Gu Qingcheng leaned against the wall and looked at this message for two seconds before dialing back to this number.

  After a three-second pause, the phone was answered. The voice on the other end was slightly noisy, but not unexpected. The man's voice remained clear and calm, just like before.

  Before Gu Qingcheng could ask anything, the other person already said: "I'm back."

  Gu Qingcheng leaned on the railing with both elbows, looking down at a black shadow below, and smiled faintly: "You're back. The first one to send me a text message, aren't you afraid I'll directly send your location to Tiana?"

  "How did you know my first message was sent to you? What if I sent it to a group?"

  The man chuckled twice, and his voice was slightly lower than the first sentence. "However, this time I'm back with a different identity. Just to remind you, don't be scared when the time comes."

  "Oh?"

  "I'm still busy here, hang up first."

  Gu Qingcheng listened to the busy tone in his ear and had already sent this number to Dong Zhe, asking Dong Zhe to check the location of the number.

  But in less than half an hour, Dong Zhe had already called over.

  "It's in Guangxi. It's a new card that was just handled today. From the records at the business hall, it seems like this is the only call received."

  "Alright, I understand."

  This temporary card was probably thrown into the trash can at the same time as receiving Gu Qingcheng's phone call.

  Gu Qingcheng put away his phone, gazing at the deep and dark night sky, as well as a bright North Star in the distant sky. In C City's dazzling nightscape, he had never seen such a bright star before.

  The door behind him opened with a creak.

  Yang Fu Xiao leaned against the door frame and shouted: "Gu Qing Cheng, dinner is ready!"

  Gu Qingcheng raised his hand and extinguished the cigarette butt that was about to burn out between his fingers under the railing. He threw it into a trash can against the wall, turned around and entered the door.

  This dinner was made by my grandmother, relatively simple dishes, corn congee and steamed hot buns, stir-fried two dishes, one green pepper meat shreds, one stir-fried pak choi.

  Grandma was originally worried that Gu Qingcheng wouldn't be used to eating it, but Gu Qingcheng really gave Grandma face and drank two bowls of porridge by himself.

  After dinner, Yang Fu Xiao got up to collect the bowls. Her grandmother said to Gu Qing Cheng, "Little Gu, follow me over here."

  Yang Fuxiao's hand paused as she was putting away the bowls and watched as her grandmother led Gu Qingcheng into her bedroom, then followed behind them.

  Old Lady Yang turned around and slapped Yang Wu's forehead. "What are you doing following me in here? Go wash the dishes."

  Yang Xiaoxiao rubbed her temples, "Grandma, I feel like I'm not your real granddaughter. Is Gu Qingcheng not your grandson who has been away from home for over 20 years?"

  "What nonsense!"

  Old Lady Yang hit Yang Fu Xiao's forehead again, and Yang Fu Xiao stood at the door with a blank expression. The house door closed in front of him with a bang, and a gust of wind blew by.

  She stood by the door, wanting to listen to the conversation inside, but unfortunately, there was not a sound. She shrugged and turned around to wash the dishes instead.

  In the room, Old Lady Yang sat on the edge of the bed, while Gu Qingcheng stood in front of the table.

  "Little Guo, you sit down too."

  Gu Qingcheng smiled and waved his hand: "No need, I'm fine standing."

  He was wearing a thin black cashmere sweater and had a smile on his face, which made Old Lady Yang feel that this young man was even more reliable.

  Mrs. Yang took out a red envelope from under her pillow and handed it to Gu Qingcheng, stuffing it into his hand.

  "Grandma, what's going on..."

  "Don't push it away, just take it. There's only 200 yuan inside, not a lot," Old Lady Yang forced the red envelope into Gu Qingcheng's hand. "I don't have any hopes left, my daughter has been gone for over 20 years without any news, now I only have one granddaughter by my side, and I want to give her a better life. You're good to Xiao Shuang, I know that, so take this money as a promise from me."

  The old man's rough palm grasped the back of Gu Qingcheng's hand, he lowered his head and took a glance at the gaze in Old Lady Yang's eyes, nodded: "I'll take this money."

  Before leaving, Gu Qingcheng turned around and asked: "Grandma, I have a wide range of connections on this side, can I help you find your daughter?"

  "It's been twenty years already."

  She said, taking a photo from the drawer, "This is my daughter at twenty years old when she gave birth to Dawn."

  Gu Qingcheng turned around and walked over, taking the photo from Old Lady Yang's hand. He glanced at the woman in the picture, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he lowered his head.

  Mrs. Yang sighed, "It's been such a long time, I reported to the police station before, and it was determined as death ten years ago. Now I don't ask for her to come back, I just hope she is living well, whether in China or abroad."

  "I've never told Dawn these things, she doesn't have much memory of her mother, and repeatedly bringing it up will only affect her normal life. Xiao Gu, you shouldn't mention it to her either."

  Gu Qingcheng nodded: "Grandma, do you need this photo?"

  Mrs. Yang waved her hand: "It's useless."

  "I'll take care of it first and have someone investigate. If there's any news, I'll let you know right away."

  "Good."

  ………………

  The last night in her own small room, Yang Xiao slept leaning against Gu Qingcheng's shoulder, pointing at the stickers on the ceiling.

  "Look."

  Gu Qingcheng looked in the direction of Yang Fuxiao's pointing hand.

  On the ceiling, apart from a lamp for lighting, there were many Doraemon stickers around, which had already faded in color. Gu Qingcheng noticed this when he came to Yang Xiao's room earlier.

  "Do you like Doraemon?"

  Yang Xiaodong nodded: "When I first knew Doraemon, it was Duanyu who told me. Duanyu is the son of Uncle Beggar, some big kids always call him Little Beggar, but Linzi and I have always called him Duanyu."

  Gu Qingcheng grasped Yang Buruoxiao's hand and held it in his palm.

  Yang Xiao's hands were small, white and delicate, and Gu Qingcheng could hold Yang Xiao's two hands with just one of his own.

  "He said to me, do you know what Doraemon represents? It's dreams, it's being able to eat and wear warm clothes, it's being able to pull out one thing after another from your pocket, it's being able to have whatever you want," Yang Fuxiao smiled, "Gu Dadada, did you know that after watching Doraemon, I especially wanted to become the big brother inside, haha, having a small Dingdang with an all-powerful pocket."

  Gu Qingcheng glanced sideways at Yang Fuxiao's face, delicate and tender, with a smile at the corner of her mouth.

  He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, one hand hooked under Yang Xiao's chin, lifting it up, his index finger and thumb rubbed against Yang Xiao's chin, the kiss fell on her eyelids, then fell on her cheek, and finally landed on her lips.

  Every time Gu Qingcheng kissed him, Yang Fuxiao would have a heart-pounding feeling, his heart skipping a beat before suddenly speeding up, and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around Gu Qingcheng's shoulders and kiss him back.

  It seemed that under Yang Fuxiao's initiative, Gu Qingcheng also didn't continue to resist, allowing Yang Fuxiao to please him with her shallow and pitiful kissing skills.

  Just as their tender lips were entwined, Yang Xiao's tongue tip probed to pry open Gu Qingcheng's slightly ajar teeth, the phone ringtone broke the silent room's heavy breathing.

  Yang Muxiao wanted to take a step back and grab her phone, but unexpectedly was wrapped around the waist by Gu Qingcheng, "Finished teasing and want to leave?"

  "No, my phone is ringing..."

  Yang Mo's words were cut off by Gu Qingcheng, who pulled her into a kiss before she could finish speaking.

  Immediately followed was a flurry of kisses like a stormy rain.

  The moans and gasps in the room had just begun, endless and overlapping, Yang Xiao felt as if powerful waves were crashing over her one after another, she was like a silver fish, slapped onto the shore, without water.

  The phone on the table rang seven or eight times before finally stopping.

  It didn't ring again in the next hour.

  ………………

  In C City, on the riverbank of the moat, Meng Xi listened to the gentle female voice saying "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable", and let her arm fall down, gazing at the rippling water below the riverbank, and smiled self-mockingly.

  In this world, when you come, you are alone, and when you leave, you are still alone.

  Can only rely on oneself.

  When you need them, no friends can be relied on.

  Jiang Liyang's words still linger in our ears.

  "Meng Xi, everyone is moving forward in life, there's no reason I should be stuck with you! Stop blaming others every time emotional problems arise and pushing the fault onto others. No one owes you anything! Even if we were married, we could still get a divorce!"

  Meng Xi's whole body was trembling.

  But at the same time as being angry, I'm more heartbroken.

  Whether it was the death of Meng Nainai or Meng Peng's repeated requests for money, she always had a conviction, which was Jiang Liyang, who had been with her in college for four years.

  And now this belief has also collapsed.

  Meng Xi recalled that when he met Jiang Liyang in the afternoon, Jiang Liyang was wearing a famous brand suit and had a beautifully dressed young lady on his arm, walking out of the restaurant and attracting many people's attention.

  And she, wearing the cheapest clothes, in the corner of the restaurant, didn't dare to raise her head.

  This was the first time she felt inferior in front of others.

  Two people walked over, Liu Lili suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, Li Yang, take a look at what that woman is wearing. It's really...wearing that kind of clothes and still daring to enter this restaurant, aren't they afraid of being kicked out?"

  Jiang Liyang followed Liu Lili's pointing direction and naturally saw Meng Xi sitting in the corner.

  Liu Lili glanced at Jiang Liyang, "Is that woman your ex-girlfriend? I just realized, let's go say hello to her."

  Liu Lili said, and then pulled Jiang Liyang's hand to walk towards Meng Xi, standing high above the table, "Eh, you... seem not to be." She turned her head, "Do you know her?"

  Jiang Liyang glanced at Meng Xi and put his arm around Liu Lili's waist. "Don't know her."

  Four years of romance, now it's just a romantic memory in my heart, but to others, it's nothing more than a pile of dog shit that they can't even be bothered to look at.

  "This sentence 'I don't know' was undoubtedly the last straw that crushed Meng Xi."

  From head to toe, Meng Xi didn't lift his head to take a look.

  As she raised her head, she just happened to see Liu Lili turn around and leave with a scornful glance at her.

  The moat is very cold, it's already deep in the night, there are few people by the river, only the bare willow branches that have lost their leaves, being blown by the cold wind, making a eerie and terrifying sight.

  Meng Xi took a glance at her phone, but Yang Xiao still hadn't returned her call.

  She closed her eyes, stood up, and walked towards the stairs leading down to the riverbank, step by step.

  When she touched the icy river water of late autumn, Meng Xi shrank back.

  She can swim, but if she could swim and chose to drown instead, wouldn't that be laughable?

  Meng Xi didn't want to think about anything anymore, and with a sudden emptiness beneath her feet, she plunged into the water.

  The water was icy cold, Meng Xi's whole body trembled, forcing himself not to swim, letting his body sink slowly, without using the breath-holding technique, gradually sinking in, breathing becoming more and more urgent.

  In the last dazed moment, she seemed to hear a man's voice "Death is the most cowardly manifestation. If you want your grandmother's spirit in heaven to be disturbed, then die. If you want your ex-boyfriend to live a life of luxury while you only have a corpse with hair bleached white by the river water, then die."

  Meng Xi's mind suddenly flashed a bright light, and as her consciousness finally returned, she suddenly stroked the water with both hands and floated up from the surface of the water.

  She is unwilling, unwilling to let loved ones suffer and enemies rejoice, unwilling to die like this, but having come to this world once, she still hasn't gotten anything.

  I thought what I heard earlier was an illusion, but it turned out to be true.

  Wiping away the cold water from his face with both hands, Meng Xi was shocked to see a man standing on the shore.

  ………………

  In a quiet small town, in a small room, Yang Xiao was so tired that she couldn't move, leaning on Gu Qingcheng's chest, not wanting to move at all.

  Gu Qingcheng's fingers lightly tapped on Yang Fuxiao's waist: "Go take a bath."

  Yang Furong's strength was all gone, and she muttered unclearly from her mouth.

  Gu Qingcheng turned over and carried Yang Moxiao into the bathroom for a simple rinse, then carried her back to bed before returning to the bathroom himself to wash up.

  Coming out of the bathroom, Yang Xiao leaned against the headboard, dazedly opening her eyes.

  "Just now Mengxi called me, but when I called her back, no one answered. Could something have happened?"

  She was a little flustered in her heart, Meng's passing away, and Jiang Liyang's betrayal. In just one short month, Meng Xi had experienced the difference between heaven and earth.

  Gu Qingcheng wiped his hair and slightly furrowed his brow, "You..."

  "Ah, got through!"

  Yang Furong suddenly shouted, and Gu Qingcheng simply closed his mouth.

  "I didn't quite catch your call just now, are you okay?"

  "Nothing much, I just wanted to ask when you're coming back?"

  Meng Xi's voice was overly nasal, as if she had a cold.

  Yang Mu Xiao said: "I'm going back tomorrow, you have a cold?"

  Meng Xi sniffled, "Hm, just take the medicine and you'll be fine. Don't worry about it, go to sleep, we'll see each other at the company tomorrow."

  Meng Xi was fine, so Yang Fuxiao put down his phone and snuggled into the blanket, patting the empty space beside him. "Gu DaDa, go to sleep quickly!"

  Saw Gu Qingcheng's dark pupils with a hint of light, Yang Mo Xiao raised his hand: "This time is purely sleep! I absolutely don't have the energy to do it again!"

  Gently smiling, he lifted the quilt and lay down beside Yang Xiao, wrapping his arms around her waist.

  Bare skin in contact, Yang Xiao retreated a little, and was pulled closer by Gu Qingcheng, "Sleep."

  ………………

  The next morning, Yang got up early and helped his grandmother carry the water bucket down to water some simple vegetables they had planted.

  Yang Fuxiao moved a small stool to sit beside, watching her grandmother use a ladle to pour the water used for washing vegetables at home into the soil, and rubbed her nose.

  "If it could always be like this," said Yang Fu Xiao, "otherwise I won't leave, I'll stay at home with you."

  Old Lady Yang directly turned over, holding the water scoop in her hand and knocked on Yang Wu's head, "What nonsense are you talking about? People need to move forward, it's enough to understand that looking back at grandma is good, hiding at home, eating and emptying the mountain?"

  "Grandma!"

  She's already empty-handed and still has to pay off Qingcheng's debt.

  After a while, Yang Fu Xiao got up and poured the water that couldn't be scooped out of the bucket into the vegetable garden. Then she turned around and asked her grandmother, "Do you still remember my mom?"

  "I remember, no matter how long it takes."

  To be honest, grandma really has an open mind about this.

  Yang Fuxiao's impression of his mother had already reached an all-time low, abandoning her and his grandmother, then disappearing for nearly twenty years without a word, Yang Fuxiao even cursed her to death at one point, never wanting her to appear again.

  Grandma's body is still okay. The test results Yang brought back from the hospital showed that apart from some organ function decline common in older people, there were no hidden diseases.

  Yang Fuxiao's only worry was that her grandmother was reluctant to spend money on herself.

  So before leaving, Yang Xiaodong borrowed 20,000 yuan from Gu Qingcheng and made a deposit book for his grandmother. Before leaving, he put it under his grandmother's pillow and left.

  Yang Mo Xiao stepped on the shadow of sunlight, reached out to hook Gu Qing Cheng's hand, turned her face to look at his handsome profile, and smiled: "Gu Da Da..."

  "Huh?"

  Gu Qingcheng turned his face slightly, lowered his head and glanced at Yang Fuxiao, the morning breeze blowing his bangs scattered on both sides.

  "Nothing, just wanted to call out to you."

  Yang Mo gently tightened his grip on Gu Qingcheng's hand.

  Actually, she wanted to ask if you like me? Are you willing to marry me?

  But now that the question has been asked, it's still a bit early, and Yang Xiao doesn't want to dissipate the sweet feeling she's finally managed to build with Gu Qingcheng just because of this one sentence.

  Walking shoulder to shoulder with Gu Qingcheng in the streets, listening to the distant sound of soy milk vendors calling out, Yang Fuxiao turned her head and took a slight pause.

  I hope everything is still as wonderful as it is now when I come back next time.

  ………………

  Back in City C, back at Ya Huan, everything is back on track again.

  The most important thing is still the economic and trade forum, three days of time, actually many things have been arranged by Fang Shu, and there is only one week left before the official opening of the economic and trade forum.

  Gu Qingcheng was absent from such an important event as the Economic and Trade Forum, which made the major shareholders of the MSC Board feel very dissatisfied. How can the company's interests be treated like a child's play?

  Additionally, some media reported that Gu Qingcheng accompanied a mysterious woman at the train station late at night, causing a huge stir.

  Yang Mo Xiao also saw the photo in the news, fortunately the photo was not clear, it was a shot of Gu Qing Cheng's front and Yang Mo Xiao happened to be burying her head in his chest. At that time, Yang Mo Xiao had her hair scattered, wearing a black woolen coat, from the back view, it was basically impossible to tell who she was.

  For a whole day in Ya Wan, Yang Xiao didn't see Gu Qing Cheng, so he took some time to call Gu Qing Cheng.

  I saw it in the news photos.

  This is Yang Mu's first sentence.

  "Anything wrong?"

  This is Yang Mu's second sentence.

  "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

  Yang Fengxiao hung up the phone, rearranged her clothes, and walked out of the rest room. She saw a woman's figure outside, leaning against the wall to take water.

  Liu Yitian.

  It was the woman Yang Guangliang sent over to Gu Qingcheng.

  Yang Xiawu didn't know what the truth was, she only knew that Gu Qingcheng seemed to have reached some sort of agreement with Liu Yitian, who looked a bit like Qin Song, and then signed the investment project for Jinsha Bay. Yang's company finally got a chance to catch its breath, and the bank, seeing that Yang had secured new investments, stopped pressing him to repay the loan.

  Liu Yitian seemed to have not seen Yang Fu Xiao walking out of the inner room and was still lowering her head to fetch water.

  Yang Mo Xiao poured a cup of coffee and sat down in the chair. Liu Yi Tian received the water, turned around, smiled at Yang Mo Xiao, nodded her head, and walked out with the warm water cup in hand.

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't have much intersection with Liu Yi Tian, Yang Fu Xiao was under Fang Shu's command, while Liu Yi Tian could directly contact Gu Qing Cheng.

  Yang Mo Xiao sat at the edge of the table, stirring the slightly hot coffee with a spoon in his hand. After finishing a cup of coffee, he pushed open the door and walked out.

  Near dusk, Yang Xiaodong answered Yang Dongliang's phone call and returned to the Yang family for a while.

  Because Yang and MSC had formally signed the Golden Bay project, they were financially well-off. When Yang Guoliang saw Yang Daxia, he was beaming with joy, his face radiant with a rosy glow.

  Actually, the reason why Yang Guoliang called and Yang Moxiao came over this time was that she wanted to come over in person to check on the financial losses of the Yang family. Moreover, what about the MSC Golden Bay project? Why did it go to the Yang family? Was it really because of Liu Yitian?

  It's just like buying vegetables in a market, where there are obviously better choices, but instead choosing the worst one.

  Gu Qingcheng once said that he was a businessman, and businessmen always put profits first. However, now, at the time when Yang's family is in trouble, he has placed such an important project investment with Yang's family.

  Because Yang Fu Xiao is the daughter of the Yang family, and last time Yang Kui Liang also brought her to handle the procedures, in the subsequent shareholders' meeting, Yang Fu Xiao will not be able to hold shares in the company.

  Yang Rongliang smiled and said: "At dawn, the contract for Jinsha Bay has been signed."

  "Uh-huh, I know, and Liu Yitian is now scheduled to enter MSC."

  Yang Rong laughed and seemed to be mocking Yang Fu's report.

  "I'm telling you, at dawn, do you know what this means? Two points," Yang Tingliang lifted the teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea. "Firstly, all men are lustful, secondly, what can't be obtained is always the best."

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't know what Yang Kui Liang's two sentences meant, but now she doesn't want to delve deeper into it either. She came just to probe the truth.

  ………………

  At MSC headquarters, the board meeting had been going on for almost an hour when even the chairman, Shen Sanbao, who had stepped down, was asked to return.

  "The main thing is to ensure the company's maximum benefit, but what about now? General Manager Ku has actually abandoned the most important task at hand and gone on a week-long trip with a woman."

  "Some people have already bought our shares at a high price, if this happens again, we can't guarantee our own interests, really..."

  "Shen Dong, say something for once."

  Shen Zhou is already over fifty years old, but he looks very spirited. His white hair is dyed black and he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Shen Jian, the manager of the Shen family, stands behind him.

  Shen Zhou said, "I will investigate this matter thoroughly, so please rest assured, all major shareholders."

  The company's stock has indeed fluctuated greatly this week, with some suspecting that there is a behind-the-scenes manipulation. However, in the eyes of these shareholders, only money and profit are the most important things. As long as it damages their interests, they will absolutely veto it.

  Although Gu Qingcheng has been in MSC for three years as CEO, his prestige within the company is still not as high as Shen Zhou's.

  These major shareholders got Shen Zhou's guarantee and temporarily put their minds at ease.

  In the president's office, Gu Qingcheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the tiny crowd below, like ants. He raised his hand and flicked the cigarette butt, scattering ash everywhere.

  The door behind him knocked twice and opened, Gu Qingcheng turned around, it was Shen Zhou.

  Shen Zhou let Shen Jun wait outside and came in alone, closing the door behind him.

  "This time you've done something very immature."

  Gu Qingcheng remained silent.

  Within this week of his departure from the company, the stock market turmoil is definitely intentional, aiming to disrupt shareholders' recognition of him as CEO.

  Shen Zhou walked over to the sofa and sat down, "I've already told you before, Yang Muxiao is going to be your sister-in-law in the future. If you want to get along well with Jia Yu, don't mess with her."

  Gu Qingcheng's mouth suddenly curled up with a sneer, his eyes becoming even darker as he gazed out the window.

  Since Shen Zhou understood everything so clearly, how could he not know whether he had already made a move on Yang Fu Xiao?

  "This won't set a precedent, I've already placated the shareholders, but there are still some things you need to take care of yourself," Shen Zhou said. "Last time I asked you to come back for dinner, but you left that same night. Let Fang Shu arrange your schedule for the next two days and make time to come home for a meal."

  Gu Qingcheng responded with a faint "uh-huh", "I know."

  After a moment of silence, Gu Qingcheng looked up at Shen Zhou and asked, "Uncle, are you sure my mom's mental illness isn't hereditary?"

  Shen Zhou picked up the teacup in front of him, and the cup reflected a human shadow. "Dr. De Luo said that it is not ruled out, but for the time being, nothing has been found."

  Gu Qingcheng smiled: "But I feel like I have some hidden dangers too."

  "Don't think too much, Dr. De Luo has already done the test for you before," Shen Zhou said after finishing these few words and stood up again, saying: "Recently, don't go to Ganlu Temple to see your mother either, the doctor said her mental state is very poor lately."

  "Good."

  After Shen Zhou left, Gu Qingcheng walked to the edge of the office desk, took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit it with one hand, took a deep drag, and then exhaled.

  He immediately pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray again and picked up his mobile phone to dial a number.

  As expected, the person who answered the phone was not his mother, but a man's voice.

  I'm looking for my mother.

  "Miss Si is emotionally unstable at the moment and cannot withstand any stimulation."

  Gu Qingcheng sneered: "Including this son of mine?"

  "I'm afraid so, Mr. Gu. Dr. De Luo has given orders that nothing can be allowed to stimulate Miss Fourth at present. Any external stimulation could cause her irreparable harm."

  "You hand the phone over to Dero, I'll talk to him myself."

  "I'm afraid so, Mr. Gu. Dr. De Rohan is currently in treatment and cannot..."

  Before he could finish listening, Gu Qingcheng had already raised his hand and slammed the phone to the ground. The phone hit the wall with a loud crash, and its back cover fell off.

  Fang Shu was startled and pushed the door that had already been opened a crack shut again.

  "Come in!"

  Fang Shu lowered his head and pushed open the door, "Director Gu."

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the office desk with his arms around him, slightly lowering his head, "What's up?"

  Fang Shu said: "On the other side of Ya Wan, a contract has appeared with problems, Liu Yi Tian has already faxed it over."

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes flickered, and he sat down in his office chair, knocking on the desk with one hand. "Bring it over and let me take a look."

  Fang Shu handed over the problematic contract with both hands, while Gu Qingcheng put on his glasses and said, "Call Fucha at dawn, there's a dinner party tonight, you don't need to go."

  ………………

  Yang Fu Xiao received Fang Shu's phone call while checking Yang's account books.

  "Okay, I'll be right there."

  Due to Yang Fu's identity issue and the special approval from the chairman above, the financial manager on the side did not intervene, and all the financial accounts were retrieved from the computer.

  "Thank you, Mei Jie, I'll leave first."

  After Yang Mu Xiao left, the financial manager made a call to the chairman of the board.

  "Miss Yang just came to take a look at the company's accounts for the last quarter."

  "Uh-huh."

  Yang still feared that Yang would not check the accounts, and only after checking would he have a clear conscience.

  ………………

  Yang Mo Xiao took a taxi and arrived at MSC. As he walked into the lobby, the elevator door in front of him opened just in time, and Gu Qing Cheng walked out of the elevator.

  "Hello, boss."

  In public, Yang Mosheng always calls Gu Qingcheng "Mr. Gu" or "Director Gu", only when they are alone and not discussing work does Yang Mosheng call him by his name or "Gu Dada".

  She still understands the distinction between public and private matters.

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes swept over Yang Fu Xiao, and he took the lead in walking forward without saying a word. Yang Fu Xiao followed behind him.

  On the floor above the hall, through the glass door, Shen Zhou was standing in front of the window and naturally did not miss this scene.

  "Didn't we give Zhou Xiangdong a transfer letter for Yang Duoxiao before? It can be used at that time."

  Shen Jian of the Shen family behind him said: "However, Gu Daxiao has already signed a private contract with Yang Fuxiao."

  Shen Zhou raised an eyebrow and waved his hand: "It's okay, after she and Jia Yu get married, she will automatically propose not to work with Qing Cheng."

  ………………

  Outside the MSC building, Dong Zhe had already started the car and was waiting. Yang Fuxiao got in, but Fang Shu stayed at the stairway entrance and didn't follow.

  Yang Mu Xiao glanced out of the car window and saw Fang Shu had already turned around and re-entered the hall.

  Gu Qingcheng sat in the back seat, narrowing his eyes and pressing his eyebrows with both hands.

  In front of him was Dong Zhe, the person Gu Qingcheng trusted most. Yang Fu Xiao had no more worries and directly turned his head to ask: "Was it me who caused you trouble?"

  He should have put down his important work and accompanied her to the county town to see her grandmother, which delayed many things.

  "It's not your fault."

  "Is that me..."

  Before Yang finished speaking, Gu Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes, and a hint of warmth was visible in the depths of his somber gaze.

  "Dawn."

  "Huh?"

  "When something happens, don't always blame yourself. Don't say it has nothing to do with you, even if it does, just shirk the responsibility."

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng's eyes and nodded slightly, seeming to understand but not quite.

  This time it's not just an ordinary dinner gathering, but a meeting with several leaders from the government bidding department.

  Yang Fuxiao followed Gu Qingcheng into the private room, where one of the leaders with a slightly bald head suddenly recognized him as the chairman of the evaluation committee at the economic and trade forum bidding.

  In addition to the leaders, there were also two women accompanying them, who were dressed relatively formally and should be their secretaries or assistants.

  After sitting down, serve dishes.

  At the dinner table, there must be a lot of toasting and drinking. Gu Qingcheng basically belongs to the type that doesn't refuse anyone who comes, he drank quite a bit but his face remained unchanged.

  Yang Mo didn't know how much alcohol Gu Qingcheng could handle either, but drinking like this was unbearable for anyone.

  Moreover, drinking on an empty stomach gets you drunk easily, and Gu Qingcheng's attitude seems to be deliberately trying to get himself drunk.

  Before dinner, Yang Fuxiao had already followed the basic etiquette and toasted each of the leaders present with a few cups of high-concentration white wine. His stomach was churning a bit, so he called the server to bring some rice porridge balls, which made him feel a little better after drinking some. He also filled a bowl for Gu Qingcheng and patted his back gently.

  The rest of the leaders on the table also understood, and after reading the news about Gu Qingcheng in the newspaper, they started to focus on chatting and eating.

  It took an hour and a half to finish the meal, although it took a long time, there wasn't much feeling of fullness.

  When they finally left, Yang Fu Xiao had to support Gu Qing Cheng, and the two of them came down from the stairs. They almost missed a step, and Yang Fu Xiao exclaimed, hastily grabbing Gu Qing Cheng's hand and pulling him up.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the railing on one side and chuckled softly.

  "Are you drunk or not? If not, then walk properly."

  Yang Mo Xiao pinched two times on Gu Qing Cheng's arm, making him sober up.

  Gu Qingcheng's arm was draped over Yang Fuxiao's waist, "Drunk."

  Yang Mu was so angry and amused at the same time that he couldn't help but cry and laugh.

  Generally, people who get drunk will say they're not drunk and don't need anyone to support them. But now Gu Qingcheng directly admits that he's drunk. Is he really drunk or not?

  Downstairs, Dong Zhe had already come to help Yang Fu Xiao get Gu Qing Cheng into the car. All along the way, Gu Qing Cheng leaned against Yang Fu Xiao's shoulder, as if all his strength was concentrated on her. His breath, tinged with the faint scent of alcohol, brushed against her face, making it itch slightly. Yang Fu Xiao turned away, feeling her heart beat faster, and the palm of her hand holding Gu Qing Cheng's felt hot and scorching.

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly spoke up: "Dawn."

  Yang Mu Xiao responded with a "Hmm."

  She thought Gu Qingcheng had something to say to her, but unfortunately, Gu Qingcheng just called out her name and didn't continue.

  Arriving at the Zijing Garden, after much difficulty, they finally reached the front door. Aunt Li opened the door and looked at Yang Fu Xiao supporting Gu Qing Cheng's swaying figure, clearly startled: "What happened?"

  Auntie Li approached and could smell the alcohol on him, so she quickly helped Yang Guluo support him upstairs. "I'll go make a bowl of hangover soup for the master."

  "Thank you."

  Gu Qingcheng lay on the bed, his eyes slightly narrowed.

  Yang fetched a cold towel from the bathroom and used it to wipe Gu Qingcheng's face, also using the cold towel to refresh him. Gu Qingcheng raised his hand and directly knocked the towel out of Yang's hand.

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  To be honest, Yang Wuxiao had no experience in taking care of a drunkard. According to her own thoughts, when someone got drunk, she would directly drag him into the bathroom, turn on the cold water and pour it over his head. Whether he woke up or not, she would just let him fend for himself.

  But for Gu Qingcheng, Yang Mochen suddenly felt reluctant to part with him.

  Auntie Li brought over the hangover soup, and Yang Fuchao fed it to Gu Qingcheng spoonful by spoonful, then handed the bowl back to Auntie Li.

  Auntie Li walked out with a bowl and happened to see Sheng Weiwei in the corridor.

  "Aunt Li, has Gu Qingcheng returned?"

  Sheng Wei held a clothes box in her hand, with a pair of bright eyes shining with light.

  "Mr. is drunk," said Auntie Li, "and Miss Yang is taking care of him."

  "Oh."

  Originally wanted to find Gu Qingcheng, but Yang Fu Xiao is also good.

  Sheng Weiwei opened the door slightly and said, "Dawn, I want to ask you something."

  Yang Mo had just changed into a bathrobe with sleeves for Gu Qingcheng, and Sheng Weiwei walked in without any hesitation.

  Sheng Weiwei caught a glimpse of Gu Qingcheng's abs and blinked her eyes.

  She opened the clothes box in her hand and revealed a very sexy silk nightdress inside, asking Yang Fuxiao: "Do men especially like this kind of nightdress?"

  As she spoke, Sheng Weiwei also reached out to wipe the sweat from Gu Qingcheng's chest muscles, thinking that Lawyer Shen's figure must be good too. She had met him by chance in the gym before and saw his powerful figure on the treadmill. Sheng Weiwei felt like she was suffering from a sudden onset of shortness of breath, her face flushing and heart racing.

  Yang Mu Xiao listened to Sheng Weiwei's words and turned around, seeing the nightgown in Sheng Weiwei's hand, almost vomiting blood.

  This is not a nightgown at all, it's just a semi-transparent thin gauze!

  "Is this... seduction in disguise?"