Yang Mo Xiao crouched in front of Gu Qing Cheng, trying not to glance at him sideways, adjusted the blower's warm air, shifted into gear, and the air outlet blew out hot air with a whoosh.

  Gu Qingcheng lowered his head to look at Yang Fu Xiao, whose eyelashes were very long. They covered her eyes and cast a shadow on the bottom of her eyes. The light from the lamp above illuminated her delicate face, her lips pursed tightly.

  "Why did I jump off the building and die for love last time I came?"

  Yang's hand movement paused for a moment.

  "Is it for Xu Muhuang?"

  Yang Mu Xiao lifted her head and looked into Gu Qing Cheng's eyes: "No, it was my sister who made a mistake."

  "You've been drinking."

  This is not an interrogative sentence, but a declarative sentence.

  Yang Fu Xiao's body should still have a hint of alcohol, which he had on him when accompanying Zhou Xiang Dong to socialize in the afternoon. The cold wind outside had blown for a while and it had already faded.

  "I had a little drink."

  It's definitely more than just a little now, and my head is still buzzing a bit, but I'm already considered sober.

  Yang Fuxiao heard Gu Qingcheng say this. No matter how he listened, it sounded like a diversion of attention, so he accelerated the movements in his hand, and hated to quickly dry Gu Qingcheng's pants.

  However, the warm wind, the warm breath, plus this slightly intoxicating atmosphere that makes people feel dizzy, even if Gu Qingcheng were a Liu Xiahui, it would be hard for him not to have any reaction, let alone he had never been a calm and unruffled Liu Xiahui.

  Mr. Gu's pants were wet with a big patch, even if they were blown dry, there was still a mark.

  Yang Fengxiao turned off the hair dryer and was immediately pulled down onto Gu Qingcheng's lap. The hair dryer fell to the bed with a clang.

  Gu Qingcheng had already wrapped his arms around her waist, her buttocks were just pressed against the thing between his legs that was slowly hardening, she seemed to have been scalded and bounced off Gu Qingcheng's leg, but because of Gu Qingcheng's restraint, she sat back down with a thud. As expected, Yang Fuxiao heard a low muffled hum by her ear.

  She bit her lower lip and turned to look at Gu Qingcheng: "Uh, Mr. Gu, I swear, I really didn't do it on purpose."

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, his face leaned in a bit closer, the tip of his nose gently brushed against Yang Duoxiao's cheek, and he sniffed lightly, "You've had quite a lot to drink."

  Can you smell all of this?

  She was a little nervous with Gu Qingcheng so close. The small action of swallowing and pursing her lips had already exposed her racing heart.

  She put her hands on her legs and didn't dare to move, honestly saying: "I went to pick someone up, and then accompanied them to eat dinner and drink some wine."

  Gu Qingcheng took Yang Buruo's right hand, as if measuring it with his own, his fingers touching her palm. "Tomorrow, don't go to the guest room department, come directly to my office."

  Yang Fuxiao nodded and said: "Oh, okay."

  On Yang's lips, a fierce kiss was planted, as the tip of his tongue ravaged her mouth, wantonly licking and brushing against her teeth. The numbness spread from the inside of her mouth to the nerve endings, leaving her brain blank, unaware when she had reached out to hook her hand around his neck.

  The kiss was long and deep, leaving her a bit lightheaded until Gu Qingcheng supported her to stand steady, entering the bathroom, she suddenly shook her head violently, coming back to herself.

  Yang Wenshao took a deep breath twice, patted his own face, and warned himself to calm down, calm down, and must not panic.

  Fingers covering one's own lips, still bearing the abnormally high temperature from a kiss.

  Outside the door, Yang Su quickly changed into a new dress and came to knock on the door. "Dawn, have you dried Mr. Gu's clothes?"

  Yang Susu couldn't help but feel uneasy, what exactly had Gu Qingcheng been doing in Yang Fu's room for so long?

  The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

  To avoid any misunderstanding as time went by, Yang quickly walked to the door and opened it. "Mr. Gu is in the bathroom."

  As soon as Yang Xiao opened the door, Yang Su closed her eyes.

  Flushed lips, obviously ravished. And those sparkling eyes, obviously used to entice people.

  Yang Suxin couldn't bear it anymore, she pulled Yang Fuxiao's hand and dragged her outside, closing the door behind them. With one hand grasping Yang Fuxiao's collar: "You fox spirit, Yang Fuxiao, I'm telling you, don't even think about snatching Gu Qingcheng from me! He is someone I, Yang Suxin, have set my sights on! You can forget it!"

  Yang Fuxiao heard Yang Suxin's tone, she narrowed her eyes, wanting to retort fiercely, but changed her words at the last minute: "Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

  Yang Suxin was fed up with Yang Fuxiao's hypocritical face, which was actually a sly and cunning way of doing things, but gave people the impression of being pure and innocent. She lost control for a moment and slapped Yang Fuxiao hard on the ear.

  Yang Fu didn't think Yang Su would hit him and didn't have time to dodge, so he took a solid slap.

  "You still don't admit that you're a fox spirit, have you even taken a look at your own appearance? You'd be a pure seductress in a nightclub! Whore!"

  As she spoke, Yang Suxin raised her arm again. This time, Yang Fuxiao was prepared and raised his hand to block it, looking at Yang Suxin with a cold gaze: "I didn't defend myself the first time you hit me, but that doesn't mean I'll stick my face out for you to hit again."

  Yang Suxin shook off Yang Mochen's hand, "I'm hitting you is me giving you face! Who do you think you are? You're just a dog our Yang family raised!"

  Yang's face suddenly turned pale.

  It's not that she was afraid, but because this sentence pierced her inner pain.

  Yang Suxin looked at Yang Fuxiao's current disheveled and pale appearance, feeling relieved, and laughed: "So, you'll just obediently wait for the right time to marry into the Shen family, and that's it. If you're still running around and flirting with others at this time, not only will your reputation be ruined, but who knows if the Shen family will even want you anymore!"

  "I want."

  Yang Wu Xiao looked back and saw a tall figure reflected on the wall, as if it had the power to dispel chaos at the boundary between night and day.

  Song Tianjiao downstairs didn't pay attention for a moment, and as a result, his daughter came out to make trouble. Hearing the movement upstairs, she hurriedly ran up, thinking that this movement shouldn't be heard by Gu Qingcheng, but Gu Qingcheng happened to come out of the room just then.

  Yang Suxin had already petrified, muttering in her mouth: "Wha...what?"

  Gu Qingcheng walked out of the shadows and came straight over, putting his arm around her waist. "I don't want the Shen family, I want you."

  This sentence was like a hand that poked Yang Zhaosheng's heart with a force that was neither light nor heavy.

  Gu Qingcheng turned his face to look at Yang Fuxiao, lifted her chin with a twist of his wrist, and landed on the red and swollen cheek that was slapped by Yang Susu: "Does it hurt?"

  Yang Fu Xiao subconsciously shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

  The wall lamp in the corridor cast a faintly flickering light on Gu Qingcheng's profile, and she pursed her lips, as if she was stunned.

  A very long time later, Yang Fu Xiao still remembered that this was the first time Gu Qing Cheng had walked into her heart and moved it.

  It was Gu Qingcheng, not Xu Mochen.

  Song Tianjiao did not expect that in just a short while, Yang Susu would go crazy and fight with Yang Duanxiao. He hastily came forward to mediate: "Yang Susu, really, the older you get, the more you don't understand things! You're talking nonsense, quickly apologize to your sister!"

  "Right, sorry."

  Yang Susu had never seen such a bloodthirsty look in Qingcheng's eyes before, she clenched her fists, "Sorry, Fuxiao."

  Song Tianjiao walked over, pulled Yang Susu aside, and then scolded her severely, also making a show for Gu Qingcheng to see.

  Gu Qingcheng didn't say stop, didn't say forgive or unforgive, just asked Yang Fuxiao: "What do you think we should do?"

  Song Tianjiao's eager eyes turned to Yang Moxiao: "Your sister knows she was wrong, she must..."

  Gu Qingcheng gazed at Song Tianjiao with a chilly and dim gaze: "I'm asking her..." He slightly lowered his head, one hand stroking the tip of Yang Fuxiao's hair, "What do you think we should do?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and slightly lowered her eyelids: "It doesn't matter."

  "Really doesn't matter?" Gu Qingcheng asked again.

  This sentence made Song Tianjiao's heart tremble with fear, afraid that Yang Fuxiao's next words would be unfavorable to Yang Suxin.

  "It's okay."

  This was Yang Mu Xiao's final words, and with that, the board was nailed shut. Song Tian Jiao let out a sigh of relief.

  Tonight, Gu Qingcheng took Yang Fu Xiao away, and no one in the Yang family said a word, just watching as Gu Qingcheng hugged Yang Fu Xiao and disappeared from view.

  At the entrance of Yang's house, Yang Guang said: "Gu Qingcheng thinks that Yang Fu is really different."

  Song Tianjiao shook his head: "No, this only explains that Gu Qingcheng chose Yang Fuqiao between Yang Fuqiao and Su Su, but there is still Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng is the one in Gu Qingcheng's heart."

  Yang Liang was silent for a moment.

  Song Tianjiao continued: "Gu Qingcheng has been entering the public eye in recent years, as long as the female companion around him had conflicts with Qin Shuang, you saw his attitude, didn't last year's model get frozen out by Gu Qingcheng because of Qin Shuang? Qin Shuang is probably the only female star in the entertainment industry who hasn't been tainted."

  "Yes," Yang Dongliang turned his face, and in this short period of time, the wrinkles on his face had become very obvious, as if he had aged overnight. "So, that woman we went to great lengths to find previously still has a use."

  Song Tianjiao suddenly changed the subject and said, "What you said earlier at the dinner table about letting Yang Muxiao join the company, was that a real plan or just an excuse?"

  "Yes, I really have this intention."

  Yang Rongliang really intended to let Yang Moxiao enter the Yang family, even if it was just to hang a name in the Yang family, but followed Gu Qingcheng to Asia.

  At this moment, in the Yang's building, Yang Suxin was in her room, finding a stack of black and white photos from the drawer, which were the two-inch ID photos on Yang Fuchao's work permit, just enlarged and adjusted to black and white tone.

  She took out a sharp pair of scissors and cut at the photo viciously.

  "Whore! Fox spirit! Poke out your eyes! Slash your face! Let you go back to relying on purity to seduce people!"

  A stack of over a dozen photos, in just half a minute, were completely cut up and couldn't be recognized as their original form. Yang SuSu was panting heavily, pulled out a brazier from under the bed, lit it with a lighter, and threw all the photos into the brazier. The flames rose, and two sparks appeared in her eyes, both of which shone bright red.

  She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number from her address book.

  "Hello, I'm looking for Bao Yuxin."

  The phone should be Thin Jade Heart's agent, who was staring at it. A rustling sound came from the receiver, and a lazy voice that sounded like Thin Jade Heart's said, "Who is it?"

  "Bo Jie, I'm Su Su."

  ………………

  "Oh."

  Bao Yu Xin had just gone through a scene where she fell into the water, and let her agent wrap a thick towel around her body, wiping the water from her face.

  Only Yang Sososo from the other side said: "Thin sister, I forgot to thank you for what happened last time."

  Bao Yu Xin certainly knew that what Yang Su Su was saying now was the intimidation incident at the Asia Hotel last time, and the victim was Yang Mo Xiao.

  It's been over a month, and Bao Yuxin had lost confidence in this selected partner. This time, Yang Susu called again, which made Bao Yuxin secretly laugh to herself.

  "Don't mention thanks, your business is sister's business."

  "I understand what you said before."

  "It's fine, I'm just a few years older than you, and I've walked a bit further on the road," Bao Yuxin took over the cigarette handed to her by her agent, took a puff, "I can see things a bit more clearly than you."

  "And then she said a few more words to Yang Su, 'Su, I'm still filming on this side, so let me hang up the phone first. If you have anything, just call my private number directly.'"

  "Thank you, Aunt Bao."

  Hung up Yang Suxin's phone, Bao Yuxin threw the mobile phone to the agent on one side, took a puff of smoke, spit out the smoke, and coldly scolded: "Idiot."

  The broker handed the script to Bao Yuxin and said, "The next scene is with Lan Xuan, it's not easy to pass, take a closer look at the script."

  Bao Yu Xin snorted: "Shadow?"

  "Underestimate Lan Xuan at your own peril," said agent Peng Yu. "If you can't surpass her, then you'll always be relegated to playing second fiddle to her. Don't even mention having Yu Du as a backing."

  Bao Yu Xin raised her hand to extinguish the cigarette and wiped it on the broker's chest, "I know, are you annoyed? Are all men like this, with one set of words in their mouth and another in their heart? Don't pretend to be so ascetic."

  In the suburbs of Film City, a thick layer of clouds covered the moonlight.

  ………………

  In a private car driving smoothly on the road, Yang Fuxiao sat beside Gu Qingcheng, with one hand covering his face with an ice pack, occasionally turning to glance at Gu Qingcheng before hastily turning back to look ahead.

  Gu Qingcheng's hands grasped the steering wheel as he glanced at Yang Fuxiao's expression in the rearview mirror, his tone indifferent: "Regretting it?"

  "What's wrong?" Yang Fuxiao suddenly raised his head and asked.

  "Don't hit back."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and hummed a sound in his nose, "No."

  Actually, she is now thinking of Gu Qingcheng's protection for her just now, rather than thinking of Yang Susu and others. She feels that her heart is inexplicably fluttering with joy, really very happy.

  However, after Gu Qingcheng said this, she really felt that she had been tricked earlier.

  "Yes, I regret it, I should have grabbed Yang Susu's hair and pressed her to the ground, slapping her hard."

  Gu Qingcheng heard these words of venting anger and suddenly smiled. He turned his head to look at Yang Dafeng, who was now filled with righteous indignation.

  Yang Mu Xiao noticed Gu Qing Cheng's gaze: "Watch where you're going!"

  A large truck drove past in front of him, and Yang Xiao's back was drenched with cold sweat. Suddenly, the scene three years ago on the Pan Mountain highway appeared in his mind, where he had dodged a truck coming from the opposite direction and flipped into the mountain below.

  She even reached out to help Gu Qingcheng steady the steering wheel and then turned sharply in this direction.

  Gu Qingcheng controlled the steering wheel with one hand and reached down with the other to hold Yang Fuxiao's hand, patting it reassuringly: "Are you scared to death?"

  Yang's face was a bit pale, and the light outside the car window flashed by, reflecting on her face like Sadako.

  "Who is not afraid of death? Are you not afraid of death?"

  Gu Qingcheng said: "I'm not afraid, because after brushing past the god of death, I actually don't think it's that scary."

  Yang Mu Xiao turned around and looked at Gu Qing Cheng's profile, the lights and shadows outside the car window flashed quickly on his face, leaving a patch of light and shadow.

  "Previously, I was on a mission in the jungle of Vietnam and failed. For a week, my entire body's skin had large areas of ulcers and pus. Thanks to eating raw meat and drinking blood water, the rescue team arrived, and out of 20 people, only I survived."

  Bodies of comrades are around, in the dark jungle there are flying birds and beasts, holding guns tightly in hands, not daring to relax for a second, poisonous snakes and beasts, above the dense jungle covering the sky and sun, wrapping the entire jungle into a tight and airless dumpling, while comrades by my side keep falling one after another.

  Gu Qingcheng's brief words painted a picture in Yang Fuxiao's mind, causing her to gasp and clench Gu Qingcheng's hand tightly.

  "What... are you doing on a mission? Were you also serving in the special forces before? How many years have you been in the army?"

  Her astonishment was not only due to what Gu Qingcheng said and the narrow escape from death, but also the coincidence with Xu Mochen's timing.

  Three years ago, Xu Mochen also disappeared for three months without warning, and when he came back, his body had many scars. At that time, he lightly said that he was going to perform a task, but from the wounds on his body, it was clear that he had narrowly escaped death!

  At that time, Xu Muhuang also brought back a white bone for her, saying it was dug up from the ground, a leg bone, and brought back as a keepsake.

  "Ah, Xu Mochen you're really perverted, you actually want to collect dead people's bones!"

  Yang Buruoxiao let out a blood-curdling scream and directly threw that piece of human skull outside the window.

  Xu Muhuang widened his eyes and stared at Yang Fuxiao for a while, Yang Fuxiao unwillingly stared back at him with big eyes. Finally, he went downstairs to pick it up again, came back and poked it on the tip of Yang Fuxiao's nose to scare her, firmly refusing to let Yang Fuxiao throw it away, saying that she wanted to keep it as a warning.

  The car slowly drove into Zijing Garden, Yang Fuxiao grasped Gu Qingcheng's arm with both hands, waiting for his response.

  Gu Qingcheng turned around and looked into her eyes, saying: "Three years ago I served in the special forces, later my family needed me, so I retired and joined MSC."

  This was the first time Yang Mu Xiao had heard from Gu Qing Cheng's mouth about his military service three years ago.

  "She pursed her lips: 'You're also in Beibing Camp, A Unit?'"

  "You've already investigated so thoroughly, what's the point of asking me?"

  Yang was choked for a moment.

  It was indeed mentioned in the questionnaire given to Xin Man, but it didn't appear in the magazine interview later on, which had been edited afterwards.

  "But," Yang Fuxiao suddenly thought as he followed Gu Qingcheng upstairs, "you just said your skin was festering, but why isn't there a single scar on you?"

  There were only two people in the elevator, Gu Qingcheng and Yang Fuxiao. The mirror behind them reflected their figures, with a white light floating down from above like a thin layer of fog.

  Yang Mu Xiao felt that the truth was just in front of her eyes, yet it remained elusive and out of reach.

  "Haven't you heard of scar repair?"

  "Oh."

  It was like this all along.

  Scar repair.

  So, does Gu Qingcheng's buttocks still have burns? Maybe it was also done away with, what else can be proven?

  Yang Fuxiao followed behind Gu Qingcheng, head down and walking forward. Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng stopped in front of him, and Yang Fuxiao bumped into his back for the nth time. This time it hurt more than before, his nose stung, and tears fell down.

  Gu Qingcheng turned around and looked at Yang Fuxiao's tearful appearance, couldn't help but laugh out loud, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

  Gu Qingcheng's fingertips had a thin layer of callus that rubbed against her cheek, leaving a slightly rough sensation on Yang Fuxiao's face.

  She followed Gu Qingcheng down the elevator, moved forward to the door, opened it and went in. Yang Fuxiao suddenly pulled a corner of Gu Qingcheng's back clothes, looking at Gu Qingcheng with hopeful eyes.

  "Gu Dada, can you take off your clothes and show me your butt?"

  Gu Qingcheng's footsteps suddenly stopped.

  What a coincidence! Auntie Li happened to be in the living room and heard Yang Fu's words, suddenly coughing.

  Uh, nowadays young people really... accept incompetence.

  Auntie Li hurriedly walked forward, pretending she hadn't heard anything.

  Yang Furong's eyes widened in astonishment.

  It's already embarrassing enough to ask this question, and there's actually someone eavesdropping on us!

  Lost face all the way to the Huangpu River.

  Yang Mo Xiao directly passed by Gu Qing Cheng's side and ran upstairs into her room.

  Gu Qingcheng stood downstairs for a while, but didn't go to find Yang Fuqiao. Instead, he entered his own room, sat at the desk, pulled out a piece of paper and wrote three words on it neatly.

  Xu Muhong

  The pen rotated in a circle at the tip of the finger and then wrote another name Yang Moxiao behind it.

  Finally, he wrote his own name underneath, Gu Qingcheng.

  There is a single arrow between Gu Qingcheng and Yang Muxiao, double arrows between Yang Muxiao and Xu Murong, and between Xu Murong and Gu Qingcheng...

  Gu Qingcheng put down his pen, placed it to one side, picked up the paper beside him and gazed at the triangular diagram. He was lost in thought for a moment before leaning back against the chair, swiveling around, with his ankle resting on the knee of his other leg, and supporting his chin with one hand, lightly tapping his cheek.

  He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

  "Help me find someone."

  ………………

  At this moment, in Yang Fu's room, she was also tossing and turning on the bed, rolling back and forth, her restless heart finally manifesting itself in her movements, resulting in a sudden loss of control, and she fell to the floor with a thud.

  Yang Mo let out a painful hum and rubbed his own head, it really hurt.

  Auntie Li's voice came from outside the door.

  "Miss, are you okay?"

  Yang brushed off his head and sat up, "Nothing's wrong, I just dropped my backpack, it's fine!"

  She hurriedly went to open the door. Aunt Li was holding a small bowl in her hand, "I just cooked red dates and silver ear soup, have a bowl."

  "Thank you, Auntie!"

  Yang Buruoxiao took it with both hands, her face still smiling sweetly as always.

  Just as they were about to close the door, Yang Fuxiao suddenly grabbed Li Ayi and asked in a low voice, "Has the master also returned to his room?"

  Aunt Li smiled at Yang Wu's mysterious movements: "Yes, the master has returned to his room."

  "Auntie, I'd like to ask, is there a bus from here that goes to Beibing Barracks?"

  "Bei Bingying? That's really far away."

  "My younger brother is serving in the army in Beijiangying, I want to send him some stuff."

  "You need to take a detour, first take bus No. 23 and then transfer... Look at my memory, I've also forgotten."

  "It's okay, I'll just look it up online."

  Yang Fuxiao closed the door and leaned against it, holding a small bowl of silver ear soup in her hand and drinking it, while also checking the bus route on her phone.

  ………………

  The next morning, Gu Qingcheng woke up and saw a piece of paper stuffed into the gap under the door.

  "Dear Director Gu, I have something to attend to today and would like to take a half-day leave. Please approve."

  Yang Fu Xiao Jing Shang.

  What format is this?

  Gu Qingcheng casually folded it up and put it in his pocket, then walked out of the room.

  As I was going down the stairs, I just heard Auntie Li downstairs calling Yang Fu Xiao at the door: "Miss, aren't you going to eat something before leaving?"

  "I'm full, I'm not hungry!"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and ran out of the door. Behind her, Auntie Li said: "I remembered, you're going to Bei Bingying, just take bus 1022."

  Yang Mu Xiao had already run into the elevator and didn't know if he heard or not.

  Gu Qingcheng walked slowly down the stairs and asked Li Ayi: "She ran so fast, where did she go?"

  Auntie Li said: "Go to Beibingying, say you're going to see her brother and bring some things."

  Younger brother?

  Yang Mu Xiao still has a younger brother?

  Gu Qingcheng's mouth curled up with a hint of excitement, shook his head and sat down to eat breakfast. When Fang Shu called to inform him of the afternoon's schedule, he said: "The meeting has been postponed until this afternoon, leave my morning free."

  The person on the other end of the phone, Fang Shu, paused for a moment, "Okay."

  ………………

  Yang Fuxiao thought his name had already been assigned to Gu Qingcheng, so he directly reported to Gu Qingcheng's leadership and didn't ask for leave from the head of the guest room department that day, and naturally reported to Zhou Xiangdong.

  When Yang Fuxiao answered Zhou Dong's phone call, she was sitting on the bus drinking soy milk. When she heard the deafening voice coming from the receiver, she swallowed a mouthful of soy milk and moved her mobile phone three centimeters away from her ear.

  "Absent again! Have you all gone crazy? Not a single one of you comes to work without asking for leave? Take a look at your internship evaluation scores, see if you've met the school's standards after this internship period. Go beg your grandpas and grandmas then!"

  Because the voice was too loud, an old lady in front turned around and took a glance at Yang Fu Xiao.

  Yang Buru hastily apologized and said: "Manager Zhou, I've asked for leave on behalf of General Manager Gu."

  Zhou Xiangdong's voice was silent for a second, then suddenly shouted: "Now everyone has learned to skip-level reporting, right? What did you mean by what you said to General Manager Gu? Is it that I, as the manager, am not responsible enough?"

  "No, no, sorry I am... previously called your phone didn't get through, so I called Mr. Gu's secretary to say something, sorry next time I definitely won't do it again!"

  She really made a big mistake, this is the disadvantage of speaking without thinking.

  In the workplace, taboos on overstepping authority.

  Fortunately, Yang Muxiao is just an intern now and has not formed cliques with other employees at work. Zhou Xiangdong scolded her a few more words and that's it.

  "I also can't get in touch with Meng Xi here, she didn't come today and there's no phone call either."

  "Okay, I'll call her now."

  "Wait!" Zhou Xiangdong shouted in a timely manner, "Today, Mr. Shen originally wanted you to receive him, and now you are playing truant on short notice, give Mr. Shen a call to apologize."

  Isn't this Shen Zong Shen Jia-yu?

  After receiving Zhou Xiangdong's name and phone number, Yang Wuxiao felt that she really had a fate with Shen Jiaoyu, and Shen Jiaoyu's concern for her was purely due to his relationship with his fiancée. As a result, now it seems that Zhou Xiangdong has misunderstood that he has feelings for her.

  Yang Mu Xiao first put Shen Jia Yu's number aside and called Meng Xi.

  Meng Xi's phone wasn't turned off, which means she had charged it when she went back last night, but now no one is answering, could something have happened again?

  But now on the bus, there's no way to fly over and find Mengxi immediately, so I can only hope that nothing happens to Mengxi and go find her when I get back from Beibingying.

  It's a bit early to call Shen Jia-yu now, but since Zhou Xiang-dong has said so, it's better to apologize.

  Yang Fuxiao immediately called Shen Jiayu on horseback.

  As soon as the phone was connected, Yang Fuxiao said: "Shen Shao, I'm very sorry. I took a leave this morning, so originally, Manager Zhou assigned me to receive you, but now we need to temporarily change to another employee of Asia."

  "Is that why you called me?"

  Otherwise?

  Yang brushed off the dawn and said politely but distantly: "I will be on time for work this afternoon, I can hand over the project to you in the afternoon."

  It depends on which position Qing Cheng wants to transfer her to.

  A soft and gentle laugh came from the receiver: "I thought you'd call to tell me you're ready to try on wedding dresses."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  She really isn't ready for this.

  And she didn't want to prepare either, besides what Gu Qingcheng said at the Yang's house last night, if they needed to return the 130 million yuan engagement gift, would Gu Qingcheng be willing to lend it to her first?

  "You promised yesterday."

  This one sentence completely blocked Yang Bufang's next words.

  She has already postponed it from a month ago to now a month later, if she continues to postpone it, it would be impolite.

  "Good."

  Actually, talking to Shen Jia-yu doesn't require being on high alert all the time, just casually responding with a few sentences is enough.

  She hung up the phone and a young auntie in front of her turned around, "Hehe, were you talking to your boyfriend?"

  Yang Duoxiao subconsciously nodded, then quickly shook his head: "No."

  "Still shy haha."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  She thought she had met a neurotic and eccentric aunt.

  The man sitting next to the weird aunt directly stretched out his hand and turned the weird aunt's head back: "Play your elimination game."

  After a one-and-a-half-hour drive and a transfer, Yang Mochen finally arrived at Beibingying.

  I had been to see Xu Muhuang twice before, once I really saw him in person, and another time I waited from noon till sunset without seeing his shadow.

  Yang Fu Xiao stood hesitantly in front of the barracks, unsure of how to enter.

  The Beibingying in City C is a national-level key training base, with armed soldiers standing guard outside at all times.

  The soldier standing guard in front of him stared at Yang Dafeng and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

  "It's been three years since I wanted to find... Does anyone still remember Xu Muhuang? If I say I'm looking for Xu Muhuang, will anyone remember? Let me try anyway."

  "Xu Muhuang, but he's already retired... no, not retired, it was three years ago that he passed away in an accident. I want to see if he left anything behind here."

  She found that talking to a serious and armed soldier was much more tiring than talking to Gu Qingcheng, who had a knife hidden behind his smile. Just one sentence made her sweat profusely.

  Obviously there's nothing on his mind, so why is he speaking in such a stuttering manner?

  Such an attitude, falling in front of the gatekeeper soldier, is just guilty conscience, deliberately making a false alarm to cover up something.

  "Please show your ID."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Who still carries their ID card when going out in their own city?

  Yang Xiao was naturally unable to come up with an explanation, and the young officer on duty became increasingly suspicious of her as he looked at her, so he directly detained her in the delivery room for further questioning.

  Yang Furong heard this and immediately defended himself: "I have an ID card, I just forgot to bring it..."

  A voice came from behind "You have a good home and a car, why take the bus? Did you miss your stop?"

  "Is it just a big deal for you to take a bus with me?"

  It's the weird auntie I just met on the bus.

  The officer in front of him hastily stood at attention and gave a military salute: "Commander Pei!"

  "Hmm," Director Pei said as he walked past Yang Fu Xiao and took a glance at her, "what's wrong with her?"

  "There's a bit of a problem, we'll get to the bottom of it!"

  Yang Mu Xiao felt particularly puzzled in her heart. She thought she was quite reasonable, and Xu Mo Huan indeed was in this military camp, but now that she said it out loud, surprisingly no one knew.

  "Xu Muhuang, just these three words," Yang Fuxiao also specifically wrote the three words on the table, "You take a look, you guess it's later, go find someone who was already stationed here as a soldier three years ago and see if they know Xu Muhuang."

  The officer's face had three black stripes on it: "I've been here for three years, but I've never heard of this person."

  ………………

  Gu Qingcheng had cancelled a meeting in the morning, but he still needed to be present for this economic and trade forum bidding.

  Fang Shu did everything according to his requirements. Gu Qingcheng opened her laptop and remotely told the project team a few things in brief.

  "Everything today will be arranged by Secretary Fang."

  "Yes."

  Just as he was about to hang up the video call, the conference room door was pushed open from outside, and Gu Qingcheng saw Shen Jiayou enter.

  Shen Jia-yu saw Gu Qing-cheng in the remote conference on the big screen, raised his hand and waved: "Second Brother."

  Fang Shu heard this title and knew it had nothing to do with official business, so he let all the project team staff disperse and prepare for the second round of the economic and trade forum competition in the afternoon.

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Your dad called me yesterday and asked why you didn't go back."

  Shen Jia-yu pulled over a chair and sat down, "I've never gotten along with my dad. After I came back, I went to see my mom but deliberately avoided my dad."

  "You can't just not go home and stay in a hotel instead..."

  Shen Jia-yu said: "Second Brother, otherwise I'll move to Zi Jing Garden to live with you?"

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, just about to say something, when his phone on the side suddenly started buzzing.

  He glanced at the phone screen, closed his laptop and slid to answer the call.

  Over the phone, Yang Wu said: "Gu Dada, I'm currently on this side of Beibing Camp, I've been detained, can you come over and vouch for me?"

  The people in the army originally wanted Yang's relatives to testify, but where can they find Yang's family members? She didn't want to trouble Yang Zuoliang and Song Tianjiao, it was just that she purely didn't want to owe anyone a favor. Moreover, what were they to her, anyway? As far as she was concerned, in this lifetime, she only had one relative, which was her grandmother in X County.

  Then she thought of Gu Qingcheng.

  Gu Qingcheng hung up Yang Chaoxia's phone and reopened his laptop. The video conference room was empty.

  When they arrived at Beibing Camp, the young officer guarding the gate saw Gu Qingcheng and immediately called out: "Instructor!"

  Gu Qingcheng didn't recognize him, and the man stood at attention: "Zhang Feihu!"

  Previously, a batch of new recruits had just enlisted, and an instructor temporarily took leave to go home. Gu Qingcheng was assigned to take over as the instructor for a group of new recruits for two months, transforming them from being initially disobedient to thoroughly obedient.

  "I'm here to pick someone up today."

  Yang Fuxiao also heard Zhang Feihu's address to Gu Qingcheng and poked his head out of the window: "Is he your instructor?"

  Zhang Fei said: "In the past, when we first came, I remember that there were five of us brothers, and we couldn't take down Old Guo at all. In the end, we were all knocked to the ground... Wait a minute, boss, you said you came to... pick someone up?"

  Yang Furong lowered her head and made a deep gesture of guilt: "Take me."

  Gu Qingcheng took Yang Fuxiao out, and Yang Fuxiao was still asking if she could go to the archives management room to see if there was anyone named Xu Muhuang.

  What a pity, but it's not allowed.

  However, due to Gu Qingcheng's relationship, Zhang Feihu specially called the file administrator over to help Yang Fuxiao check, and it turned out that there were homophones, but no completely identical names. Even if they were homophonic characters, when the photos were brought for Yang Fuxiao to identify, none of them were Xu Muhuang.

  Yang Mo Xiao even pulled Gu Qing Cheng over, then tiptoed and pinched Gu Qing Cheng's chin: "Look, he looks almost the same as him, especially alike..."

  "Hmm, I've only seen one person with a face like Boss Gu's."

  Yang Mu Xiao looked a bit disheveled, having finally arrived at the military camp, only to be nearly mistaken for an obstruction and detained. What she got instead was a single sentence: "There is no such person as Xu Mu Huang."

  Does this person even exist?

  She doesn't believe it.

  Xu Muhuang indeed appeared in her life and would absolutely not be her illusion.

  But why don't any of his former comrades acknowledge his existence? It's been three years, many comrades have retired or been transferred, it's impossible that not a single old comrade is left here. Even in the military personnel registration records, this name has never existed.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng on one side: "Was it you who did this?"

  Gu Qingcheng turned around and looked at Yang Fuxiao quietly, "Why should I play tricks?"

  "Because..."

  Yang Fu Xiao also couldn't say it clearly.

  But why?

  The people in the military camp know Gu Qingcheng, but they don't know Xu Muhuang.

  Yang Moxiao sat in the back seat, thinking about things, and unconsciously picked at her fingernails. When they arrived at the hotel, Yang Moxiao had forgotten to say goodbye to Gu Qingcheng and directly jumped out of the car.

  Gu Qingcheng watched as Yang Fuxiao ran into the hotel, then instructed Dong Zhe, who was driving in front: "Go to Jia Chuang."

  ………………

  Shen Jia-yu now lives in Ya Wan Hotel and works at Jia Chuang.

  Jia Chuang is a company he co-founded with another partner, listed on the US stock exchange. At the beginning of its listing, the issued stocks were sold out, and it was rated as one of China's most promising companies. Later, it also set up branches in Hong Kong and Macau, and its products received widespread acclaim.

  Now setting up a branch in C city is considered the first step into mainland China this year, relying on the International Economic and Trade Forum in November.

  Gu Qingcheng arrived at Jia Chuang, accompanied by the receptionist secretary to visit around the company's internal introduction of some projects that are currently in its infancy, with great development prospects and hot hands.

  "Where is your General Shen?" asked Gu Qingcheng.

  The secretary replied: "He has an appointment with wedding dress designer Ricks to discuss some details, and it seems that he will pick up his fiancée to try on the wedding dress today."

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow.

  As soon as he returned to Ya Huan from Jia Chuang, he immediately pressed the intercom and asked Yang Fuxiao downstairs to come up.

  ………………

  In the office, Yang Fuxiao had already called Meng Xi more than a dozen times, but this girl just wouldn't answer the phone.

  Yang Moxiao really wanted to take a leave and rush to Meng Xi's home to see her, but Zhou Xiangdong directly warned her, so she had no choice but to sit in her seat and wait honestly until the end of work.

  But this time there is no way to try on a wedding dress again.

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't want to bother Shen Jia Yu with a phone call, so she sent him a message saying that she was following her friends back to their hometown and would be back in two days.

  However long it took, Shen Jia-yu replied with a short message: "Okay, be careful on the road."

  Yang Mu Xiao felt a bit uneasy in her heart, and repeatedly pushed it back, pushing it so much that she was embarrassed.

  Yang Wu Xiao

  Hearing someone calling from outside, Yang Fuxiao turned his head and saw Fang Shu standing at the door.

  "Come up with me."

  Yang Fuxiao followed out, Fang Shu said: "General Gu wants you to go up for a moment, follow me."

  The woman in front of Fang Shu wore a professional attire and high heels, exuding an aura that was several times more imposing than Yang Mu Xiao's behind her.

  Yang Mu Xiao was still wearing flat shoes because she had sprained her foot from wearing high heels and the injury hadn't fully healed yet, and she didn't know if Gu Qing Cheng would scold her when he saw her.

  Fang Shu led her to the office door and stopped, opening the door to let Yang Fuxiao enter.

  However, there was no one in the office.

  "Big brother Gu?"

  Yang stepped forward two steps, behind the wide office desk was empty, files were neatly arranged, golden sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling window, and a layer of scattered golden light was spread out in front of the window.

  Where is he?

  Yang Fuxiao crouched down in front of his desk, when suddenly a voice came from the doorway: "What are you squatting there for?"

  Yang Fengxiao suddenly straightened up, hitting his head on the corner of the table. He saw Gu Qingcheng leaning against an antique shelf by the door, holding an antique vase in his hand.

  Gu Qingcheng put the vase back on the shelf, walked directly past Yang Fuxiao and sat down in the chair, opened the computer, raised his hand to place a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his fingers clattered away on the keyboard.

  Yang Fuxiao stood stupidly beside him.

  What about me?

  "Secretary Fang said, 'You've come to find me, is there something you'd like to instruct me on?'"

  Gu Qingcheng's hands struck the keyboard, turned around and raised his eyes to glance at Yang Fuxiao, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "You wait first."

  "Oh."

  Yang Mo Xiao was bathed in sunlight and felt a bit drowsy, especially when looking at Gu Qing Cheng's enchanting handsome face.

  The internal line on the desk suddenly rang.

  "Director Guo, Shen Jia-yu, CEO of Jiachuang, is now requesting to see you."

  "Alright, let him in."

  Gu Qingcheng pressed the internal line at the same time, and Yang Fuxiao had already let out a cry of surprise: "No! Don't let him in!"

  Yang Mu Xiao was stunned when she heard Shen Jia Yu's name, thinking to herself "What is Shen Jia Yu doing looking for Gu Qing Cheng?" She had just sent a message to Shen Jia Yu saying that she would be returning to her hometown in the afternoon and wouldn't be back for two days, now they've met face-to-face and it's all been exposed.

  Ah ah ah, I'm going crazy!

  The sound of a man's voice came from outside the door, and footsteps were getting closer and closer.

  Yang Mu Xiao felt she had to hide now, so she directly squatted down and drilled towards Gu Qing Cheng's legs.

  Just as she had just crawled under the office desk holding onto Gu Qing Cheng's leg, the door was pushed open from outside.

  Yang brushed off the dawn, huddled his body, glanced at Qingcheng and made a "shh" gesture with his hands, then clasped his hands together in a praying motion: "Qing DaDa, please."