Chapter 87 Little Mister
Qin Mu felt helpless about his sudden attack and slightly overbearing "request", but in public, he could only let him do as he pleased.
He pulled Gu Chuyue to a slightly more secluded corner and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's okay," Gu Chuyue said with a harmless smile, pulling out a thermos from his coat pocket. "Aunt Zhang asked me to bring you some ginseng tea, saying you've been too tired lately. I'll leave after you finish drinking it."
He unscrewed the lid and handed it to Qin Mu's mouth, his eyes full of expectation and persistence.
Qin Mu: "..." He had no choice but to drink a few sips from the other person's hand.
Gu Chuyue was very satisfied. He took the cup and then naturally lowered his head and quickly kissed his forehead: "Okay, I won't delay my brother's work. I'm leaving, my wife~"
He waved his hand and left gracefully under the gazes of his employees who were pretending to be calm but were actually extremely excited.
From then on, things got out of control.
Sometimes they come to deliver documents that they forgot at home, but it’s not urgent.
Sometimes she would bring the soup cooked by Aunt Qin Mu and insist on watching him drink two sips at the front desk.
Sometimes I just happened to be "passing by" and would call the front desk to inform them that I was waiting for Mr. Qin downstairs to have lunch together.
Every time she didn't go upstairs, every time she asked the front desk to notify her, every time she would definitely do some intimate and natural little gestures in the busy lobby -
Adjust your tie, dust off your shoulders, and have a snack...
Every appearance is like a high-profile, silent declaration.
Everyone in the company knows that Mr. Qin has a handsome, powerful, and particularly clingy young man who likes to come directly to the first-floor lobby to "inspect" and "summon" Mr. Qin.
The title of "Mr. Qin", which was extremely recognized, spread quietly within the company.
Even when the front desk received a call from Gu Chuyue or saw him in person, they would subconsciously notify the internal staff immediately: "Quick! Mr. Qin's husband is downstairs! Notify Mr. Qin immediately!"
Qin Mu knew all of this and felt both angry and amused.
Of course, he understood Gu Chuyue's little thoughts of wanting to label him with "taken, stay away", but he enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by strong and delicate love, so he let him go.
On the other hand, Li Minghan's situation became increasingly difficult.
Headquarters began to question his ability and put increasing pressure on him.
He tried to make an appointment with Qin Mu to seek help or at least maintain the relationship, but found that even meeting Qin Mu in person became difficult.
Qin Mu's schedule always seemed to be full, and even when they met, there always happened to be "someone else" between them.
One time, I finally caught up with Qin Mu and after chatting for a while, Gu Chuyue appeared inexplicably.
He even suspected that Gu Chuyue was monitoring Qin Mu every day.
Otherwise, how could it always appear by chance and be everywhere?
Finally, after another major project failed, EW Group headquarters lost patience.
With a transfer order, Li Minghan was "recalled back to report on his work", and the Asia-Pacific region's business was temporarily taken over by another more stable executive.
At the airport, Li Minghan looked dejected.
He took a last look at the bustling city and thought of the clues he had found in recent days.
He knew in his heart that his ambition this time was completely defeated by the young man whom he had not taken seriously at first but who had brought him down in the most direct and cruel way.
He regretted not investigating Gu Chuyue's background and didn't know that he was the young leader of the Gu family.
After all, who would have thought that this crazy critic would come from the ruthless and decisive Mr. Gu of the Gu family, and that Li Minghan had provoked him again and again.
At the front desk on the first floor of Qin Group, Gu Chuyue had just "visited" for the Nth time.
He didn't even need to say anything. The receptionist immediately understood and said to the intercom with a sweet smile, "Mr. Qin, your husband is waiting for you on the first floor."
Gu Chuyue's mouth corners raised.
He leaned leisurely against the reception desk, nodded to the receptionist, and then looked in the direction of the private elevator.
The elevator door opened and Qin Mu walked out with an indulgent smile on his face and walked towards him.
"What's your reason today, Mr. Gu?" Qin Mu teased.
Gu Chuyue stood up straight, walked forward, and naturally put his arm around his waist. Amidst countless "as expected" and "so sweet" glances from the surroundings, he lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against Qin Mu's affectionately. His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for those nearby to hear clearly:
"The reason is... I miss my wife. Do you need a reason, Mr. Qin?"
Qin Mu finally couldn't help laughing and patted his arm: "Okay, don't interfere with my employees' work here. Let's go, 'Little Mister', go home and have dinner."
Gu Chuyue was very satisfied.
The flies around him that coveted his treasure had been swatted away, and the sun was shining brightly.
On the weekend, Qin Mu needed to go to the company to deal with some things, so Gu Chuyue agreed to go shooting with Qi Yuming.
The sun shone through the glass windows of the shooting range, cutting bright beams of light in the air, with tiny dust particles flying in it.
The air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder and a tense, masculine, hormonal atmosphere.
Gu Chuyue and Qi Yuming stood side by side in front of the shooting position, both wearing professional noise-isolating earmuffs and goggles.
Wearing a black sports suit, Gu Chuyue's complexion looked even colder and paler. He held the gun in one hand, his arm steady without a trace of trembling. The lines of his profile were stern, and his eyes were fixed on the bull's eye in the distance.
The sharpness and aggressiveness that would normally be restrained in front of Qin Mu was now released without reservation, like a blade drawn from its sheath.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Rhythmic gunshots rang out, and the bullets accurately penetrated the center of the target paper, leaving a dense group of bullet holes.
Qi Yuming wore camouflage overalls with a black vest, revealing his smooth arm muscles.
His shooting style is more uninhibited, faster, and with a wild precision, and every shot is delivered with a strong sense of confidence and control.
"Tsk, not bad, Chu Yue." Qi Yuming put down his gun, glanced at Gu Chuyue's target paper, and whistled. "With such good accuracy, someone who didn't know would think you were practicing with the photo of your 'rival' as a bull's eye every day."
Gu Chuyue took off his earmuffs, pointed the gun downwards, glanced at him lightly, and did not respond to the conversation, but the corners of his mouth raised a very shallow arc, obviously in a very good mood.
How could he be in a bad mood?
During this period, he worked extremely hard and tried every possible means.
During the day, he is "Boss Gu", who is decisive and ruthless, and can eliminate potential threats completely.
At night, he is clingy and cunning, a "sweet little gentleman" who does his best to tease, possess and demand things.
Qin Mu's indulgence and relaxation were certainly the result of his unremitting efforts day after day.
The intertwined breaths late at night, the sweaty sheets, and the promises Qin Muyi was forced to make when she was in a state of confusion.
He used so many "tricks" to make his usually reserved wife finally allow him to go to school part-time with red eyes and hoarse voice after his repeated persuasion and questioning.
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