  But the phone call was still made, and there will be a record of it on Gu Qingcheng's side.

  Yang Mu Xiao's expression when he dialed Gu Qing Cheng's phone number this time was really a bit desperate, as if he was ready to die. After the ringing sound stopped and the call connected, he heard Gu Qing Cheng's voice on the other end: "You just called me?"

  "Haha, yeah," Yang Fu Xiao said with a pretended ease, "I just shook my hand and called you over, just to say hi, nothing else."

  "Uh-huh."

  Then, there was a busy tone beeping in my ear.

  Yang Furong's eyes widened in shock as she took down her phone and looked at the screen again, huh, it just hung up like that?

  She leaned her head back on the pillow and narrowed her eyes.

  She just purely wanted to hear Gu Qingcheng's voice, and didn't want to lose the only person connected to Xu Mochen.

  ………………

  Just then, in the coffee shop downstairs of the hotel, Gu Qingcheng hung up the phone and saw someone walking in through the floor-to-ceiling glass door, taking off his sunglasses and walking straight towards him.

  Tina walked with a graceful and elegant demeanor, and all the guests nearby couldn't help but turn their heads to look at her.

  She has a particularly full figure and is tall. She was also a model who was once very popular, but later retired from the industry.

  Gu Qingcheng had already ordered a cup of black coffee for Tina, which was the same as his taste. As long as it was coffee, he would never add milk or sugar, and it must be pure black coffee.

  "The thing has been sent over, and it looks like its condition isn't great, but the sprain on its foot seems to have improved a bit, and it's still walking quite smoothly."

  Tina didn't have the same temperament as Gu Qingcheng, and directly took a big sip of black coffee. "I can tell that you still care about this little lover of yours, are you planning on settling down?"

  "What do you think?"

  Tina shook her head, "I don't understand. Neither I nor Pei San have ever really understood you. Sometimes you just disappear and can't be reached by phone. What was the longest time you disappeared? I forgot, anyway, after you came back, you joined MSC."

  "If I said that I actually don't quite understand myself either, would you believe me?"

  Tina listened, swallowed the coffee in her mouth, and then burst out laughing, holding onto the table as she laughed uncontrollably. "You say you don't even know why you're doing this, are you trying to get on the headlines or go crazy? Actually, there's no need for that, just keep your little lover by your side for over a year and you'll be set."

  Tina's words were originally just a casual remark, after all, if you want to keep Qingcheng by your side for more than three months, it depends on whether your cultivation is enough.

  This time Gu Qingcheng didn't speak, sipping his coffee, as if he was thinking about something too.

  Tina slapped the table, "You're thinking of Qin Song again, aren't you? This little lover of yours is hundreds of times stronger than Qin Song."

  She had met Qin Shuang several times before and found her pretentiousness unbearable.

  "If I were to say, you should marry this little lover of yours right now, it would be perfect. Your grandmother hasn't been calling you repeatedly wanting you to bring your wife home, has she? It's just perfect, your grandmother likes this kind of virtuous young lady."

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his pupils, but it was immediately suppressed.

  "He chuckled softly: 'That's probably impossible now.'"

  "How is it impossible?" Tina said first, "You marry your little lover, believe it or not, I'll give you a six-figure dowry."

  "It's probably not me who will get married, but Shen Jiayou."

  Tina's current expression is undoubtedly like swallowing a fly, she finally spat out the coffee she had just drunk into a spittoon on one side, and took a paper towel to wipe her mouth, waving her hand: "Let's pretend I didn't say that."

  Gu Qingcheng hooked up the corner of his mouth, his eyes looking at the glass wall on the other side, and said softly: "However, I want to try it."

  "What?" Tina didn't hear very clearly, leaning forward, "What did you just say?"

  Gu Qingcheng took two cubes of sugar from the table and put them in his coffee cup, stirring it twice with a spoon.

  Tina was somewhat surprised: "You're not, aren't you always not adding sugar?"

  "Suddenly I want to change my taste," Gu Qingcheng picked it up and put it on his lips, took a sip, and raised an eyebrow, "The taste is not bad..."

  ………………

  Yang's foot injury kept her staying in the hotel for another half week.

  In these ten days, she received Yang Rong's phone call again.

  "Early in the morning, I heard your sister say that you sprained your foot. Did you hurt any bones?"

  Yang Rong's voice was full of kindness, as if he were a caring elder to his daughter.

  "It's all right, I can walk now," Yang Fu Xiao said, "Dad, don't worry."

  Yang Liang smiled and entrusted two sentences, saying: Don't get tired, pay attention to rest, young people shouldn't take their bodies lightly, and then "When are you coming back?"

  Finally switched to normal mode.

  Yang Mu said: "In another two or three days, there is still a bit of business left unfinished on this side."

  "Oh, okay, follow Mr. Gu and work hard, strive to stay in YaHuan after graduation."

  Yang Mu Xiao nodded and agreed, just before hanging up the phone, he suddenly heard Yang Kui Liang say: "Hurry up, Shen's family has come over several times already, directly asking your mom for measurements to give to the designer to design the wedding dress... a world-renowned designer..."

  "Uh-huh."

  Yang Liang's words at this moment were serious and heartfelt: "I know you don't want to hear me say this, but if you want to cancel the engagement now, think about the situation at home. The company needs funds, your sister is studying abroad and needs money... If you cancel the engagement now, we won't even have any capital..."

  Although Yang Wu-liang is now speaking to her in this tone, in fact, Yang Wu-xiao knows that he can't wait to lock her up in the house until the wedding with the Shen family.

  For three years, she must have been worried about her escape all the time.

  "Alright, Dad, I know."

  However, she can't afford to fall out with Yang Zhuoliang for now, after all he has been kind to her and her grandmother.

  Hanging up Yang Dongliang's phone call, Yang Xiao didn't feel any lighter in her heart.

  According to Yang Wei Liang, she flipped through the calendar and found that there were only two months left until the wedding date set with the Shen family.

  What should I do?

  Yang Fuxiao walked around the room twice, limping and staggering from the door to the balcony and back again. He took a deep breath and picked up his phone.

  Yang Fuxiao looked at the phone call from Shen Jiasan, and had an urgent desire to call back and tell him, "I'm not getting married!"

  She suddenly came out with this tone and self-proclaimed title, and suddenly thought of that pseudonym Qian Duoduo's fighting chicken girl.

  I don't know if I was caught by the police station.

  Forget it, now she's just a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river herself, hard to protect... why bother with others?

  Yang Fuxiao sat on the edge of the bed, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

  Previously, Song Tianjiao and Yang Dongliang, all the way to Yang Suxin, were able to get what was on her head because of the 1.3 billion yuan betrothal gift from the Shen family. If she can return this sum of money, then can't they discuss this matter properly?

  So...

  She now just needs to go borrow this 1 billion and 300 million to repay the money for Shen family's betrothal gift.

  She was going crazy with this idea that had popped into her head, and she could already imagine herself without the burden of an engagement ring.

  But...

  Where does the money come from?

  ………………

  Just as Yang Mu was worried about money and marriage, in City C, Yang Dongliang and Song Tianjiao were also worried about money and marriage.

  But the reasons are different and the purposes are not exactly the same.

  Yang Susu had already arranged to immigrate abroad, but she hadn't told her daughter about it yet. After all, this was the hometown where she had lived for over twenty years, and it wasn't something you could just leave on a whim. Moreover, Yang Susu had previously heard some rumors from somewhere and directly told Song Tianjiao: "I won't be going abroad."

  The company recently issued a portion of new shares and raised some funds, temporarily stabilizing the capital chain and preventing the company from collapsing.

  Yang Liang has been worried and troubled for this past month, and his white hair has increased by a few strands.

  Song Tianjiao said: "As long as we wait for Yang Moxin to marry into the Shen family, then the Shen family's property can also be used to rescue us. It will be easy to talk about it with our relatives."

  "Can you guarantee that Yang Xiaodong won't run away?"

  Song Tianjiao furrowed his brow: "She wouldn't be so heartless, it could be seen from when she was a kid. When she only had one dollar on her, she would buy two steamed buns and give one to the beggar, she has a good heart."

  Yang Fu Xiao might have forgotten, at that time she was only five years old and was sold to the Yang family by her uncle and aunt.

  Her surname was originally Yang, and it just so happened that she was sold to the Yang family, so her surname didn't even need to be changed.

  It was like a winter, Yang Xiao wore a thin coat, frozen to a smiling face that was all purple, passing by an electric pole, saw a beggar kneeling on the other side, with frostbite on his face, and his hands were about to lift up.

  Yang Buruoxiao walked over, looked back several times, suddenly took out a one-yuan coin from his body, ran to the side of the stove, bought two steaming hot buns, turned around and ran back, handing the white buns to the beggar.

  At that time, there weren't as many scams like now, taking advantage of people's sympathy to make money was taboo. If it wasn't for being at the end of one's rope, who would resort to wandering around on the streets and begging?

  The beggar took the steamed bun from Yang Wu's hand and devoured it greedily.

  Yang Mo Xiao also sat beside the beggar, looking at the beggar's extremely hungry appearance, and handed over half of the steamed buns in his hand to the beggar.

  The beggar's mouth was full of steaming hot buns, he took a sip of snow water, wiped his cheek with the back of his hand and said "You eat."

  Yang Fu Xiao put the steamed bun in the beggar's hand, his eyes curved into a crescent moon shape as he smiled, revealing his white teeth: "Uncle, eat, I'm not hungry."

  However, this beggar did not eat it himself, but carefully wrapped the steamed bun: "I'll take it back for my son to eat."

  At that time, Song Tianjiao happened to be sitting in a private car in front and saw the scene.

  A little girl who has fallen to the point where she can only buy two mantou with one yuan, but still knows how to give half a mantou to a beggar who is more miserable than her, how could she possibly repay kindness with ingratitude?

  So, after receiving the betrothal gift from the Shen family, Yang Dongliang worried several times that Yang Fu would run away, but Song Tianjiao never worried about it. She knew that Yang Fu wouldn't do so.

  ………………

  In financial reporting, two people have recently caught attention: Liang Yufan from Fangda and Gu Qingcheng from Yahuan.

  Liang Yufan was suspended from his job a month ago due to a series of sudden events, coupled with the emergence of errors by one of the major shareholders he followed on the board of directors. The board was in chaos for a time, and he also hit rock bottom in his career, highlighting the importance of standing with the right team and people. If you don't have the wisdom to recognize people, it's better to pretend to be stupid and maintain neutrality. Liang Yufan's failure in this regard is quite deep, and it can be seen as a small lesson for this business genius in handling interpersonal relationships.

  Why is it said that it's a small lesson, because Liang Yufan's achievements are obvious to everyone, even if Fang Da abandons him, many large enterprises will scramble to get him, and may even offer higher prices, such as Gu Qingcheng representing MSC.

  After several meetings with Gu Qingcheng of MSC, there were rumors that he would jump to Asia, but he was reused again.

  On the contrary, there were reports later on that Gu Qingcheng and Liang Yufan often entered and exited golf courses together or attended banquets together. Many celebrities also chimed in, saying that this was a sign that Fang Da and Ya Xuan would get back together.

  Have Fang Da and Ya Wen had a falling out?

  Yang Mu Xiao was slightly puzzled, suddenly remembering that the last time he attended Fang Da's hundredth day banquet for his grandson, Gu Qing Cheng said a sentence "Fang Da's directors are all overnight riches, they don't have any family background."

  Yang Fuxiao saw a lengthy article on a financial forum and suddenly realized.

  I thought Gu Qingcheng's purpose for this trip was to poach Liang Yufan, but it seems that's not the case. Perhaps he intentionally came to stir up trouble and disrupt Fang Da's stable internal structure.

  Two weeks later, Yang Xiao finally could walk without limping on her right foot, when Gu Qingcheng finally appeared in her room.

  When Yang Xiao opened the door and saw the person standing outside, it was actually Gu Qingcheng. She was so excited that she couldn't control her emotions at all, and directly pounced on Gu Qingcheng's body, giving him a big hug, just short of kissing his face.

  After all, this is the second living person she has seen in a week, apart from the little brother who came to deliver takeout, and the photos on TV and newspapers.

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Not one more kiss?"

  Yang Mu Xiao was startled by Gu Qing Cheng's tone, which had a charm of +100000000000, shook her head, and earlier rushed over to hug Gu Qing Cheng, which was already considered her being hot-headed. Now that she has calmed down, she naturally wouldn't make any more out-of-line moves.

  Due to some issues within the MSC Group, Fang Shu needs to return to C City to take charge of the situation, and now Gu Qingcheng needs someone who can stand by his side to handle matters.

  "What's wrong?" Yang hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm not good at it, I don't quite understand..."

  "Will the vase sell?"

  Gu Qing walked straight over, pulled out a disposable paper cup from the water dispenser, and poured himself a glass of cool water.

  Vase?

  Yang Mu Xiao felt that his heart had been hurt by 10,000 points!

  Why can she only be a vase and a background?

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Yang Fuxiao's current expression and smiled: "Or, you think you don't even meet the standard of a vase?"

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  After three seconds, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and said: "I want to bite you, bite you hard, then eat your flesh and drink your blood."

  As a result, Gu Qingcheng really stretched out his arm in front of Yang Fuxiao, and Yang Fuxiao almost bit it without considering the consequences.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng's eyes and saw the expression that clearly said: I just like the way you can't stand me but can't get rid of me.

  Gu Qingcheng finished drinking a disposable paper cup of water, raised his hand and threw the paper cup into the trash can, shrugged his shoulders, "Also, you should practice your eloquence, in business, only what is spoken out loud is believable."

  Yang was beaten severely with a stick.

  Indeed, compared with Xinman and Mengxi, she is the most taciturn one. Before that, she had thought about going to a company to do copywriting.

  But that idea was directly vetoed by Xu Muhuang.

  She still remembers how Xu Mochen was serious and earnest, a departure from his usual carefree self, saying a lot of things that didn't make sense, finally concluding with "In short, just strive to stand at the highest point, or else it will be difficult for you to marry me."

  Yang Mu Xiao pulled at Xu Mo Huan's sleeve corner, "Why is it difficult?"

  "Because my family will oppose," Xu Muhuang suddenly hugged Yang Duanxiao, "but don't worry, I'll protect you."

  This was the first time Yang Mu Xiao had heard the words "my family" from Xu Mo Huan's mouth.

  But then, when asked further, Xu Muhuang again waved his hand in annoyance at her chatter and refused to say another unnecessary word.

  Now facing Gu Qingcheng, Yang Moxiao suddenly realized that she had always been completely unaware of Xu Murong, whom she deeply loved.

  I don't know who's in his family, I don't know where he lives, all I know is that he enlisted in a special forces unit, but was repeatedly blocked at the door, with only one QQ number to contact each other, and the avatar of this QQ number has not been lit up for three years.

  When facing Gu Qingcheng, some of his extremely subtle movements would remind Yang Mochen of some details when he was with Xu Muxiang, which were hard to forget.

  But when recalling, most of the time she would be interrupted by Gu Qingcheng.

  But this time, it wasn't interrupted.

  When Yang Mengxiang came back to her senses, she suddenly found that Gu Qingcheng's face had enlarged several times in front of her eyes and was almost touching her lips. The dark pupils reflected her shocked expression, stretched into a clown-like shape by the arc of his eyeballs.

  She took two steps back, and right behind her was a big bed. Her legs bent and touched the edge of the bed, and she sat down on it suddenly. She pursed her lips and felt them a bit dry, so she subconsciously stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick them lightly.

  Gu Qingcheng chuckled and took out another disposable paper cup from the water dispenser, filling it with half hot water and half cold water. He turned around and handed it to Yang Fuxiao: "I think you're thirstier than me."

  "Hehe."

  The next afternoon at three o'clock, Yang Fuxiao followed behind Gu Qingcheng to be a flower vase.

  In fact, she doesn't look like a vase, nor is she stunningly beautiful. Her legs are just okay and can't wear high heels, only flat shoes and ordinary professional attire. Fortunately, Yang Fu Xiao has a slender figure, so even if the dress doesn't match with high heels, standing next to Gu Qing Cheng won't make him lose face.

  She always dawdled before leaving, this time Gu Qingcheng looked at the time, "Ten minutes, I'll be waiting for you in the car downstairs..."

  Yang Fuxiao rummaged through the suitcase for a pair of long stockings while turning back to give an OK gesture, "I absolutely won't be late, Mr. Gu, you can rest assured!"

  "If you're late by one minute, you'll have to walk to Fangda."

  Damn ruthless.

  Yang Furong took a look at her ankle which had almost recovered and walked to Fang Da, pointing to the crowd that might have dispersed.

  Gu Qingcheng left the hotel room, Yang Fuxiao quickly put on stockings, a suit skirt, and finally a pink shirt with buttons. She wore a white fitted jacket, simply tied her hair up, and applied light makeup. When she checked the time, it had only taken six minutes.

  There really is a difference when someone forces it.

  Yang Buruoxiao was about to leave with her bag when the phone in it suddenly rang.

  She thought it was Gu Qingcheng and was about to take the opportunity to give him a head-on blow, but when she took out her phone and looked at it, it was an unfamiliar mobile number.

  Although this phone number Yang Wei Xiao did not record the name, but because of these days because two months after the wedding trouble, repeatedly flip out this phone number to see, want to dial or not, and just memorized in mind.

  She took a step back, leaned against the wall, let out a long sigh, hesitated for two seconds on whether to answer it, and finally picked up the phone.