"I don't like her," he said, looking at Gao Fan.

The tone also became a little colder.

She hissed, "When did you become such a gossip?" and looked at Gao Fan indifferently.

It was he who had asked him to approach Wu Ximo! It was also he who had asked him not to fall in love easily!

Now he is the one who is gossiping so much...

"Don't like me..." Gao Fan held up his chin, raised his eyebrows and said to himself.

"Who is the one who is secretly upset about the girl because he doesn't like her? Who is the one who hurts himself?"

When someone said that Qi Yu didn't like Wu Ximo, he was the first one who didn't believe it.

For example, the pots of flowers outside the door are the best proof.

He has known Qi Yu for such a long time, but he rarely sees him fiddling with flowers and plants. Usually, the most he fiddles with is cacti.

Gao Fan also understood that some things were not good to say, so he did not nag about it. "There is something wrong with Fang Hengdong's matter. If you have time, please follow up."

"Do you think so too?" Qi Yu was slightly surprised by Gao Fan's words.

He did feel that some of Fang Hengdong's behavior was abnormal.

You have to know that he was a man burdened with debts and had someone to support at home. The conditions they offered were quite generous to him now, but he refused without any hesitation.

It's hard not to doubt.

"So what are you going to do next?" Qi Yu frowned almost subconsciously.

There must be many reasons for Fang Hengdong's problem, but he had a vague feeling that Fang Hengdong refused to cooperate with them because he had other people as his backers.

Gao Fan would definitely think of anything he could think of.

So he kept his eyes on Gao Fan.

"Let's find out first."

Gao Fan said lightly.

"However, you'd better take care of your arm injury first, because I need a capable assistant."

Gao Fan tilted his neck and looked at Qi Yu's arm.

Seems comfortable.

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

Sitting in this house to eat is something he has done thousands of times, but even among these thousands of times, this is the first time that Wu Ximo feels a little lonely.

There was clearly someone upstairs, but she still couldn't stop feeling sad.

It was all that damn Qi Yu's fault. He made her feel so depressed that she even lost her appetite.

Did she put the wrong seasoning on this noodle? It's sour and sweet.

At first, I ate very quickly to fill my stomach, and my taste buds didn't react for a while. Now that I've slowed down, it's really...

Only those who have eaten it can experience the taste.

She really couldn't eat another bite and threw her chopsticks into the bowl.

He picked up the phone next to him and looked at it casually.

I don’t know why, but I opened WeChat and those eyes could not leave my sight anymore.

Before, when Tang Nannan asked her if she might have fallen in love with Qi Yu, she denied it outright, without even giving Tang Nannan a chance to question it.

So, is she guilty of something?

"I'm sorry about this afternoon." She didn't know what she was thinking, but she instinctively typed this sentence under the chat history between Qi Yu and her.

The moment the message was sent, she felt as if she had just woken up.

"No, no, no," Wu Ximo said, shaking his head, and deleted the sentence again.

After all, she is a college graduate and has studied for so many years. It is too vulgar to use such words to apologize.

However, no matter how Wu Ximo organized his words or how he arranged them, he could never utter a word of reconciliation.

I don’t know how long she spent planning it, how long she sat downstairs, or how long she thought about it.

She didn't know, Qi Yu didn't know, but the bowl of noodles next to Wu Ximo knew, as did the time on the phone...