Jade Garden

  Aunt Li gave Yang Xiao a hangover soup, and Yang Xiao was already lying on the bed in a half-asleep state. Maybe it was too noisy earlier, now he had no energy at all, even lifting his eyelids felt tired, and he hadn't even changed his clothes or taken a bath, just covered his head and fell asleep.

  Auntie Li let out a sigh, shook her head and turned around to close the door.

  Yang Murmured a sentence, Aunt Li heard it and reopened the door that had been closed halfway, "Murong Xiao?"

  The voice had already disappeared, and it seemed that the whisper just now was just a misunderstanding of Aunt Li.

  No one knew when Gu Qingcheng would return, so Li Ayi reached out and turned off the bedside lamp in Yang Fu's room as well, plunging it into darkness.

  All the way to midnight, Binley suddenly returned to Zijing Garden like a thunderbolt. At the parking lot, a black figure stood still, having waited for a long time.

  Half an hour ago, Dong Zhe had already arrived at the parking garage location, waiting for Gu Qingcheng's arrival.

  The car stopped steadily, and Dong Zhe walked over and stood beside it.

  Gu Qingcheng opened the car door, stepped out with his long legs, walked around the front of the car, and came over to take a signed document from Dong Zhe's hand.

  Dong Zhe said: "It was three years ago, the time is far away, this is a bank card swipe voucher for consumption at DK Mall three years ago. The signature on it is Xu Muhuang."

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes swept over the card with a somber gaze, his slender fingers taking it in hand. Due to the passage of time, the characters on it were no longer very clear, but the three words "Xu Muhuang" written in black pen at the back could still be seen.

  Judging from the handwriting alone, it doesn't seem like his handwriting; this handwriting appears more elegant and refined.

  Gu Qingcheng furrowed his brow, suddenly remembering a month ago. Yang Fu Xiao had him sign his name on paper.

  On this credit card receipt, the printed product name is: LOVE diamond ring, inlaid diamonds, white 18K gold, 10,900.

  And the time was December 8th, three years ago.

  Is buying a diamond ring asking for marriage?

  Dong Zhe Li stood on one side, slightly lowering his head, and didn't look at Qing Cheng's expression at this moment.

  Gu Qingcheng rubbed his fingers over the thin piece of paper in his hand. He put the paper into his pocket and turned to Dong Zhe, saying: "Continue investigating."

  Dong Zhe nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said: "But..."

  It's already very obvious, almost as if he never existed.

  This piece of paper is just an entry point, but under the entry point, there is nothing, it seems to be just a very small crack, and the rest has all been erased.

  Gu Qingcheng saw Dong Zhe's hesitation and said in a deep voice: "Search Yang Fuxiao's body."

  "Yes."

  Dong Zhe drove away. Gu Qingcheng sat in the car and smoked a cigarette, the smoke rising slowly, faintly visible.

  ………………

  Fang Shu was increasingly baffled by Gu Qingcheng's behavior.

  At first, because of the Yang family's affairs, he was particularly close to Yang Duxiao. Now, however, he has already felt a bit of change, just like how General Manager Gu is now sitting at his desk, holding and staring at Yang Duxiao's personal information form that she filled out before taking up her internship position in the company for a long time.

  Was it because of Yang's persistence?

  But isn't Gu Qingcheng the kind of person who usually dislikes women who take the initiative to pester her? As the highest secretary, those who had taken the initiative to find her before were all automatically asked to leave, how could there be someone like Yang Fuxiao? Originally, when he brought Yang Fuxiao to Shanghai, Fang Shu already felt that things had become abnormal.

  Fang Shu took a moment, walked into the rest room, and dialed Shen Sanbo Shen Zhou's phone number again.

  Shen Sanbo is the chairman of MSN and the president of the shareholders' meeting. However, due to his advanced age, he no longer manages company affairs, having handed over full authority to Gu Qingcheng. Nevertheless, MSN's internal workings are complex and intricate, with many rules and regulations that have not been fully grasped.

  When Shen Sanbo received Fang Shu's phone call, he had just come out of Ganlu Temple and was standing under a towering pine tree with a thin layer of mist on his body. After listening to Fang Shu's words, he slightly furrowed his brow: "The daughter of the Yang family... is it Yang Fanghai?"

  Fang Shu slightly stunned, "Yes."

  "Alright, I understand."

  "Do I still need to bring Yang Xiao to see you?"

  "It's okay," Shen Zhou murmured after a moment of contemplation, as the sunlight poured down from the dense forest above, "we'll meet again soon."

  ………………

  Asia-Pacific President's office inside.

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes were bright and clear as he flipped through the personal data report written by Yang Buruo, with a one-inch ID photo showing her cute and lovely face.

  He noticed that on Yang Fu's personal resume, his birth year and month was 1208.

  Yesterday, Dong Zhe gave him a signed single, the date was December 8th, coincidentally, three years ago, Gu Qingcheng had two bank cards on his body, although they are no longer in use now, but the card numbers still exist, and the bank card number on this signed single is his card.

  She pulled out a framed photo from the drawer, in which Yang Xiao smiled brightly, with a large field of golden rape flowers behind her.

  There came a knock at the door.

  Gu Qingcheng put the paper and photos together into the drawer and said, "Please come in."

  Fang Shu, dressed in a light gray professional suit, opened the door and said, "General Gu, everyone is already here."

  Gu Qingcheng closed the drawer and casually picked up a pair of glasses to put on his nose. "Are all the materials ready?"

  "Two latest dispatch tables and quarterly plan tables have all been prepared."

  Gu Qingcheng fastened the buttons on his suit and walked out, with Fang Shu following closely behind.

  ………………

  For Yang Muxiao, there was no need to return to the sales center either.

  This is probably the shortest job Yang Mian has ever done in his career, only two days, and he even took a half-day leave.

  On this side of Ya Huan, Gu Qingcheng did not directly hand over to her, and everything was done by Fang Shu on his behalf.

  Fang Shu said: "Recently, we have been competing for the right to host the Economic and Trade Forum. General Manager Gu told me to let you look at the materials first today, and then handle some matters with me tomorrow."

  "Good."

  Taking advantage of today's rest, Yang Xiao wrote the plan book about the rooftop on her computer yesterday, and as she wrote, she had new ideas and added them in. She sat in front of the computer all day, writing a business plan, and after revising it tonight, she can give it to Gu Qingcheng tomorrow.

  As for this idea of setting up a lovers' seat on the rooftop, Yang Mochen was indeed very enthusiastic about it.

  Her reflection stared back at her from the computer screen, she propped up her chin, and suddenly a scene flashed in her mind - last night's drunkenness, and whether or not she had made any improper advances towards Gu Qingcheng...

  Patted his cheek, thinking about something, got drunk and broke up, don't expect to remember again.

  Yang Fuxiao walked back and forth in the room, stretched her waist, picked up her mobile phone and took a look, only to find that there were seven missed calls.

  When did you put your phone on silent mode?

  Apart from Shen Jia-yu's two phone calls, there were also three phone calls from Yang Guang-liang.

  In Yang's heart, there are still light and heavy, fast and slow, what is light and what is heavy.

  Compared with her adoptive father Yang Dongliang's affairs and Shen Jiayu, of course, Shen Jiayu was more important, so she called Shen Jiayu back first.

  Shen Jia-yu didn't answer the phone for a while, Yang Fu-xiao shrugged and just hung up the phone when it rang again.

  It is Yang Kuang's beam.

  Repeatedly making phone calls to urge, is not Yang Guang's style. According to what Yang Guang said before, all hasty and selfish actions are purposeful.

  "Dad."

  Yang Liang said: "Is there time now? Come to the company for a trip."

  Going to the company?

  "Yang?"

  "It's not our own company, where are you going?" Yang Guoliang said, "I'm waiting for you here, come over now."

  Yang Fu Xiao was still suspicious in his heart, but he went out of the door anyway.

  Yang Kuo-liang had wanted Yang Fei-xiao to enter the Yang family after graduation, but after a big argument with Yang Su-su at home, he put his adopted daughter on hold.

  Anyway, she's just an adopted daughter, so it's fine to treat her as a pawn.

  She arrived at the Yang's residence and was directly invited by the secretary to the office of Yang Kung-jiang upstairs.

  "Dad."

  Yang Dongliang asked Yang Chao to sit down, instructed his secretary to pour water for Yang Chao, and first asked about Yang Chao's recent situation, whether he was comfortable staying in Gu Qingcheng.

  Yang Fu Xiao lowered her eyelids and answered one by one.

  She was still a bit unaccustomed to such enthusiastic inquiries from Yang's family.

  Yang Dongliang then got to the point: "Now it's already October, you're also getting married, your sister is not paying attention to company matters, next year she will go abroad for further studies, and now there is no one around Dad who can help, so I was thinking of asking you to come over to the company to help out."

  Oh, so it was her after all.

  Yang Mu Xiao said: "Dad, I haven't graduated yet, and besides, I'm still Ah Yuan's intern. Let's talk about it after I graduate next year..."

  Yang Gang interrupted her: "In the past, when you didn't understand something, you would ask the secretary to teach you. Now, this company that I've worked hard to build, when I'm old, those relatives who are not even related by blood will definitely not be able to take over. It will definitely all go to you and Su Su. Su Su doesn't care about management at all."

  Yang Fu Xiao thought to himself, hadn't the Yang family gone through several big storms before? Why else would they be in such a hurry to let Gu Qing Cheng's MSC investment come in? Were they going to make a comeback from a desperate situation again?

  However, since it can exercise oneself, having an extra job doesn't have any harm.

  Moreover, if Yang Fuxiao doesn't agree, Yang Kuanglei will definitely not give up. With coercion and temptation, the Yang family is most skilled at this kind of thing, she learned it clearly from Song Tiankuo for the first time.

  Yang Mu Xiao was following Yang Guo Liang's secretary to handle the procedures, and he couldn't help but think that sometimes it's really hard to understand who can empathize with others, after being cold for a long time, when someone shows concern, it feels like a warm spring breeze in March.

  "Dawn, wait for me."

  Yang Brush Dawn stopped in his tracks, turned around and saw Yang Kui Liang handing over a folder, "You help me send this file to XX Grand Hotel, a customer is anxious."

  "Alright."

  Yang Rongliang wrote down the address on a piece of paper and handed it to Yang Moxiao, who took the document and the note and left the Yang's house.

  Yang got into the taxi and told the driver the name of the hotel he needed to go to.

  Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Yang Xiao took out the documents from the file bag and took a look. Anyway, they were not confidential files.

  It is about the project planning book of a resort in Kinmen Bay.

  Gold Coast

  Which company is currently undertaking the project of Marina Bay Sands?

  I don't remember clearly anymore.

  Yang Mo Xiao put the documents back into her bag and looked up to find herself already at the hotel entrance.

  Room 2021. Hong Ta Ma Gang.

  Yang Fuxiao took the elevator upstairs, knocked on the door according to the room number, and the one who opened the door was Gu Qingcheng.

  She widened her eyes in surprise: "How is it you?"

  Yes, Jinsha Bay is a resort project from government tender now looking for a cooperative partner.

  This must be the real purpose of Yang Guo Liang calling Yang Wu Xia over.

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and waved the room card in his hand, "Isn't this what you gave me?"

  Yang Xiaodong looked at the visitor in Gu Qingcheng's hand, and suddenly understood that this was a small trick Yang Shuliang deliberately used to send her over, in exchange for the cooperation rights of Jinsha Bay project.

  However, what is obvious can easily be pierced through.

  She suddenly felt a fire burning up inside her, Yang Dongliang had actually used her as a bargaining chip for the second time, after selling her to the Shen family, he was now reselling her to Gu Qingcheng, did he really think she was merchandise?

  Just as Yang Fuxiao was thinking, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the safe passage in the corridor. He slightly turned his head to look over and was suddenly dazzled by a flash of light. Immediately afterwards, Gu Qingcheng had already pulled Yang Fuxiao into the room.

  The door behind her was suddenly closed, and Yang Xiao was pressed against the door panel by Gu Qingcheng, isolating the inquiring voices that came rushing in like a tide from outside.

  Yang Xiaolong pursed her lips and looked at the man's profile close to her, "The room card wasn't given by me, it should be Yang Guangliang who gave it to you."

  She put the folder in her hand on the table beside her, looking gloomy.

  Gu Qing's head tilted slightly, his lips almost brushing against Yang Du Xia's cheek as he raised an eyebrow.

  He took the file from Yang Xiaoxiao's hand, opened it and took a look, pulled out half of it, and when he saw the words "Jinsha Bay Resort", he put the file back in. He raised his hand and placed it on the cabinet beside him, "Now you're just using me to exchange for this resort project?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and hid beside him, without making a sound, one hand clenched into a fist.

  She didn't expect Yang Guoliang would let her come to the hotel room, and then find a reporter again. If this gets out, what good will it do for the Yang family?

  "You're from the Yang family, so you must have been followed," Gu Qingcheng leaned against a chair on one side, hugging his arms, "You should have been photographed just now."

  Yang Duoxiao nodded slightly.

  Yes, she was definitely photographed, especially since she turned her head back for a glance.

  What's to be done?

  If people knew that she and Gu Qingcheng were in a hotel suite together, who knows how those reporters with their mouths full of nonsense would write about it. They'd say she's not virtuous, that she's still two months away from getting married but is already messing around with another man at a hotel.

  I wonder what Shen Jia-yu will think of her...

  Although she also wanted to get rid of this engagement, if it was at the cost of sacrificing her own reputation, then she would rather not.

  Just as he was thinking this way, the mobile phone in his bag suddenly rang.

  Yang brushed off the dawn and dodged Gu Qingcheng's searching gaze, took out his mobile phone from his bag, saw Shen Jiaoyu's number and hesitated for a moment before turning around to press the answer button.

  She walked over to the window, "Hey, Shen Shao."

  Shen Jia-yu said: "I just went to a meeting and didn't bring my phone with me, so I didn't receive your call."

  He first explained why he didn't answer Yang's phone call in time, then said the purpose of his call: "I'm at the sales center now, are you off work?"

  "No, not going, I had a bit of an issue at the sales office yesterday, so I didn't go today and went to work at Ya Wan instead."

  "Alright, you should be in charge of this economic and trade forum, we also have the opportunity to cooperate," Shen Jiayou put on his Bluetooth headset and steered with both hands, "I'll probably arrive at the Asia Plaza in about 10 minutes, when I get there, I'll call you to come down."

  "It's okay! I... " Yang Xiao felt embarrassed to continue hiding the truth from Shen Jia-yu, who was so gentle and refined. "I've encountered some issues outside, so you don't need to come pick me up."

  On the other end of the phone, Shen Jia-yu was silent for a moment before saying, "Mm, I see. I'll contact you again another day."

  Hanging up the phone, Yang Xiao turned around.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the desk, with a fleeting emotion in his dark and profound eyes that was easy to overlook and hard to grasp. His thin lips opened slightly: "Shen Jiayou?"

  Yang Mo Xiao dodged Gu Qing Cheng's piercing gaze and said, "Yes."

  Yang Fuxiao took a metal lighter from the wooden table on one side, her fingers clicking to ignite it. "Fiancé?"

  At this moment, Yang Xiao felt a bit awkward, cleared his throat, looked up and saw that Gu Qingcheng had just lit a cigarette, walked over directly, blinked: "Gu Dada, are you eating vinegar?"

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes and looked at Yang Fuxiao, the hand holding the cigarette lifted upwards, and Yang Fuxiao instinctively took a step back, making a defensive gesture.

  Gu Qingcheng smiled and shook his head, turned around and sat on the sofa, unbuttoned the two buttons near the collar, and crossed his legs to tap on the table.

  "What does 'dà dà' actually mean?"

  For Gu Qingcheng's words, Yang Mochen was slightly stunned for a moment, "Don't you know? It's been circulating from BBS, it's a term of respect for someone you admire, mainly called so-and-so Dàrén (adult), later Dàrén felt too formal, so it changed to Dàdà, it's a respectful term."

  "Oh?" Gu Qingcheng's dark pupils shifted slightly as he glanced at Yang Fuxiao's profile, "I seem to have heard that in dialects, an older brother is like a father? Or perhaps an uncle?"

  Yang Mo had just taken a sip of water and almost spat it out, but ended up choking instead.

  "Cough...cough...cough..."

  Is this casual remark going to widen the generation gap?

  She raised her eyes to look at Gu Qingcheng, only to find that he was now gazing at her with a leisurely and languid posture, his mouth curled up into a faint smile, as if he had succeeded in teasing her.

  Yang Mo Xiao smiled and sat down next to Gu Qing Cheng, not daring to call him "Gu Da Da" for the time being. He simply omitted the form of address altogether, turned back to this page, pointed to the location at the door, and asked: "What do we do now?"

  "What should we do?"

  Yang Mu's mind flashed a bright light, "Was someone just taking pictures of you coming in?"

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head: "No."

  "That's alright then, now there's only me in this hotel room."

  Yang Furong suddenly felt relieved.

  "In a little while I'll take the room card and go down, distracting the reporters. When I'm checking out, you can leave from another elevator."

  "That reporter asked you why you came to the hotel, what did you say?"

  "I..." Yang waved his hand, "Private matters, I'd rather not say!"

  She looked at Gu Qingcheng's face with hope, but naturally didn't get his confirmation. She slumped and scratched her hair, "I'll definitely be blackened to death, but why do they want to blacken me? I'm just a small ordinary citizen."

  Gu Qingcheng lowered his head to look at Yang Fu Xiao, whose hair was braided in the back, making him look even more adorable. As he gazed at Yang Fu Xiao's furrowed brow and blinking eyes, Gu Qingcheng felt an inexplicable stir in his heart.

  "Dawn."

  Yang Mosheng originally had her head lowered, but when she heard Gu Qingcheng calling out to her from above, she directly lifted her head up and said "Ah?"

  Gu Qingcheng raised his hand and stroked Yang Fuxiao's hair with his fingers.

  Yang Brushed off with a smile: "There's nothing to do at home during the day, so I braided it, does it look good?"

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes flashed with a deep gaze, and he nodded: "Good-looking."

  Yang Xiao laughed even more happily, his mouth able to stretch all the way to his ears.

  When she heard Gu Qingcheng's words, she really felt that her heart was as sweet as honey, and almost blurted out "Then I'll make up stories for you to see every day", luckily she stopped herself in time.

  Recently, it seems like I've been a bit too pleased with myself because of Gu Qingcheng.

  Yang Xiao had not forgotten, the man in front of her, Gu Qingcheng, was still that ruthless and cunning Jade-faced Wolf, only occasionally revealing a warm side, she didn't know if she should believe him.

  Now that they were both in a hotel room and couldn't go out, Yang Fu Xiao, who had always been easy-going, turned on the TV to watch.

  Gu Qingcheng lit a cigarette and walked towards the bathroom, raising his eyes to ask Yang Fuxiao: "Do you go first or do I go first?"

  Yang Mu Xiao's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly recalled some scenes from TV shows, where the overbearing president would unbutton his shirt while approaching, with a sly smile: "Do you want to shower first or should I? Or should we shower together?"

  She shook her head vigorously, shaking off the images in her mind, and turned around with a mischievous grin: "I'm not taking a bath."

  Gu Qingcheng glanced at her, and in an instant, a small face turned red as if it could drip blood. He immediately extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand in an ashtray on the table, unbuttoned his shirt from top to bottom with one hand, and walked into the bathroom.

  Yang Fuxiao's two hands grasped the TV remote control, but his heart had already begun to beat uncontrollably faster, until the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, Yang Fuxiao became even more tense and sweaty.

  Suddenly, there were two knocks on the door, and Yang Xiao jumped up from the sofa.

  She didn't dare make a sound either, and when she reached the door, she swallowed her saliva and asked, "Who?"

  "Somebody called and said the hot water in the shower here is broken, asking for someone from the maintenance department to come and fix it."

  How is it possible?

  Gu Qingcheng is still in the bathroom.

  She was just about to say no, when the bathroom door suddenly opened and she subconsciously turned her head, only to see Gu Qingcheng walking out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, instantly closing his eyes, then slowly opening a slit.

  "The hot water is broken, let her come and fix it."

  Gu Qingcheng only had a towel wrapped around his lower body, and the water on his skin hadn't been wiped dry. Along his robust chest, streaks of water flowed downwards, disappearing into the towel that was wrapped around him.

  Just looking at Gu Qingcheng's physique, it was clear that he was the kind of man who had always worked out, without an ounce of excess flesh, only well-defined muscles. Although his skin was slightly pale, it didn't make him look feminine at all, but rather gave off a steady and masculine aura. Back in Shanghai's swimming pool, when Liang Yufan was doing freestyle with him, Yang Fuxiao couldn't help but be captivated by his tall figure gliding through the blue water, making her heart skip a beat.

  Gu Qingcheng wiped his wet hair with a dry towel, and it stood up like a thousand sharp needles, water vapor jumping off his hair.

  "Are you taking a cold shower?"

  "Uh-huh."

  In Yang's memory, Xu Mochen also liked to take a cold shower, sometimes in the middle of winter he would use ice-cold water, saying it was good for strengthening his physique.

  "Let her come in and fix it for a while, then you can use hot water."

  "Wait," seeing Gu Qingcheng get up as if he wanted to open the door, Yang Mochen directly stretched out his arms to block the doorway. "What if the reporters at the door take advantage of the situation and rush in? Isn't that catching us in the act? I don't mind not taking a bath, I... am not used to using the bathroom in an outside hotel."

  Gu Qingcheng nodded and listened to Yang Fu's nonsense, without exposing her, and simply followed her.

  Yang Fu Xiao shouted at the door: "The hot water is ready, no need to come and fix it!"

  She leaned against the door panel and listened to the rustling sound in the corridor, which seemed to be leaving, but there was still a faint sound.

  She is really afraid of those wolf-like reporters, previously said that flies do not bite seamless eggs, now she feels that she herself is a egg with seams, it's really pitiful, in the midst of chaos and darkness being a flower that rises from the mud yet remains unsoiled.

  Gu Qingcheng sat on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, the muscles on his body were tense.

  Yang Furong's eyes involuntarily looked over, a flush rising to her face, and she hastily shifted her gaze. Coincidentally, it fell on the scene downstairs, and she immediately stood up, "What's going on here?"

  She walked to the glass window first, lifted her hand and pulled open the curtain in front of her. She saw a black private car slowly driving over on the roadside and finally stopped at the hotel entrance. However, because the hotel's floor was a bit high, it was not clear who got out of the private car, but only could see that there were many people surrounding it.

  She thought to herself, it must be some big shot coming to stay, that's why they're making such a fuss.

  It would be even better if all these reporters squatting at her door could be attracted over.

  Gu Qingcheng hung a wet towel on one side, then walked over to Yang Fuxiao. His tall figure loomed over Yang Fuxiao, exuding an air of intimidation.

  His gaze also naturally fell on the downstairs, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

  Yang Mo Xiao pulled up the curtains without noticing Gu Qing Cheng behind her, and suddenly bumped into his chest. She stumbled backward, and Gu Qing Cheng took advantage of the momentum to wrap his arms around her waist. "Steady."

  "Oh."

  Yang Mo Xiao rubbed her nose and was about to dodge out of Gu Qing Cheng's encircling range, but was pulled closer by a strong arm instead.

  "Uh..."

  Yang Xiao held her breath as much as possible, hoping not to make a sound, lest Gu Qingcheng discover that her breathing was now several degrees higher than usual.

  Gu Qingcheng was getting closer and closer, Yang Fuxiao felt that through the fabric of her sweater, she could already feel the scorching heat emanating from Gu Qingcheng's palm. She couldn't help but lean in, slightly closing her eyes, her eyelashes trembling lightly.

  Suddenly a commotion was heard outside the door, followed by knocking sounds.

  The knock on the door pulled Yang Xiao out of her daze, and she suddenly lifted her head, just in time to catch a glimpse of a fleeting look of confusion in Gu Qingcheng's eyes.

  Taking advantage of Gu Qingcheng's slightly loosened grip, Yang Fuxiao hastily retreated a step back and reached the door. Hearing the voices outside, no one dared to ask questions.

  Her phone rang immediately after.

  It was actually Shen Jia-yu's phone call.

  Shen Jia-yu

  It's really afraid of what comes what, on this side the reporter has not yet responded, Shen Jia-yu called again.

  Yang Furong took a deep breath, her fingers hovering between hanging up and answering before she finally pressed the receive button.

  "Holding the phone to her ear, she said decisively: 'Shen Shao, I'm extremely busy right now. If there's anything, can we talk about it tomorrow?'"

  A loud noise came from the phone, and it coincided with the noise in the corridor outside!

  Right after that, it was Shen Jia-yu's gentle voice: "Dawn, I'm outside now."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  "Which one is outside?"

  Yang Furong stared at the door panel, her eyes almost boring a hole through the hotel room door in front of her.

  Shen Jia-yu smiled and said: "Right outside your room now, huh? Room 2021 is waiting for you to open the door."

  Yang Mu Xiao suddenly lifted her head after getting Shen Jia Yu's affirmation, covering the phone receiver with her hand, and silently screamed "Ahhh" with her mouth open.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the back of the sofa, just taking off his bath towel and putting on his shirt, slowly buttoning it up from bottom to top.

  Yang Furong sobbed with a gloomy face, took a deep breath, and put the phone back to her ear, saying: "I... that person is taking a bath, wait for two minutes!"

  She said that, and then she deliberately poured the water from a paper cup on the water dispenser next to her hand onto the ground, creating a sound similar to the sound of water in the bathroom.

  "Good."

  Hanging up Shen Jia-yu's phone call, Yang Xiao thoroughly lost his temper.

  What's wrong?

  If she were alone in this hotel room, it would be fine. Fortunately, Shen Jia-yu arrived and solved her predicament, shutting the mouths of those reporters.

  But the key is that there's another big living person in this room!

  Gu Qingcheng had already put on his shirt and was watching Yang Fuxiao, who was like an ant scurrying around a hot pot. He asked lightly, "Still Shen Jiayou?"

  Yang Buruoxiao nodded hastily, hoping that Gu Qingcheng would be greatly compassionate and omnipotent, turning into a table, chair, board or bench in the next second.

  She clasped her hands together, bowed deeply to Gu Qingcheng with a ninety-degree bow, and sincerely asked: "Please, can you help me out? Mr. Gu, Director Gu, Mr. Gu, Godly Gu..."

  Gu Qingcheng's hand gesture slightly changed, the cuff at his wrist was tightened, and he raised an eyebrow, "You tell me what to do."