Chapter 317 I Won’t Give You Away

Gu Zhou's eyes flickered in the light.

She became more and more confused.

Why is Gu Zhou staring at her all the time today?

Is there something on her face?

Just when she wanted to touch her face.

Gu Zhou said lazily: "No."

Wang Yuanling was slightly stunned. Could it be that she was wrong?

After just a few seconds, she gave up on this question and said with a smile, "But I have something to say to Mr. Gu."

Gu Zhou suppressed her smiling face and moved his fingertips lightly.

The voice was still lazy: "What did you say?"

Her eyes, bright and moist, looked straight at him, and her voice was light and graceful: "Can I write back now?"

Gu Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you really want to reply?"

"Because I'm afraid you won't be free after I get back."

Gu Zhou was silent for two seconds, glancing at her lazily: "Where are you going?"

See him agree.

Joy filled her face: "Let's go to the independent tea room on the third floor. It's quiet there!"

Just a reply.

So happy?

Gu Zhou's dark eyes were unfocused, and the corners of his mouth curled up silently.

The tea room is quiet and elegant.

The tea table glows with a warm luster, and the bamboo curtain filters in mottled soft light. In the quiet environment, the sound of water boiling in the copper kettle becomes the only sound.

Half an inch of gray hair hung from Gu Zhou's bony fingers, and wisps of gray mist climbed up his deep brow bones.

Through the fog.

His gaze was fixed on her slender white fingertips as she pressed down and lifted up the sticker.

When she finished posting it, she raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "I've posted it, Mr. Gu, you can tell me the content of your reply."

Gu Zhou's cheeks tightened, and he slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette. His expression became even more unclear: "Answer your own first."

Wang Yuanling, who was ready to speak, paused and asked, "Should I write first?"

Gu Zhou said lazily: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Seeing this, Wang Yuanling did not shirk responsibility and smiled sweetly: "Okay~"

She took out the thank-you letter written by her child from a pile of letters, lowered her eyes and read his letter carefully, then picked up the pen and wrote the reply carefully, stroke by stroke, in a beautiful and careful handwriting.

She writes with concentration.

She didn't notice that Gu Zhou's dark and mysterious eyes were fixed on her from beginning to end.

Gu Zhou looked at her unscrupulously.

Her black hair was loosely tied and fell on her shoulders. The pen left gray marks on the postcard, and the undried ink reflected her downcast eyes.

Just writing.

But it makes people unable to take their eyes away.

Be aware of what you are thinking.

Gu Zhou frowned and pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. In an instant, the scarlet color faded.

The noise he made was too abrupt.

Wang Yuanling noticed it out of the corner of his eye and looked up curiously.

But Gu Zhou took a postcard directly, opened the pen cap and started writing.

She asked in confusion: "Boss Gu, wasn't I the ghostwriter?"

Gu Zhou didn't raise his eyes, and said mockingly, "They are children, not fools. What will they think when they see the same handwriting?"

She was slightly startled. It turned out that he was worried about this problem. She said softly: "I can write with my left hand. The handwriting of my left and right hands is different."

Gu Zhou raised his eyes and reminded lazily: "No, you still have an hour to write a reply."

Wang Yuanling was confused: "What do you mean by an hour?"

What does this mean?

Something going on in an hour?

But hasn’t the event organized by the organizer already ended?

Gu Zhou said in a casual tone: "Tonight, have a barbecue with the kids."

Wang Yuanling's eyes widened: "Tonight?"

Why is it so sudden?

Gu Zhou nodded lazily: "Why? Mr. Ling has plans tonight and can't join us for the barbecue?"

Wang Yuanling came back to his senses from his surprise: "No, I'm free tonight."

Gu Zhou tilted his chin towards the pile of blank postcards in front of her and said, "So, why don't you hurry up and write?"

Wang Yuanling pinched the pen with his fingertips: "Was it organized by the organizer?"

Gu Zhou raised his eyebrows: "It's really easy for them to organize. There's no need to light a fire. Just take a few photos and it's over."

That's true.

But fire should also be lit...

Wang Yuanling imagined a scene where there was no fire, but a group of people were carrying skewers and grilling meat.

It's really funny.

She bit her lower lip, trying to hold back her laughter.

But the upturned corners of his mouth became increasingly difficult to suppress.

Gu Zhou raised his dark eyes and glanced at her.

Wang Yuanling pretended not to be able to read the handwriting on the letter. "Hey, Mr. Gu, what's the child's name? He wrote it a little sloppily, I can't make it out. Could you please help me take a look?"

Gu Zhou looked at her trying to suppress a smile and said lazily, "Wang Ziyang."

"Oh... Thank you, Mr. Gu." Wang Yuanling lowered his head quickly, afraid that he would laugh out loud in the next second.

But then he heard Gu Zhou's calm voice: "Laugh if you want to. Why hold it back? I won't betray you."

These words sounded casual, but inexplicably made her heart tremble slightly.

Her long eyelashes lifted.

Gu Zhou was still writing with his eyes lowered. The lines of his profile were clean and neat, and his expression was indifferent, as if the words he just said were just a casual remark and not worth paying attention to.

But it was this careless attitude that made her feel a little helpless.

It was as if a layer of alienation had suddenly been removed, revealing a casualness that was almost indulgent.

...Is it her illusion?

The tip of the pen paused unconsciously on the postcard, leaving a small smudge of ink.

Wang Yuanling came back to his senses and hurriedly continued writing, but his heartbeat was a little faster than before.

As she wrote, she asked Gu Zhou: What does this child like? What is that child good at?

Every question asked received a precise answer.

She was increasingly surprised.

Unexpectedly, with a face that seemed to show little interest in anything, he could record the characteristics and preferences of each child in great detail.

This person is Gu Zhou.

The more contact.

The more surprised I am.

I was almost done writing my reply.

Gu Zhou's phone rang.

She stopped writing and glanced at him.

He picked up the phone and said lazily, "Mom?"

It turned out to be Gu Zhou’s mother calling...

She looked curious.

It's quite quiet inside.

Not to mention, there was only a tea table between them, and she heard the caring words from the other end.

Gu Zhou lazily said: [Well, I'll be back tomorrow. I've eaten, I'm not cold, and I can sleep well. Don't worry.]

As she listened, her eyelashes drooped.

very nice.

She will never have the chance to experience the warmth of being cared for by her family again.

Gu Zhou glanced at her face with his dark eyes, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

Interruption greeting: [What else can I do for you? ]

After a few seconds, he said calmly, "I understand. I'll let Qin Zhu take it. That's it for now."

Finally, he decisively hung up the phone.

Wang Yuanling looked up at the right moment and smiled faintly: "Is it a call from home?"

Gu Zhou looked at her expression and didn't see any disappointment, so he said lazily: "Yeah."

Her eyes curved, with a sly look as if she had caught you: "Mr. Gu didn't report his itinerary to his family on time, so my aunt called to ask."

Gu Zhou pursed his lips: "You're overthinking it. She called because of something else."

Wang Yuanling pursed her lips and smiled: "Ah~"

But she didn't intend to ask any further.

"He's my uncle." But I didn't expect him to bring it up.

Wang Yuanling's smile paused: "Your uncle?"

Gu Zhou didn't care much: "My uncle will be back from abroad the day after tomorrow, and I need to send someone to pick him up at the airport."

Wang Yuanling's eyes moved slightly. The information showed that there were three brothers in Gu Zhou's father's generation. The second oldest died in infancy, leaving only his uncle and Gu Zhou's youngest father.

It’s true that having an uncle is a good thing.

However, this uncle has never participated in the management of the Gu family and has been overseas for many years.

Not her goal.