Once again at Zi Jing Garden, Gu Qing Cheng was having dinner.

  The dish was cumin beef steak, and Yang Wuxiao could smell it standing next to the restaurant.

  Gu Qingcheng slowly and carefully cut a piece of steak, saying to Yang Fuxiao who was standing beside him: "Come in."

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled as she walked in: "Mr. Gu, thank you for sending a car to pick me up. Actually, you could have just sent my luggage back directly. No need to go through so much trouble."

  The crimson liquid in the wine glass swayed back and forth. Gu Qingcheng raised his right hand, holding a high-footed wine cup, "Who said you have to move away?"

  “！！！”

  Yang Mu Xiao thought she must have misheard, "You're saying I can continue living here?"

  Gu Qingcheng looked at her from above his wine cup: "What do you think?"

  She didn't dare think about it! What if she was carried out and thrown away in the middle of the night?

  Yang Fuxiao's stomach growled, she took a deep breath and sucked in her belly.

  When eating at Yang's house, facing a face I didn't like, naturally had no appetite and only ate a little.

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes, and the steak on the plate had been eaten up. "Hungry?"

  Yang Fu nodded.

  "There is food in the fridge, what do you want to eat..."

  Yang interrupted Gu Qingcheng's words with a smile and said: "No need. I'm on a diet now."

  "Go make it yourself if you want to eat something."

  Yang Fuxiao turned around and walked into the kitchen to start cooking, thinking that Gu Qingcheng was going to trouble Li Auntie, so he took matters into his own hands.

  She cooked a packet of instant noodles with an egg and some fresh vegetables, and the aroma wafted up to her nose.

  Gu Qingcheng's tone was flat: "This is what you want to lose weight?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and chuckled a few times: "Mr. Gu, would you like to try some? The taste is particularly good."

  Gu Qingcheng stood up directly and went upstairs.

  Yang Mu Xiao sat at the dinner table, watching his figure disappear at the stairs, and smacked her mouth. Just now, Gu Qing Cheng really wanted to keep her in Zi Jing Garden, right? It should also be feasible, that way it would be easier to determine if Gu Qing Cheng was Xu Mu Huang or not.

  She propped up her cheek with one hand and picked at the food in her bowl with chopsticks.

  After spending time together, she could clearly feel another kind of feeling towards Gu Qingcheng, a feeling that had been absent since Xu Mochen left.

  But she couldn't tell it apart. This feeling was for Gu Qingcheng or Xu Mochen.

  ………………

  The next day at work, Gu Qingcheng drove himself there, while Yang Fuqiao was sent by Dong Zhe.

  Yang Mo Xiao had gradually gotten used to the scar on Dong Zhe's face. In fact, upon closer inspection, he was also a very handsome man.

  The atmosphere in the car was a bit oppressive, and Yang Fuxiao casually found a topic: "How did you get that scar on your face?"

  "He said: 'I was hacked.'"

  "Haven't you thought of getting rid of it? After all, it's on your face."

  "No."

  Yang Fuxiao and Dong Zhe's conversation had always been stuck in a state of having an upper sentence but no lower sentence. Dong Zhe wouldn't take the initiative to chat with her. Yang Fuxiao's conversation skills were so bad that they made people unbearable to listen, so she simply turned her head to look out the window.

  She came to the hotel, still sitting in her original seat, outside the noise, Meng Xi's hand holding a wet rag suddenly rushed in.

  "Yang Wu Xiao! You're finally back!"

  Yang Fuxiao's eyes flashed a black shadow in front of him, and Meng Xi came over to give him a big hug. The water on the rag in his hand dripped onto the table, forming a small puddle.

  Other colleagues in the office looked at each other and smiled, some saying "sisterly love is deep", others saying "your friendship is really good".

  Meng Xi wiped the rag to one side of the table, and with one arm, he hugged Yang Fu Xiao's shoulder. "That's it, and Man Man too! We're the Three Swordsmen! Let's go eat at noon!"

  Yang Fu Xiao took out the gifts he had brought for Meng Xi and Xin Man. Since Xin Man was doing an internship in another city, Yang Fu Xiao sent her gift via express delivery. Meng Xi, on the other hand, directly put on a necklace around her neck.

  "It's better to have a good girlfriend, I've lost confidence in men now, having a good friend is enough."

  Meng Xi had a stack of photocopies by his side. Yang Xiao casually flipped through them, seemingly the new shift schedule for this quarter.

  "Don't be so infatuated in the future, it's enough to love one person at a time."

  Meng Xi let out a "tsk" sound, "That's just fantasy, it's an ideal, you know? Just looking at it makes me feel especially good."

  "What about Jiang Liyang then?"

  "My mood is better," Meng Xi propped up her chin, seeming a bit down, "I haven't seen him in three months."

  Jiang Liyang is Meng Xi's boyfriend, from freshman to senior year, almost four years have passed. However, Jiang Liyang is a junior college student and graduated one year earlier than Meng Xi. He is now working in another city for his internship.

  It's just wonderful sometimes. Meng Xi said this morning that Jiang Liyang didn't call her, and then he called in the afternoon.

  Meng Xi looked at the phone screen and saw Jiang Liyang's number, her whole person suddenly radiated light, and she immediately knocked over the chair behind her.

  Yang Fuxiao waved her hand and let her go to the other side to answer the phone, so that Zhou Xiangdong wouldn't see it, and helped Meng Xi lift up the chair.

  Yang Fu didn't wait for Gu Qingcheng's order in the morning, and at lunchtime, he was a bit listless. Several times, Meng Xi tapped his bowl with chopsticks, only to realize that the noodles in front of him were about to congeal.

  "Who on earth are you thinking of?"

  "I want..."

  Yang Furong didn't know what to say either, so she just kept quiet.

  Meng Xi looked around mysteriously, making sure there were no prying eyes, before asking: "I saw online that Gu Qingcheng wants to make you the deputy manager of the guest room department, is it true?"

  "How did you know?"

  Yang Fuxiao was slightly surprised that Gu Qingcheng had suppressed the matter the next day. It was in the high-level management area of Fangda, and some directors had heard about it. However, people who can hold high positions are absolutely not those who rely on spreading rumors to get ahead.

  Meng Xi said: "I saw it on the forum before, but it wasn't explicitly stated, just that Gu Qingcheng had a female companion. I thought you went to Shanghai with him?"

  Yang Mu Xiao nodded and said, "I refused."

  "Refused!?"

  Meng Xi's loud voice attracted many people around, Yang Fu Xiao stared at her: "Speak softly!"

  "You really refused?"

  "Hmm, I think I'm still not qualified, so I'll just take it one step at a time..."

  "Yang Wu Xiao, have you gone mad? Even if you've become the deputy manager, can't you take things one step at a time?" Meng Xi said. "As long as there's money to be made, isn't that enough? Are you stupid or something? Why bother going against the money?"

  Yang Fu Xiao pouted and didn't make a sound.

  Meng Xi complained for a while and asked: "Why do I feel that Gu Qing Cheng has taken a liking to you?"

  "Cough...cough...cough..."

  Yang Furong couldn't help it and blurted out, "Don't joke around, he's also considered my future brother-in-law now."

  Meng Xi waved his hand: "I'm not joking, maybe he's getting close to your sister just to get closer to you. Think about it, he took you to Shanghai and promised you a job, it's like he's directly giving you money..."

  Meng Xi analyzed some behaviors that could be considered as liking Yang Fu Xiao, but Yang Fu Xiao just took it in one ear and out the other.

  In the afternoon, there was a temporary meeting at Yahuan. This time, the temporary meeting was held in the conference hall on the third floor. Everyone sat in the large hall with great attention.

  Yang Miao Xiao was an intern and didn't need to attend this kind of meeting, so she temporarily took on the role of receptionist and switchboard operator along with two other girls who had come from school.

  Ten minutes later, Yang Fuxiao received a call from Meng Xi.

  Emergency meeting.

  Yang Fuxiao arrived a bit late, and by the time he rushed to the manager's office, Zhou Xiangdong had already assigned tasks. Yang Fuxiao pulled Meng Xi, who was standing next to him, to ask about the situation, but before Meng Xi could respond, Zhou Xiangdong, buttoning up his suit jacket, pointed at Yang Fuxiao and said, "You come with me."

  The car outside the hotel was waiting, Yang Fuxiao followed Zhou Xiangdong into the car, "To the airport."

  It wasn't the first time that such a big shot had come, requiring the manager to personally greet him, but Yang Xiao was seeing it for the first time.

  Yang Xiao was wearing the hotel uniform, last time the uniform was cut and went to pick it up again when there was no number she wore, so she picked a smaller one, the chest is a bit tight, the skirt is a bit short, especially when taking the bus, it's a bit suspicious of exposure.

  She herself didn't feel anything, but when she noticed Manager Zhou's gaze sticking to her body, she suddenly realized.

  She turned her head in disgust.

  Yang Mu Xiao had heard Meng Xi say before that in the workplace, women's appearance is often more prominent than their work performance, and even unspoken rules of the workplace often occur.

  It's just that I never thought such a thing would happen to me, and it would be so embarrassing.

  It's okay, the car ride only took twenty minutes, and with the driver sitting in front and Zhou Xiangdong on the side, he didn't make any out-of-the-ordinary moves.

  It wasn't until they arrived at the airport that Yang Xiao found out who this big shot was.

  "Mr. Shen, this way, please."

  "Director Zhou, this time I've come, representing Jia Chuang company."

  "Yes, Director Shen."

  Zhou Xiangdong knew that Shen Jiayou returned to China this time, the chairman of MSC did not give him a very important position, it was like issuing an empty check and hanging a name at MSC.

  In fact, Shen Jia-yu was with his partner to open another company called Jia Chuang. Jia Chuang, represented by Shen Jia-yu, has a patent to be showcased at the upcoming International Economic and Trade Forum in City C, after which he will return home by plane and first check-in at Ya-wan.

  Yang Mu Xiao was standing behind him in a daze, still not having come back to his senses.

  Shen Jia-yu

  Why did Shen Jia-yu come back today and ask her to pick him up?

  Her engagement was something that only people in the upper echelons knew about, and generally no one would bring it up on their own initiative. Moreover, three years have already passed since then. This kind of explosive entertainment news is time-sensitive; once the freshness period has expired, it loses its sensational effect.

  Yang Mu Xiao had a formulaic smile on his face throughout, his mouth corners almost frozen in place.

  Shen Jia-yu smiled and looked at Yang Mo-xiao, walked over and asked: "Are you working in Ya-wan?"

  Yang Fu Xiao nodded: "Yes."

  Shen Jia-yu extended his right hand, Yang Fu-xiao was stunned for a moment before shaking it, and all he heard Shen Jia-yu say was: "Nice doing business with you."

  Collaboration?

  Zhou Xiangdong naturally did not know that Yang Fu Xiao was the legendary woman with a dowry of 1.3 billion, and in the office, she was just temporarily pulled over to pick up people at the airport. Now, looking at Shen Jia Yu extending his hand to shake hands with Yang Fu Xiao, a hint of sharp light flashed behind his glasses.

  "Shen Shao, get on the car."

  After some small talk, we arrived at the hotel's restaurant.

  "Boss, I'm going up to work now."

  "Wait," Zhou Xiangdong held down Yang Fuxiao's wrist, "stay and finish dinner before leaving."

  Isn't it okay if there isn't a female partner at the dinner table?

  Yang Fuxiao really wanted to ask a question, but your secretary? However, when you're in a high position, one level higher can crush people, and now it's all about obeying.

  Zhou Xiangdong had just gotten on the bus when he noticed that Shen Jiaoyu's gaze at Yang Fuxiao was somewhat different, so he simply pulled him up to eat together.

  To be honest, Yang Muxiao is not good at socializing, and Shen Jiayou still counts as someone she knows. Now that she has to pretend not to know him in order to socialize, she feels that her acting skills are not up to par.

  But still, one has to listen to others' words.

  At the dinner table, Yang Xiao was arranged next to Shen Jia-yu and was repeatedly toasted by others during the meal.

  Shen Jia-yu smiled warmly and elegantly from start to finish, even helping Yang Mu-xiao block the wine. She felt a bit uneasy about it and didn't want to owe Shen Jia-yu a favor, so she accepted every toast that came her way. Everyone around her praised her for having a good capacity for liquor.

  On the other hand, Zhou Xiangdong became even more certain that Shen Jia-yu had taken a liking to Yang Fu-xiao.

  Yang's alcohol capacity is really not good, and the little he has was all trained by eating hot pot and drinking beer with friends.

  The white wine has a high degree of alcohol and is very spicy when it passes through the throat, several times almost choking out tears.

  Shen Jia-yu saw that Yang Mo-xiao had drained his cup of white wine, turned it over and placed it on the table, "Clear bottom, drinking to a point is enough."

  Since the host had already turned his wine cup upside down on the table, the others also found it inappropriate to say anything more.

  Yang Wushuo let out a sigh of relief, feeling a wave of nausea rising up from his stomach, the aftereffects of the white wine were really too intense.

  She stood up and apologized: "Excuse me, I'm going to the restroom."

  Ran to the bathroom, stomach churning with nothing coming out, suddenly feeling extremely uncomfortable in the stomach.

  Yang Mu Xiao was slightly drunk after drinking wine and heard his mobile phone ringing. After answering the call, he found out it was Meng Xi.

  "It's almost time to get off work, but you haven't returned yet after following Zhou Dabao to pick someone up?"

  Yang Mu Xiao murmured a response, turning her head back to realize what Meng Xi had said, and Meng Xi left the door of the office open for her, so she went back to get her bag after a while.

  Standing in the corridor for a while, I felt that the effects of the alcohol had weakened slightly. Originally, I had planned to go to the bathroom to wash my face. After washing my face, I realized that there was no makeup bag nearby. Looking at myself in the mirror, my complexion was still okay - it's inevitable that drinking would leave a red flush on my face. However, my lips were somewhat pale and wan. With no lip balm nearby, she puckered her lips tightly in front of the mirror, and only then did a hint of color appear.

  "Is it very painful?"

  Suddenly a voice came from behind, Yang Fuxiao suddenly raised his head and turned around to look at Shen Jiayu.

  "Sorry, Shen Shao, I don't hold my liquor well."

  Yang Mu Xiao finished speaking and suddenly felt like vomiting again, hastily waving his hand, turning around and entering the bathroom once more.

  Shen Jia-yu also followed in and helped her pat her back, "You'll feel better once you throw up."

  Yang Mu Xiao took the tissue handed over by Shen Jia Yu and said thank you.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "You're not in good shape tonight, how about I take you to try on wedding dresses after work tomorrow?"

  No good!

  But Yang Fu Xiao was just shouting in her heart.

  They haven't reached an agreement with Yang Tongliang yet. If she wants to back out of the marriage, she'll be fighting alone anyway, so she might as well just agree for now.

  Yang Mu Xiao went to the office to get her bag, while Shen Jia Yu came down from the hotel elevator. He could tell that Yang Mu Xiao was still quite distant from him, and even when they spoke, she wasn't at ease.

  He knew in his heart that it would take time, but he wanted her by his side now and didn't want to waste a single minute.

  He didn't want to waste any more time after already wasting several years.

  The office was empty, and Yang Xiao sat at his desk in a daze for a while before his phone rang. It was a call from Yang Guangliang.

  "Are you not coming back tonight?" Yang Liang said, "You are a girl, and there are only two months left before the wedding. How can you say that these are all your natal family members?"

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't want to beat around the bush with Yang Dong Liang anymore, and directly said: "Dad, I don't want to get married."

  Yang Liang got angry as soon as he heard it: "Is this what you said? When you think about it, everything is fine, but when you don't think about it, you have this attitude? Come back to me now and let's talk it over!"

  Yang Fu Xiao moved her lips, wanting to say a word, but was interrupted by Yang Zhuo Liang: "Don't think that just because Gu Qing Cheng is your backing, you can ignore family matters. This is still your home and you are still a member of the Yang family."

  Yang Furong did not make a sound, but clenched his fists in extreme anger.

  When you need her, she's family; when you don't need her, she's a stranger. In short, from the very beginning when her uncle and aunt sold her to the Yangs in an unequal exchange, she was just a pawn.

  Faintly audible from the other end of the receiver was Song Tianjiao calling out to Yang Dongliang.

  "Your family is waiting for you to come back home for dinner, come back immediately."

  After finishing speaking, Yang Dongliang hung up.

  Yang Fuxiao sat in the office for a while and suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside, Meng Xi went out and came back.

  "Hey, you're back again?"

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't finish his sentence when Meng Xi interrupted him, "Fu Xiao, it's over! I just lost my money!"

  Meng Xi's face was a bit anxious, her eyes were red, presumably she had been searching for it all the way back.

  "Did you call to freeze your bank account? Hurry up!"

  Meng Xi frantically searched for the phone, and when she finally got it out, her voice trembled, "I don't have any money left on my card. I withdrew 20,000 yuan from the bank this afternoon, and all the money on my card is gone..."

  "How is that possible?" Yang Fengxiao hastily stopped Meng Xi, "Don't panic, we'll search slowly, what kind of bag did you use to carry the money?"

  "In the bag, what I put in the bag is a black pouch..."

  Meng Xi was rummaging through her desk, while Yang Fuxiao had already taken the lead to rummage through Meng Xi's bag. As expected, on the side of the bag, there was a very neat opening, which was obviously cut out with a small knife, and it was very hidden.

  Yang brushed off Meng Xi's hand, "Don't look anymore, it was stolen."

  "Meng Xi let out a scream: 'Impossible! How can it be?!'"

  Yang Mo Xiao was going to show Meng Xi the package that had been cut open with a small knife. Meng Xi's eyes widened in shock, clearly disbelieving, but indeed it had been cut open by a knife.

  "Take a look inside and see if there's anything left."

  Meng Xi's mobile phone is not very valuable, the thief must have been eyeing her when she went to the bank to withdraw money, and then targeted her, just waiting for an opportunity to strike.

  "Help! Help! I want to call for help!"

  Meng Xi was completely flustered, Yang Fu Xiao understood this feeling, and Meng Xi's tuition fees were all earned by himself through part-time jobs, the remaining money was all saved in the bank, usually frugal, occasionally buying some things for his grandmother.

  Yang brushed off the dawn tightly holding Meng Xi's hand, "Don't cry first, calm down first, we'll go to the police station now."

  If Meng Xi's eyes were just red earlier, now her whole body was hysterical, tears pouring down uncontrollably.

  "What shall we do? At dawn, what shall we do?"

  Yang Buruoxiao didn't know what to say either, and could only go to the police station with Meng Xi first.

  She pulled Meng Xi outside and hailed a taxi, getting in and telling the driver to take them to the police station.

  The taxi driver in front of him heard it and said, "Little girl, what's wrong?"

  Meng Xi cried so much that she couldn't speak anymore. Yang Fu Xiao looked at the driver's kind face and said, "My friend had her money stolen."

  "How much did you steal?"

  Yang Muxiao grasped Meng Xi's hand tightly and said: "Twenty thousand."

  The taxi driver in front shook his head, "Let's just take it as a lesson learned, even if we go to the police station, they'll just ask you to make a record, leave your phone number and say that if they catch up with them, contact you. It's like throwing a stone into the ocean."

  Yang Mu Xiao did not deny the taxi driver's words, and Meng Xi on the side cried until she almost stopped breathing.

  Arrived at the police station sub-bureau, walked through two courtyards, a policeman in uniform came out and asked: "What's this about?"

  Yang said: "We want to report the case."

  Just as the old driver of the taxi said, the police simply recorded it in their notebook and left Meng Xi's phone number.

  "Go back and wait for notice."

  Meng Xi cried bitterly, Yang Fu Xiao took a step forward, "Can this money be recovered?"

  The police looked at the two little girls who were also students and said with a heavy heart: "Most of them can't be chased back, thieves are not caught unless we have a civilian police officer watching here, and they are caught on the spot. This kind of stolen money is usually gone for good, so don't hold too much hope. In the future, when you go out, pay attention to your own bag, pickpockets now specialize in stealing from unsuspecting little girls like you."

  And even if they are caught, it's uncertain how much money will be left to return to the victims after their lavish spending.

  Meng Xi had just gotten into a taxi when she changed from wailing loudly to crying silently.

  Yang Mo wiped Meng Xi's eyes and walked with her by the side of the road.

  The night wind is a bit cool, blowing up hair, street lamps from front to back, one by one gradually lit up, like a long dragon.

  They arrived at the Street Heart Garden, and the two of them entered through a side door. On the shore of the sparkling lake, they found a row of stone benches to sit on. The sleeping lotus flowers were reflected in the water, with two orange-yellow lanterns above them. The surface of the water seemed to be covered with a thin layer of shallow mist.

  Yang Mu Xiao was actually very afraid of water, especially at night, facing a deep and bottomless dark pool.

  But now there are more people who need her by their side, she must become strong and lend a shoulder to her friends.

  "You've been saving money so well, why did you suddenly think of taking it out?"

  Meng Xi sniffled and wiped away her tears with a tissue: "This morning, Jiang Liyang called me and said he urgently needed money. He asked me to lend him as much as I could, but when I asked him what it was for, he wouldn't say. At first, he wanted me to transfer the money over... but since I hadn't seen him in such a long time, I wanted to deliver it to him personally..."

  Meng Xi said something a bit incoherent, and his voice was choked with sobs.

  Yang Moxiao knew the situation at Meng Xi's home, where money was tight. She wanted to make more money and stand out from others. The money she had saved twice before was taken by her brother to pay off his gambling debts. Every time she saw the numbers in her card account start from zero and increase bit by bit, she would be happy for a long time.

  Yang stroked Meng Xi's shoulder and patted her back: "I have over 10,000 in my card. You tell me Jiang Liyang's account number, I'll transfer it to him first."

  Meng Xi didn't make a sound, but turned around and hugged Yang Fu Xiao's back tightly, burying her face in his shoulder.

  "One day, at dawn, I will trample money underfoot and crush it ruthlessly!"

  Yang Fuxiao felt that his shoulder was wet and damp, he looked up at the distance, the tree shadows were swaying, the wind blowing through made a rustling sound.

  ………………

  On the road, Yang Fuxiao found an ATM and operated it to transfer all the money on top to Jiang Liyang's account as Meng Xi said.

  Coming down from the stairs, Meng Xi suddenly grabbed Yang Mianxiao's hand: "I will return it to you as soon as possible."

  "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry to use it."

  Yang Fu Xiao's words were originally meant to comfort Meng Xi, but when they reached her ears, they felt like nails.

  It was her savings of over a year, more than 20,000 yuan in her card, all stolen at once.

  Meng Xi's phone was out of power, so he borrowed Yang Fu Xiao's phone and called Jiang Li Yang.

  "I just transferred the money to you, have you received it?"

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't dare to walk away, standing beside Meng Xi, and naturally heard the shouting voice coming from the receiver: "How can it be only 10,000 yuan? Didn't you say there were 20,000?"

  "My money was stolen, it's the money I borrowed at dawn."

  "How can you be so careless?! Can money just get lost?! You said 20,000 before, now it's only 10,000 yuan, how am I supposed to..."

  Yang Fuxiao couldn't help but listen on one side and directly snatched the phone from Meng Xi's hand.

  "Jiang Liyang, are you a man? Your girlfriend is now losing money to get money for you, and you don't care about her, but instead scold her. Do you still have any face?"

  Jiang Liyang hung up the phone as soon as he heard Yang Fu's voice.

  Yang Brush Dawn quickly went to call Jiang Liyang's phone again, but it was already turned off.

  "What's going on?"

  Meng Xi pursed her lips: "Nothing's wrong, he might be in a hurry for the money too. If we call him back tomorrow, everything will be fine."

  "Men are just too spoiled! You're being too good to him, that's why he's so fearless!"

  Meng Xi laughed and asked: "What about Xu Mochen?"

  As soon as Yang Muqing mentioned Xu Muxiang, Yang Fu's heart ached.

  Yang Mou brought Meng Xi home and lent her all the loose change on him, telling her to keep it a secret from her family for now, especially Grandma Meng.

  On the way back to Yang's home, Yang Xiao smiled and shook his head.

  It's just like what she said earlier in defense of Meng Xi, isn't it also true for herself?

  Three years ago, Yang Fuxiao's card mysteriously had an additional 100,000 yuan. At the time, she thought it was ill-gotten gains and went to the bank to inquire about the account source. However, due to her authority issues, the bank did not provide her with the name and account of the person who made the remittance.

  She had no choice but to put this sum of money in her card first and wait for someone to come and claim it.

  It wasn't until after Xu Muhuang's death that there was no grave to be buried in, and she had the idea of using the money on the card. However, when she went to check, she found that the 100,000 yuan on the card had also disappeared into thin air.

  So, Aunt Wang always thought that person was a scumbag who specialized in deceiving people's hearts, and after all, it was just for the sake of money.

  However, Yang Mochen didn't believe it. From three years ago until now, she never believed that Xu Murong truly liked her.

  Otherwise... in that disaster three years ago, she wouldn't have been left with any hope of survival either.

  Yang Fuxiao waited for a while at the bus stop, when the bus arrived, she felt her phone vibrating in her bag. She took a look and it was Yang Guoliang's number, with five missed calls already.

  She answered the phone and transmitted Song Tianjiao's voice: "Why haven't you come back yet?"

  "My friend has something going on and is now on the bus, will arrive soon."

  Song Tianjiao said: "Hurry up, they're waiting for you to have dinner here."

  Yang Fuxiao is now dizzy from drinking earlier, and she was barely holding on when she went to the police station with Meng Xi. It's already past 9 o'clock, but the Yang family still insists on waiting for her to come back and have dinner...

  "Mom, don't wait for me, I've eaten outside."

  "Old Guo is here, saying he has something to say, you'd better hurry up, even if it means waiting for you until midnight."

  Yang Fu Xiao was also taken aback in her heart.

  Gu Qingcheng is actually here.

  It should be Yang Guangliang who called him over again for company business.

  Yang Dongliang's company has been losing money badly recently, so on the one hand they want to take on projects and on the other hand they want to attract investment. Yang Suxin had joined the Yang Group for her university internship and after graduation she directly became the marketing department manager, while Yang Fanghai probably never managed her before.

  It was Yang Su who opened the door. Seeing Yang Mo, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister, you've finally come back. Everyone's been waiting for you."

  Yesterday evening felt like acting, today even more so, especially Yang Susu, her eyes were clearly written with three words "fox spirit", but she still put on a smiling face.

  On the sofa, Gu Qingcheng was talking to Yang Tongliang when they heard a noise at the door. The two of them immediately looked over in this direction, and Yang Tongliang hastily forced out a somewhat acceptable smile.

  Yang Dongliang stood up: "Take a look at Gu Zong, who has been waiting for you at home for two hours."

  In front of Yang's family, she still couldn't get familiar with Gu Qingcheng, so she took a step forward and said, "Thank you, President Gu."

  The table was already set with rice bowls and chopsticks. Yang Xiao was eating at the Yang's house, usually in the last position, no one fought with her for it.

  The seating arrangement is the same as last time, Yang Fuxiao has just vomited and now his stomach is empty too. He doesn't listen to what they are saying at the dinner table, he just lowers his head and eats his rice.

  Yang Suxin sat close to Gu Qingcheng, almost sticking to him, smiling as she helped him pick dishes.

  Song Tianjiao asked: "How was your internship at the company this morning?"

  It's really just an empty phrase.

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't even need to think about it and knew how Gu Qing Cheng would respond.

  Gu Qingcheng smiled faintly: "Very good, I think it's a good seedling that can be cultivated."

  Yang's early morning exercise can cultivate the meaning that she can master a survival skill under the endless exploitation and oppression of capitalists.

  "So, I want to have Yang Wu Xiao by my side for a while. With me around, you two elders won't need to worry about Yang Wu Xiao's work problems anymore."

  Gu Qingcheng's next sentence made everyone at the dinner table stare in shock.

  Is this asking for trouble?

  It was Song Tianjiao who first came back to his senses and kicked Yang Zhongliang under the table: "Oh, this is a good thing."

  Yang Dongliang suddenly came back to his senses, nodded and echoed: "Actually, I wanted to wait for the child to graduate and come to work at Yang's, but since General Gu has said so, it's better to stay by General Gu's side and cultivate well."

  Yang Fuxiao was stunned for a moment. How did she go from being disliked by everyone to being popular? She must have opened it in the wrong way.

  But also thanks to Gu Qingcheng's favor.

  Yang Susu, sitting on the other side of Gu Qingcheng, was suppressing her anger with all her might. What did he take her for?

  She had a little thought in her mind, leaned towards Gu Qingcheng, and suddenly moved the spoon in her hand. Her elbow accidentally knocked against the bowl of soup in front of her, causing it to tip over onto the table. In an instant, the soup spilled all over her skirt, making her look extremely disheveled. Since she was sitting close to Gu Qingcheng, some of the soup also splashed onto the edge of his suit pants.

  "I'm sorry, General Guo, it wasn't intentional."

  Yang Su didn't even have time to wipe herself clean and directly used a tissue to help Gu Qingcheng wipe himself.

  Song Tianjiao hastily called Wang Ayi to help clean up the table, "Oh dear, how can you be so careless?"

  Yang Suxin was dabbing at the stain on Gu Qingcheng's suit pants with a tissue, while her hand casually brushed against the inside of his thigh. She had already switched to a coquettish tone: "Director Gu, why don't you go upstairs and change into something else?"

  Gu Qingcheng grasped Yang Susu's wrist, and Yang Susu's wrist was grabbed a bit painfully. She couldn't help but raise her head to look at Gu Qingcheng, the chilling gaze making her involuntarily shrink back slightly.

  "Good."

  Nature doesn't allow people to see clearly what happens under the dinner table, Gu Qingcheng's pants got a big wet spot and needed to be dried, Yang Susu went upstairs first.

  Yang Liang said: "At dawn, you go up and dry Mr. Gu's clothes."

  "But I won't dry it?"

  Yang Dongliang's face turned cold as he looked at Yang Moxiao, who immediately stood up and said, "Alright, I'll go now."

  Yang Suxin, who was halfway up the stairs, clenched her fists when she heard her father's arrangement.

  Why did Father push Yang Buruoxiao into Gu Qingcheng's arms again and again? This opportunity was clearly created by himself!

  Not to mention Yang Susu, anyone with discerning eyes can see it at a glance.

  After they all went upstairs, Song Tianjiao asked Yang Dongliang: "What are you thinking?"

  Yang Dongliang's face was solemn, "I naturally have my own thoughts, you don't need to worry."

  "I'm afraid our daughter..." Song Tianjiao sighed, "can't take it."

  "Recently take good care of her, there's nothing much going on in the company anyway, don't let her go to work, send her on a tour abroad for a while."

  Upstairs, Gu Qingcheng directly entered Yang Fuxiao's bedroom with ease.

  Yang Mu Xiao followed behind Gu Qing Cheng, wondering how he knew which room on the upper floor was hers.

  Gu Qingcheng seemed to see what Yang Fuxiao was thinking and said: "The first time you came, your sister shouted from upstairs that you wanted to jump off the building."

  Yang Fu Xiao was startled awake.

  Gu Qingcheng pushed open the door in front of him, and it was not as he had imagined. There were no colorful stickers or decorations. At a glance, it looked like a hotel suite, with only the essentials and nothing extra.

  It's indeed quite concise.

  Yang Fuxiao followed in and opened the bathroom door to take out a hair dryer. She had never considered this place her home, but just a temporary residence.

  Yang Fu Xiao plugged in the hair dryer on the bedside power strip and said, "Mr. Gu, please sit down, I'll help you dry your pants."

  Gu Qingcheng raised his hand to undo his belt, Yang Fuxiao was startled and hurriedly stopped him: "No need to take off your pants!"

  Because Gu Qingcheng lifted his hand to undo the belt, Yang Fuxiao's face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears, and a pair of eyes stared wide open. After reacting that she seemed too excited, she chuckled twice to ease the atmosphere, "It's just a small wet spot, you sit down, I'll help you blow it dry."

  But this position soaked in soup is on the inner side of the thigh, a very... embarrassing position.