Gu Qingcheng looked down at Yang Fuxiao, who was huddled under the office desk with her legs wrapped around her body. Her bright black eyes sparkled as she tugged on Gu Qingcheng's pant leg.

  "Help me out, please."

  The office door opened and Gu Qingcheng's leg shifted slightly inward, blocking Yang Fuxiao below.

  However, it was not Shen Jia-yu who came in, but Fang Shu.

  Fang Shu's high heels tapped on the ground, tapping out a strong rhythmic beat that was crisp and pleasant to the ear. Each tap seemed to strike at Yang Fuxiao's heart.

  No way, Shen Jia-yu is wearing high heels? Hong Chang's daughter is bleeding.

  However, Fang Shu spoke up: "General Shen sent over the patent project book for this time. He said he was going to come himself, but then received an urgent call and left."

  Gu Qingcheng slightly curved his index finger and tapped the desktop, while Fang Shu handed over the project with both hands.

  Yang Xiao let out a sigh of relief under the office desk. Fortunately, it wasn't Shen Jia-yu, although they hadn't met many times, but once lies were exposed face-to-face, it would still be very embarrassing.

  She moved her numb legs and thought in her heart, why didn't Secretary Fang come out yet?

  Actually, Fang Shu was also puzzled. Yang Fuxiao had indeed just come in, but now in the bright and clean office, except for Gu Qingcheng, there really wasn't anyone else.

  Gu Qingcheng asked Fang Shu to come over and flipped through two pages of the materials in his hand, which were carefully done by Jia Chuang's team.

  He had Fang Shu move in closer, using the pen in his hand to circle several places on it, saying: "Have the marketing department discuss this patent project. Take a conservative estimate and then add two percentage points for Jia Chuang Investment."

  Fang Shu nodded: "Yes."

  Shen Jia-yu is Shen San-bo's son and a member of the Shen family, who would be delighted to invest in MSC even if it meant throwing money into water.

  Knock knock knock.

  Fang Shu heard the table creak twice, clearly a sound coming from under the table. She had already understood in her heart. Seeing that Gu Qingcheng didn't have anything else to do, she turned around and walked out, closing the door as she left.

  Yang Fuxiao heard the sound of Fang Shu closing the door, so he curled up his legs and pushed Gu Qingcheng to get out from under the table, but Gu Qingcheng didn't budge.

  "Mr. Gu, can you let me out?"

  Gu Qingcheng turned his head to look at Yang Fuxiao and said, "Aren't you afraid of running into Shen Jiayu this time?"

  Yang's face was radiant with a sunny smile, but in her heart, she made a ghostly face at Gu Qingcheng and complained for the hundredth time.

  Obviously knows her relationship with Shen Jia-yu, yet still treats her like this.

  Gu Qingcheng moved the chair back a bit, making room in front of him. As Yang Fuxiao emerged from inside, her legs numb to the point of almost giving out, he reached out and pulled her over.

  Yang brushed off his shoes and stood up, holding onto the corner of the table for a while before finally recovering.

  Gu Qingcheng handed a stack of documents in his hand to Yang Fuxiao: "You go copy, three copies per copy."

  Yang Fuxiao nodded and took the materials to the photocopier outside. During the copying process, she couldn't help but take a glance at some of the content on the materials, which included information about this economic trade forum as well as real estate projects. The content was quite miscellaneous. After the materials were copied, she reorganized and categorized them before returning to the office, where she saw Gu Qingcheng standing by the window talking on the phone.

  "I understand... Mom, it's humid on the mountain, take care of yourself..."

  Are you calling your mother?

  Should she avoid it for now?

  However, listening to Gu Qingcheng's phone call, if it's not on speakerphone and only his voice is heard, it can basically be used for small talk with anyone.

  Gu Qingcheng hung up the phone and beckoned Yang Xiao to come over.

  Yang Fuxiao put the neatly categorized photocopies on the desktop and looked at Gu Qingcheng with a slight downward gaze.

  "Do you have plans for tonight?"

  "No...not that, I'm really busy, I have to go find a friend," Yang Xiao explained, facing Gu Qingcheng's distrustful gaze.

  Gu Qingcheng supported his chin and looked at the fleeting expressions on Yang Fuxiao's face, "Haven't I told you that you should practice your own eloquence?"

  Yang Mu Xiao nodded in agreement: "Yes, I should practice my eloquence."

  I thought it was just a joke, but unexpectedly, Gu Qingcheng actually transferred her to the real estate company.

  Yang Fuxiao looked at the transfer order in his hand, and he really wanted to cry but had no tears.

  She asked Fang Shu: "Secretary Fang, do I need to go through the resignation formalities? Shouldn't I still be interning at Ya Wan Hotel now..."

  Miss Fang said, "Tomorrow morning someone will take you away. Your name will be kept here at Ya Huan's place. Once you've completed a certain amount of property sales and gotten approval from Director Gu, you can come back."

  Yang Xiaoxiao cursed in her heart: capitalist, exploiter class, the most evil bloodsucker.

  However, I still need to put aside my melancholy and go find Meng Xi.

  It was rush hour and it was hard to hail a taxi on the road, but she didn't want to waste too much time waiting for the bus and transferring. After waiting by the side of the road for a while, all the taxis were taken by people who came later. She steeled herself and was about to jump onto the road to flag down a taxi when a Bentley Continental stopped in front of her.

  This car is Gu Qingcheng's latest replacement, and Yang Fuxiao has already memorized the license plate number.

  She hesitated for two seconds, then walked over and opened the car door behind a pair of dim eyes on the rear windshield.

  "Gu DaDa, are you going to see me off?"

  Gu Qingcheng's fingers lightly tapped on the steering wheel, "No parking allowed here, hurry up and get in."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and sat up with a cat waist, reporting an address.

  As the car drove away, in a white private car not far behind, Shen Jia-yu rolled down half of the window, took a glance at the endless stream of vehicles outside, and lit a cigarette.

  The blue smoke drifted upwards, lit a cigarette, threw the butt into the trash can on the side, rolled down the car window and restarted the car.

  ………………

  Still can't get through Meng Xi's phone.

  Yang Buruoxiao first let Gu Qingcheng drive away and Meng Xi was in a rental house not far from the Asia Hotel.

  This area is not very safe, it's already dark, and there isn't even a single street lamp, plus the road ahead is under construction, so even Gu Qingcheng's car can't get through.

  "You just wait here, I'll go take a look."

  Meng Xi's current situation is not good, and it's possible that she won't return to her grandmother's house. Moreover, at home there is a father who gets drunk and cries every day, and a brother who gambles.

  However, Gu Qingcheng still pulled out the car key and followed him up.

  Yang Fu Xiao walked alongside Gu Qing Cheng, following him as he stepped over the massive ditch dug out for road repairs. "Gu Da Da, I want to ask you something, and you must tell me the truth."

  Gu Qingcheng responded with a faint "en".

  Yang brushed off the dawn and blinked twice, asking: "Haven't your brain been knocked bad before?"

  Gu Qingcheng: "......"

  Yang Xiuxiao already knew that Gu Qingcheng would refuse to answer this question, but she had already asked as vaguely as possible, so she might as well ask directly.

  "Are you brainwashed or have amnesia, or is your soul transmigrating?"

  Gu Qingcheng: "......"

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng's expressionless face and thought he hadn't understood, so she added an explanation: "Brainwashing is..."

  She hadn't even finished speaking when a black figure suddenly darted out of the dark alley in front and pounced on Yang Fuchen. She let out a shrill cry, turned around, and threw herself into Gu Qingcheng's arms.

  After a two-second pause, there was no movement, but Yang Fu Xiao felt that her jeans were being bitten by something and pulled down slightly. She was terrified, lowering her head and closing her eyes tightly, not daring to look down.

  "It's nothing, just a stray cat."

  Yang Moxiao originally was fine, but after hearing Gu Qingcheng's words, she tightened her arms around him even more, pressing her soft chest tightly against his, her face buried in his chest.

  I'm allergic to cats.

  She has had a fear of cats since she was young, the kind of cute little cat that people post online and everyone wants to hug and kiss, but she gets goosebumps just looking at it and can't help but want to run away as fast as possible, afraid as if she's encountered a flood or a fierce beast.

  Yang Mu Xiao was tightly embracing him in this pose, but she didn't feel the ambiguity of their posture at all because she was currently trapped in extreme fear.

  Gu Qingcheng chuckled and wrapped his arm around Yang Moxiao's waist, lowering his head to whisper in her ear, "Take a look, the cat has already run away."

  Yang Buruoxiao still didn't dare to move, but Gu Qingcheng bent down on one side and coaxed her to open her eyes: "I've already chased the cat away, it's gone."

  Yang slowly opened his eyes, looked down and saw that the cat's shadow had disappeared from the ground. He felt relieved, lifted his head to look at Qingcheng again, wanting to say thank you, but...

  She raised her head and saw that Gu Qingcheng was holding a stray cat by the back of its neck, and this dirty stray cat was staring at her with a pair of bright blue eyes. She gasped, her face suddenly pale, wanting to step back, but Gu Qingcheng still had his arm around her waist. Her hands swung out, and in a moment of carelessness, she scratched Gu Qingcheng's face.

  Then, the cat jumped from Gu Qingcheng's hands and fell to the ground, meowed, and ran up a black chimney to the rooftop.

  Gu Qingcheng's face was scratched by Yang Fuxiao's fingernail, and he wiped it with a tissue, faintly bleeding. "Do you think I need to get a rabies shot?"

  Yang Fu Xiao crouched on the ground, hugging his legs and shaking his shoulders.

  Gu Qingcheng reached out to pull Yang Moxiao up, and seeing Yang Moxiao scared like this, he couldn't laugh anymore. Yang Moxiao's small face was still full of tears.

  He smiled wryly and shook his head, placing one hand on her shoulder, slightly leaning forward, using a tissue to gently wipe away the tear stains on her face, "Really afraid of cats?"

  Yang Duoxiao nodded, sniffled, and wiped his face with his hand.

  Afraid of cats, but not afraid of mice?

  Gu Qingcheng remembered that a month ago, Yang Fuxiao's cabinet was found to have a dead mouse inside due to intimidation. When many people screamed out loud, Yang Fuxiao stood calmly and took out the shredded clothes, staring coldly at the already smelly dead mouse.

  Yang Xiao didn't make a sound, grasping the front of Gu Qingcheng's shirt, trembling with fear.

  Gu Qingcheng stopped teasing Yang Fu Xiao and just quietly hugged her.

  After a while, Yang slowly walked over and let out a long sigh. "I've had a fear of cats since I was little. When I was four or five years old, I raised a cat named Cola. One time, when I was playing on the street, a big truck sped by on the road. When I looked back at the cat, it was crushed to death by the truck. Its internal organs were all over the place... there was a puddle of blood on the ground..."

  At that time, Yang Wu Xiao didn't make a sound, just standing there staring blankly at the cat's corpse, which had almost become a specimen, standing by the side of the road until her grandmother found her and saw the miserable state of the cat on the side of the road, hurriedly pressing Yang Wu Xiao into her arms, "Good girl, good girl didn't see anything..."

  "At that time, my grandmother was still comforting me, saying I had an illusion, and the cat was actually adopted by another family and was living well. I thought I had forgotten about it, but every time I saw a cat, I would shudder all over and couldn't move a step," Yang Fu Xiao smiled, "After that, for a long time, I didn't drink Coca-Cola or Pepsi at all, sometimes even hearing the names made me terrified."

  In the alley, under the faint light above, Gu Qingcheng raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Yang Bufang's eyelashes, "Good boy."

  After passing through the dusty and windy road, I arrived at a small alleyway ahead. In front of me was a very small courtyard with weeds growing wildly inside. There was a huge pile of garbage in front of the courtyard, emitting a foul odor that filled the air.

  The stairs were also pitch black and couldn't see the way.

  Yang brushed off Xiao and didn't let Gu Qingcheng follow up, "I'll just go take a look to see if Meng Xi is there, you don't need to follow me."

  Gu Qingcheng was not downstairs, but a few meters behind Yang Fuxiao, ensuring he was within sight.

  According to Meng Xi's previous mention of the house number sent when they were discussing co-renting, he went to find it and knocked on the door. A rough male voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

  Yang Fu Xiao was also stunned, "I'm looking for Meng Xi."

  The door was opened by another burly man, who was holding a beer bottle in his hand, with his upper body bare and a black tattoo on his elbow.

  Yang Bufei took a step back, thinking to himself that this wasn't someone from the underworld, and secretly gave himself some encouragement. He asked, "Is Meng Xi here?"

  "What Meng Xi? Never seen before!"

  Yang Fu Xiao said: "Are you a person living here?"

  "I'm not alone living here, are you going to stay with me?" As he spoke, the strong man took a step forward and stretched out his hand towards Yang Xiao's chest.

  Yang Xiaodong was shocked at that time and reflexively swung the bag in his hand directly at the strong man!

  Just as the bundle of nails in her hand was about to hit the burly man's face, his wrist was grabbed by a hand reaching out from behind him. The burly man let out an ear-piercing howl that could shatter Yang Fuxiao's eardrums. The residents of the neighboring household had already opened their door and, seeing the commotion outside, quickly slammed it shut again.

  Yang's iron nail pouch in his hand also hurts when hitting people, and it directly scratched two marks on the strong man's face.

  Zhuang Han's wrist was pinched to the point of almost breaking, and his face was slapped again. In an instant, he was pulled up from behind like a small chicken by Gu Qingcheng.

  Yang Fuxiao was shocked for a moment.

  Zhuang Han was truly a giant, half a head taller than Gu Qingcheng, with a sturdy build and bulging muscles all over his body. Standing in front of Gu Qingcheng, his shadow completely covered him.

  If this were a punch, Gu Qingcheng would have been flattened directly.

  No way, we must divert this strong man's attention and help Gu Qingcheng a bit.

  Yang Furong jumped up directly and waved her hand vigorously, shouting loudly: "Look over here!"

  As a result, the burly man didn't look over, but Gu Qingcheng glanced in her direction. The burly man's fist directly and heavily smashed onto Gu Qingcheng's right cheek. Yang Fuxiao closed her eyes, and she could even hear the sound of bone and flesh colliding, which made her tremble with fear.

  It's all over, this is going to be bad.

  Yang Buruoxiao's eyes widened in shock as he opened his mouth to go and help, but Gu Qingcheng suddenly punched him again without warning.

  Gu Qingcheng dodged to the side of Zhuang Han and shouted loudly at Yang Mochen: "Get out of here now!"

  Yang Xiaoxiao was just about to seize the opportunity to kick the strong man's crotch, but fortunately Gu Qingcheng stopped her in time. She hastily retreated two steps and stood still beside a trash can behind her.

  Now Gu Qingcheng is fighting for her, but she lets her run alone and leaves him here by himself? She absolutely isn't that kind of selfish coward who forgets righteousness for personal gain!

  Compared with this big and strong man, Gu Qingcheng is simply a utility pole.

  Yang's hand was in his pocket, his fingers already on the screen, thinking to himself whether he should call the police for help. In this situation, it was clear that there was a huge disparity in strength.

  But just as Yang Fu Xiao's hand had barely hung up the phone, Gu Qing Cheng cleverly bypassed the burly man from the other side and then grabbed his shoulder from behind, delivering a vicious over-the-shoulder throw that made Yang Fu Xiao feel the ground shake twice.

  She immediately hung up the alarm call, and Gu Qingcheng in front had already jumped over the strong man and ran over to pull Yang Fuxiao downstairs.

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't understand why they had to run now.

  When they went downstairs and passed a curved section of the road in front, Gu Qingcheng suddenly pulled Yang Fuxiao behind a pile of garbage, pressed her head down, and squatted. The garbage mountain in front blocked most of the view, but it was still possible to see three or five people rushing out from the stairs at once, all with very large heads, even holding things in their hands, kicking and running past in front of the garbage mountain.

  Yang Fuxiao felt like he was about to suffocate, covering his mouth and nose with both hands. However, looking at Gu Qingcheng beside him, it seemed like nothing was wrong with him. Despite the stench, he still managed to maintain a calm and carefree demeanor. Yang Fuxiao's admiration for Gu Qingcheng rose another level.

  When that group of people ran out, Gu Qingcheng pulled Yang Fu Xiao out from the side door and ran to the street, it was dark and couldn't see clearly.

  Because of the road repairs, there were very few people passing by this way, only Gu Qingcheng and Yang Fuxiao were on the road. The night wind blew against their clothes, and Yang Fuxiao couldn't help but tightly grasp Gu Qingcheng's hand.

  Yang Xiao's palms were all sweaty, while Gu Qingcheng's broad palm was dry and warm, firmly wrapping her hand in it.

  Gu Qingcheng's car was at the other end of the road under repair, so the two people still had to grope their way through in the dark.

  Yang Fengxia jumped up and down, jumping into a ball, she didn't know why Meng Xi's original rental house had such a mixed black person inside, she really couldn't imagine that if this time without Gu Qingcheng following her, she would probably be given by those strong men...

  Thinking of this, he felt a lingering fear, and his face suddenly turned pale.

  "Then..."

  Yang Buruoxiao had just spoken the words when a man's angry voice was suddenly heard from in front, and her blood seemed to flow backwards in that instant.

  There is no place to hide around because of road repairs, and the few shops that exist are all closed.

  If it were just Gu Qingcheng alone, dealing with a few people who had something in their hands would be more than enough, but the key was that he still followed Yang Moxiao and had to spare energy to protect her. Now, hard confrontation is no longer the best method.

  In that instant, Gu Qingcheng had already grabbed her wrist and quickly pulled her against the rolling shutter door behind her. He swiftly pulled down her jeans to reveal her white thighs, with the pants hanging from her knee. His other hand was already on Yang Fuxiao's waist, lifting up her shirt to cover her slender waist.

  Yang Moxiao hadn't said a word, and Gu Qingcheng had already covered her lips. She was completely unprepared, and when Gu Qingcheng's lips touched hers for an instant, she was shocked beyond words, her hands pressed against his chest.

  The voices of those sturdy men behind grew louder and closer, seemingly having spotted the two people stuck together like glue, and even stopped to mock them for a couple of sentences.

  Yang Xiawu was so nervous that she seemed like a stiff stone, afraid that the people behind her would discover it, and the more she did this, the less convincing she became, as if she was forcing herself to act.

  The footsteps of those people behind him seemed to have stopped, "Hey, buddy, are you preparing for a field battle?"

  "Take off your pants and get on."

  Haha.

  A burst of uncontrollable laughter.

  Yang Fuxiao was still seething with anger and humiliation, but for now she had to put on a show for Gu Qingcheng. However, when she narrowed her eyes slightly, she saw a man behind him looking at Yang Fuxiao with an inquiring gaze.

  "Is this woman mute?"

  Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng's single leg propped forward between Yang Buruoxiao's legs, then pulled down her shirt buttons, yanked off the bra on her body, and buried his head to kiss downward.

  With a loud bang, Yang Wu Xiao's mind burst into a dazzling array of fireworks, and his mouth involuntarily let out a moan.

  "There are just a few sensitive areas on a woman's body, touch them and she'll soften."

  "Alright, let's go, you're making me want to curse."

  Another bout of obscene language.

  Those voices were already very far away from Yang Wu Xiao, getting farther and farther away. Her mind was now a complete blank, with no idea when those people had left, only lingering on the moment when her tongue tip gently licked, she felt a tingling sensation like an electric current rapidly passing through the coccyx, instantly spreading to all nerve endings throughout her body.

  The warmth in his chest suddenly disappeared, and the wind was a bit cool.

  Yang Mo Xiao opened her eyes, and a layer of misty tears covered her charming eyes.

  Gu Qingcheng raised his hand to fasten Yang Fuxiao's bra, helping her tuck in her collar. His hands slid down along her waistline, and the tips of his fingers touched the exposed skin, causing an uncontrollable shiver.

  Gu Qingcheng helped Yang Fuxiao re-button her jeans, leaned over and kissed her lips, grasped her waist with one hand, "Let's go!"

  This time, the pace was faster. Yang Fuxiao's legs were weak and she was basically half-embraced by Gu Qingcheng as they rushed to the car. As soon as the car started, a clamor of voices could be heard from behind. Those people must have come back to their senses, but it was too late. Gu Qingcheng stepped on the accelerator, and the people behind chased after them for two steps, swinging an iron rod at the rear trunk of the car. With a loud crash, Yang Fuxiao closed her eyes tightly and couldn't help but hug her own arms, feeling a chill.

  Tonight, didn't go to Mengxi's home.

  Gu Qingcheng's face was hit with two punches, his mouth corner cracked open, and he even spat out a mouthful of blood. He drove directly to a private clinic, stopped the car, and pulled Yang Fuxiao inside.

  Yang Fuxiao was motionless, completely petrified in the passenger seat.

  "Daybreak! Yang Daybreak!"

  Gu Qingcheng pinched her shoulder, Yang Fuxiao turned around to look at Gu Qingcheng, a pair of big eyes misty, looking through a layer of water vapor, couldn't see clearly.

  She felt cold, as if she were in a world of ice and snow.

  Gu Qingcheng simply lowered his head and carried her horizontally up the stairs, kicking open the clinic door in front of him. The door slammed shut with a loud bang, rebounding off the wall before swinging back again, causing the glass to shatter against the wall with a loud crash.

  A little nurse rushed out, "What's wrong with you... Ah, Dr. Liang! He's here again!"

  Liang Jinmo was fixing a steel plate to support the elbow of a girl with a fracture, when Xin Weila suddenly lifted the curtain in front and rushed in: "Dr. Liang, that very cool and handsome Wolf Lord has come again."

  This is Xīnwēi Lā's unique name for Gù Qīng Chéng.

  Liang Jinmo asked Vera to come over and replace this little girl with a plaster cast, wiped her hands and stood up to walk towards the inner ward.

  Gu Qingcheng placed Yang Fuxiao on the white bed sheet, her legs unconsciously hanging down, her eyes staring blankly at the row of medicine cabinets in front of her, her gaze unable to focus, a bit empty. He looked up and down at Yang Fuxiao, who seemed to be uninjured.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the back of the bed, smoking a cigarette, with two buttons on his shirt undone, revealing his honey-colored chest.

  His skin was not black, but slightly honey-colored, yet he didn't look feminine at all. Even Liang Jinmo couldn't imagine that someone like him would make many people in the Taoist community tremble with fear just by hearing his name.

  Liang Jinmo had already taken down the gauze and medicine from behind, turned around to look at the bruise on Gu Qingcheng's face and the cracked corner of his mouth, "Let me treat you."

  Gu Qingcheng extinguished the cigarette and threw it aside, sat down on the bedside table, directly took over Liang Jinmo's disinfectant cotton ball to disinfect himself. Liang Jinmo, a Ph.D. from a prestigious medical university, was reduced to assisting Gu Qingcheng.

  "It's really rare, someone can beat you up like this, it's really not easy."

  Yang Mu Xiao had also recovered by now. Earlier, she was really too shocked and had never encountered such a thing before, so she seemed a bit at a loss.

  She turned her face and glanced at Gu Qingcheng. The two punches she had been hit with earlier had already turned purple, and the corner of her mouth was split open, the wound a bit frightening.

  She unconsciously stretched out her hand upwards, and a very cheerful voice came in from the doorway. Yang Xiao was startled and put down her hand again, clutching at the hem of her shirt.

  Xinweila hummed a tune as she entered through the doorway, "Wolf Lord, I've come to see you."

  Gu Qingcheng didn't respond, and Xin Weila saw his mouth twitching slightly, guessing that the disinfectant was painful due to the alcohol.

  Liang Jinmo said: "Vera, take this young lady to the next room and see if she's hurt anywhere."

  "Good."

  Yang Brushed off stubbornly without moving, "I didn't get hurt, you can just have Mr. Gu check."

  Liang Jinmo heard this answer and raised an eyebrow.

  This kind of thing between women is naturally left to women.

  Xin Weila pulled Yang Muxiao forward, "Go to the next room and I'll give you a wet towel to wipe your face, then drink some hot water, your complexion doesn't look good."

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng again, and Gu Qing Cheng said: "Go."

  Yang Fu Xiao followed Xin Wei La into the adjacent ward.

  "This girl likes you, right?" Liang Jinmo said earlier that he could see it from her eyes, "That kind of warm and gentle gaze can only be unconsciously revealed when facing the one she loves. Moreover, she didn't listen to me or Vera, just your 'go' and she left."

  Having dealt with the wound on his face, Gu Qingcheng lit another cigarette and directly kicked him: "Go follow Zhou Yue to study psychology, you can also learn to analyze people's emotional world, why don't you analyze your own?"

  Liang Jinmo smiled and shook his head: "Didn't you go to Shanghai? Tiena is still in the audiovisual building?"

  "You have a mouth yourself, won't you go ask her?"

  Liang Jinmo shrugged and knew that if he talked to Gu Qingcheng about Tiena, it would only lead to more trouble, so he simply changed the subject back to Gu Qingcheng.

  "Qin Sheng is getting engaged next month, did you know?"

  Gu Qingcheng didn't make a sound, his fingers lightly pressed on the cigarette butt several times, and the ash floated down.

  "I think An Ze is just teasing you, the engagement ceremony will be held at your Ya Yuan," Liang Jinmo laughed loudly, "You're quite tragic... Ah, you're like this now and still want to fight!"

  Gu Qingcheng extinguished the cigarette and directly pounced on him. Liang Jinmo dodged quickly, otherwise Gu Qingcheng would have pinned him to the bed.

  Even if it's just exercising, this small hospital room is a bit cramped, so I'll stop.

  Gu Qingcheng sat back down, because earlier during the activity he accidentally pulled on the wound on his face and it hurt severely again, so he lit another cigarette.

  "Where are you going with this little girl again?" asked Liang Jinmo.

  "With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Gu Qingcheng's words were slightly unclear. 'If I'm not mistaken, those people should be from the South City gang. They have tattoos on their right arms with the character for "money". They're probably from an underground money house.'"

  "Is that place really Snake Valley?"

  "Hmm," Gu Qingcheng pulled on his coat from the bed, flexed his wrists, and made a cracking sound with his joints, "In two days, I think I must go there in person."

  "Hah, seeking justice for your little lover?"

  Gu Qingcheng's mouth curved into a smile as he walked towards the door and opened it, "Can't just let someone startle him for no reason."

  ………………

  When he came out of the clinic, Dong Zhe was already waiting in front of the car.

  Gu Qingcheng and Yang Fuxiao walked over, Dong Zhe stared at Gu Qingcheng, raised his hand and slapped himself in the face, scaring Yang Fuxiao so much that he stopped in his tracks.

  Yang Fuxiao never knew that a person could slap himself so hard that he would spit out blood, it can be seen that Dong Zhe really did go all out on himself.

  "Sorry, boss."

  Gu Qingcheng bypassed Dong Zhe and directly opened the car door to get in, leaving Dong Zhe standing still on the spot.

  Yang Mu Xiao followed behind, tugging at Dong Zhe's sleeve: "This time it's all my fault, don't blame you."

  "Yang Fu Xiao, come up here."

  Gu Qingcheng rolled down the car window, gazing at Yang Fuxiao with a faint look. Yang Fuxiao heard that the engine had started and hastily got on the car.

  The car started moving, and Yang Wuxiao looked at the clinic through the rearview mirror. The lonely figure was still standing there. She clenched her fists and said, "Stop the car! Stop it quickly!"

  Gu Qing stopped the car by the side of the road, "Huh?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and turned his head, "It's my own responsibility for something like this to happen, it has nothing to do with Dong Zhe, why are you scolding him?"

  "I didn't scold him."

  Yang Fu Xiao was speechless for a moment, and just now it was indeed the case that Gu Qing Cheng didn't say a word, but his gaze towards Dong Zhe was one of disappointment without any warmth. Yang Fu Xiao didn't know how the people under Gu Qing Cheng were divided up, but they should all be worshipping him as a hero, right? If their idol and hero were to let them down, that would also be a very sad thing, wouldn't it?

  "This matter has nothing to do with Dong Zhe, anyway if you want to be angry just be angry at me alone, let him come up."

  Yang Mu Xiao felt that what he said was very unreasonable and domineering, perhaps Gu Qing Cheng had always been this way to his subordinates.

  However, she couldn't bear the thought of others paying for her own mistakes.

  She was about to give up when she realized that Gu Qingcheng wasn't the kind of person who would be intimidated by others, "Forget it..."

  However, the next second, Gu Qingcheng turned around and looked at Yang Fuxiao with a deep gaze, took out the phone from the car holder, dialed a number, and when the other party answered, he only said four words: "Come over now."

  Yang Fuxiao looked back at the rearview mirror again, seeing that Dong Zhe's footsteps had moved towards this side. She inexplicably let out a sigh of relief and smiled at Gu Qingcheng: "Thank you, Gu Dada, you're a good person."

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, and his eyes gleamed with a hint of surprise. "No one has ever said I'm a good person before. In the eyes of many people, I am unforgivable."

  "Really? I didn't think so," Yang Fu laughed twice, "Then I'm the first one, you're a good person."

  Dong Zhe arrived at the side of the car and did not get on.

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Be more careful in the future, what to do and what not to do, it's Miss Yang who pleaded for you, otherwise you also know the result."

  Dong Zhe nodded and turned to Yang Fu Xiao: "Thank you Miss Yang, I Dong Zhe owe you a favor."

  Generally, people like Dao Shang speak with great credibility, and once they say something, they will definitely do it. Now that Dong Zhe has said this, he already treats Yang Fu Xiao as half a master.

  Yang Furong's eyes widened in surprise, and she waved her hand: "No need, no need, you take care of your own arm, don't give it to me."

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Go and investigate the rental house over there, I want to see it tomorrow morning."

  "Yes."

  Dong Zhe took a step back and watched as the car drove away in front of him.

  ………………

  On the way back to Zijing Garden from the clinic, Yang Xiao began to daydream again. However, this time when she was daydreaming, she would occasionally turn around to take a glance at Gu Qingcheng before turning her head back to stare at the windshield in front of her.

  Arrived at Zi Jing Garden, the car stopped, Yang Fu Xiao sat in the passenger seat without moving.

  Gu Qingcheng turned around to help him undo the safety belt, and as soon as her hands touched the buckle on his chest, Yang Fuxiao suddenly lifted his head and said, "I'll do it myself!"

  After finishing speaking, Yang busily and hastily unfastened his seatbelt, opened the car door and got out of the car.

  Gu Qingcheng's indifferent gaze swept over Yang Buruo's panicked and disheveled eyes, which were like those of a startled deer, and he couldn't help but chuckle as he followed behind.

  Yang Fuxiao went upstairs and locked herself in the bathroom, filling a tub with hot water and soaking her body completely.

  The water flow is like a pair of hands gently caressing my body.

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't have feelings for anyone, and over the past three years, she had also been in a relationship with a man purely to appease Xin Man's desire for her to quickly move on from Xu Mo Huang. Having someone fill the void during that empty period was fine, but unfortunately, no matter how they interacted, there were no feelings, until they eventually broke up.

  But this feeling, after three years, has finally been revived again now.

  This fresh feeling made her a little scared.

  Yang Mo Xiao had been soaking in the bathtub for half an hour, wiped his body dry and walked out wrapped in a bathrobe.

  A loose bathrobe enveloped her slender body, a face slightly flushed from the steam, lying on the bed, the whole person sank into the soft mattress.

  Rolled over twice on the bed, got up, and quietly went out of the door wearing slippers.

  Gu Qingcheng's room was just next door, Yang Fuxiao stood at the door for a minute, raised his hand to knock on his door, but instead of knocking, he turned around and went back to his own room.

  She now has this feeling towards Gu Qingcheng, purely because of Xu Mochen. She regards Gu Qingcheng as the kind of feeling that only Xu Mochen would have.

  Yes, it must be.

  Sometimes, liking something is like a summer storm that comes suddenly and without warning, regardless of the time or occasion.

  Qiu Qingcheng was heavily suppressed in his heart, and Yang Fuxiao picked up his mobile phone to call Meng Xi.

  This time, Meng Xi's phone was answered.

  Something happened tonight at the rental house, Yang Fu Xiao didn't know what was going on, but Meng Xi had indeed reported this address before and wanted Yang Fu Xiao to move in with her.

  However, when I looked today, the person living inside was not Meng Xi. Moreover, it seemed that Meng Xi had not lived there for a long time.

  Should ask around neighbors.

  But at that time, it was an emergency, even now, those people saw Yang Fu's face, I don't know what action they would take if they met again unexpectedly.

  "I'll go find you at your rental place tonight."

  "Meng Xi exclaimed in surprise: 'Who told you to come over?! That rental house has already been mortgaged to pay off the debt my brother owed, and I haven't gone back there for a long time!'"

  "I've been there, almost got beaten half to death, but luckily had... friends with me."

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't mention Gu Qing Cheng's name, and since Meng Xi had asked her about Gu Qing Cheng before, to avoid unnecessary explanations, she chose not to say anything for the time being.

  However, Yang Fu Xiao heard Meng Xi's voice trembling, as if she was crying.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  "I'm so fed up, my brother came to our house again yesterday and forced me to give him money. My grandmother only has a little pension left, but he still wants to take it away, and also wants to take the property certificate. I'm guarding it here right now!"

  Yang Furrowed his brow deeply: "Are you alone? I'll go over now..."

  "Don't come over, it's almost eleven now, so late at night," Meng Xi smiled, "You can rest assured that I'll take care of my grandmother, you have a good sleep tonight, and after things are settled tonight, I'll go to work tomorrow morning."

  "Uh-huh."

  Yang Fangxiao hung up the phone, put her mobile phone aside to charge, and sat on the bed for a long time with her legs in her arms. She finally turned over and lay down sideways, raising her hand to turn off the bedside lamp.

  It's already late at night.

  The door opened quietly, and on the thick carpet, there was no sound of footsteps.

  Gu Qingcheng slightly bent over and stood beside the bed, in front of him Yang Fu Xiao lay on the bed breathing steadily, already fast asleep.

  He slightly bent down, lowered his head, and placed his arms on either side of her. He kissed the spot between her eyebrows, and in the instant he lifted his head, his shoulders stiffened for a moment, but his eyes cleared up immediately.

  Yang Xiao, who was in a deep sleep, unconsciously murmured and turned over.

  Gu Qingcheng got up, stood by the bed for a while, turned around and walked out, gently closing the door.

  He returned to his own room and stood in front of the floor mirror, carefully examining the person in the mirror.

  Separated by a layer of glass mirror, there is a feeling of being separated by a very far distance.

  The phone beside him rang, Gu Qingcheng picked up the phone and glanced at the screen before answering the call.

  A voice came from the receiver: "The person named Xu Muhuang you asked me to investigate previously, I've investigated and didn't find anything."

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes deeply: "What does it mean?"

  "No such person."

  "Continue searching," Gu Qingcheng's eyes gleamed coldly, "I'll give you time."

  ………………

  It was at this quiet night, in a bungalow in the suburbs, the dark door panel, the door bolt suddenly swayed lightly twice, Meng Xi, who was half asleep and half awake on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

  She sat up straight and alert, moving a chair to block the door.

  Mrs. Meng has been in poor health recently, and with her son and grandson making a ruckus outside, she can't sleep soundly at night and wakes up at the slightest noise.

  "Xiao Xi, what's wrong?"

  Meng Xi waved her hand: "Grandma, go to sleep, lock the box."

  Grandma Meng had a small wooden box with a lock on it, inside which were two deposit books and a property certificate. These were the only assets left behind by her late husband before he passed away, and she must take good care of them.

  Outside the door, Meng Peng's voice came: "Sister, what are you doing now? You won't even let your big brother in?"

  Meng Xi's face showed a look of disgust, "What are you doing coming in now? Isn't it just to rob money? If you dare to break in again, I'll call the police right now!"

  Meng Peng immediately said: "What's the matter, we're all family, are you just going to watch as your brother is beaten to death by loan sharks?! Sister, how can your heart be so cruel?!"

  Meng Xi sneered: "Why didn't the usurer beat you to death! You must have no money on you, don't think I don't know. Previously, you went to the hotel to find me once, and at that time, I had diarrhea and ran to the toilet several times. You took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the office and stole a necklace from the gift box next to my desk!"

  Meng Peng's voice paused for a moment, but he still said: "What are you talking nonsense about? None of this is true."

  "Could it be gone? The necklace in the gift box was lost, vanished into thin air. Did it really grow wings and fly away? At that time, there was only you alone in the office!" Meng Xi's voice was icy cold. "Later on the second day, it was you who personally told me that you won the lottery, 30 million!"

  "What three hundred million! The pawnshop only gave me one hundred and fifty million!"

  As soon as Meng Peng said this sentence, he almost bit his own tongue. This was simply lifting a rock to hit his own foot.

  "One million five hundred thousand! Do you know, Meng Peng, that you are committing a crime right now?! If I send you to the police station, you'll end up in jail! You'll never be able to turn your life around again!"

  Meng Xi had heard Yang Fu Xiao mention the necklace before, and several times she wanted to speak up, but she really couldn't open her mouth.

  She knew what she should say as her best friend, but...

  She felt that her life was already miserable enough, whether in family or love, she didn't want her friendship to be hurt again, nor did she want her friends to look down on her because of the dirty people around her.

  Meng Peng suddenly slammed the door twice, "Open the door quickly! Are you going to give me the money or not, damn it!"

  Meng Xi pressed firmly against the door and refused to let Meng Peng in.

  Who knew, Meng Peng had been bluffing outside the door earlier. He had a key in his hand and now used it to unlock the door. With a loud crash, the door was kicked open. Meng Xi's head hit the wall with a thud, stars flashed before her eyes, her forehead suddenly hurt, and a red haze appeared before her eyes.

  Meng Xi wiped her eyes with her hand and saw that Meng Peng had already rushed over to grab the box from Grandma Meng's hands, so she directly pounced on Meng Peng.