"I don't know either," Su Mohuan said with a sigh, her head hanging down.
"Let's see what Xu Che does tomorrow. Huanhuan, I hope you can stay happy. I don't want to see you cry anymore." This was Shen Muqing's truest thought. Su Mohuan was a good girl; she wasn't worth wasting her energy on this relationship. But her task was to bring them together. Sigh!
"Thank you, Qingqing. I don't know what I would have done without you." Su Mohuan leaned on Shen Muqing's shoulder, looking like a little bird nestled against her.
Shen Muqing waved his small hand and hugged her, looking exactly like a landlord.
The next day, the two got up to go to work as usual. Just as they went downstairs, Gu Yanchuan's car pulled up, the window slowly rolled down, revealing his stunningly handsome face.
Su Mohuan was startled: "President Gu?"
Gu Yanchuan nodded: "Get in the car."
Su Mohuan and Shen Muqing exchanged a shocked glance and whispered, "Did President Gu come to pick us up?"
Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Shen Muqing confessed, "He was pursuing me, but I didn't agree."
"What? Qingqing, you're amazing!" Su Mohuan's mouth gaped open, wide enough to fit a goose egg. She pressed on, "Qingqing, why didn't you agree to marry such a wonderful man as President Gu?"
Seeing Su Mohuan's innocent and silly appearance, Shen Muqing couldn't help but tease her. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Do you know what playing hard to get means?"
Su Mohuan suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Qingqing is really amazing."
Gu Yanchuan watched the two whispering to each other and felt a strange pang of jealousy; he also wanted to do the same with his wife.
Shen Muqing has been living a very comfortable life for the past month now that she has a personal driver. She no longer has to squeeze onto buses and subways to commute to get off work. She can sit in a luxurious seat and then post a picture on her WeChat Moments: "I don't need a lot of money, I need a lot of love."
The first comment below the post on WeChat Moments was from Gu: "Qingqing, I have a lot of money and a lot of love, all of which are for you."
Shen Muqing replied with: .
Su Mohuan commented: Qingqing, I'm rich and loving, come into my arms.
Shen Muqing: Okay, let's steal it in the snakeskin bag.
As it was nearing the end of the workday, Shen Muqing asked, "Will my beloved Consort Huan serve me today?"
Su Mo replied with a smile, "Yes, Your Majesty."
The two walked out of the company gate arm in arm, and a man holding a bouquet of roses stood out conspicuously at the entrance.
When Xu Che saw Su Mohuan come out, he hurriedly went up to her and apologized: "Huanhuan, it was my mother's fault yesterday. I have already scolded her for you. Come back."
Su Mohuan was touched that Xu Che would be waiting for her at the company entrance with flowers, and then turned to look at Shen Muqing.
Shen Muqing understood what she meant as soon as he received her look; soft-hearted women are the easiest to coax.
Seeing that Su Mohuan hadn't spoken yet, Xu Che assumed she was still angry and coaxed her in a soft voice, "Huanhuan, I promise that yesterday's situation will not happen again."
Then he stuffed the roses into Su Mohuan's arms and said, "Huanhuan, we haven't gone on a date in a long time. I've booked a Western restaurant today. Shall we go together?"
With repeated attempts to appease and appease Shen Muqing, Su Mohuan, who was already soft-hearted, was now completely bewildered and apologized profusely to him.
"Qingqing, I can't go to your house today."
"Some women really do forget about friendship when they're in love..."
Before Shen Muqing could finish speaking, Su Mohuan grabbed her hand and said coquettishly, "Qingqing, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."
"That's more like it, go quickly."
With Shen Muqing's answer, Su Mohuan strode happily toward Xu Che, her face beaming with happiness; the sweet smell of love could be smelled from afar.
Poor Shen Muqing, being a single dog, this is definitely a work injury. He needs to treat himself to a big meal.
So when she got home, the first thing she did was order a bunch of takeout on her phone. Shen Muqing slumped onto the sofa, looking completely pathetic. This kind of life was simply awesome, incredibly awesome.
While waiting for the takeout to arrive, I received a message from Gu Yanchuan first: "Open the door."
Shen Muqing almost forgot about this living devil. She stared at the ceiling with a sense of despair. Couldn't she just give him some private space?
She moved towards the door very slowly, but ultimately had to face reality, opening the door with a smile.
"Mr. Gu, what brings you here?"
"Qingqing, I miss you." Gu Yanchuan, with his aloof and handsome face, uttered such sweet words.
"Don't we work together?"
Shen Muqing's fake smile froze for a moment. They had clearly seen each other just an hour ago, how could it have been so long?
Gu Yanchuan was already very familiar with her home, and he changed his shoes and walked in without a second thought.
"Qingqing, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."
"I've already ordered takeout."
Seeing that this excuse was not working, Gu Yanchuan pretended to be pitiful and said, "Qingqing, I didn't eat dinner either."
As soon as the words were spoken, Shen Muqing had no idea what he was planning, but she still wanted to tease Gu Yanchuan.
"I only ordered enough for myself, there's no portion for you."
"Qingqing has a very small appetite and can't eat much."
Is it a matter of eating more or less? Shen Muqing really wanted to crack open his head to see what was inside. Was it all water?
If Gu Yanchuan knew what Shen Muqing was thinking, he would definitely say, "Of course it's all an act by Qingqing."
The advantage of being shameless is that I can sleep at my wife's house for another night.
Before going to sleep, Shen Muqing sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow, and turned to ask,
"Gu Yanchuan, I'm really curious, what do you like about me?"
Gu Yanchuan sat down beside her, the two of them separated by a cushion. Hearing Shen Muqing's question, he slowly moved closer, closing the distance between them, his eyes looking at her earnestly and affectionately.
"Qingqing, I like you no matter what."
"Have you ever liked anyone else before?"
Gu Yanchuan quickly shook his head in denial: "From beginning to end, it's only you, and it will only be you in the future."
Bathed in this ambiguous atmosphere, Shen Muqing's face slowly flushed red. She came to a conclusion in her mind, stood up, knelt between Gu Yanchuan's legs, and pressed him down.
Gu Yanchuan was pushed back against the sofa by the small force, and Shen Muqing's fair and delicate fingers lifted his chin, her red lips gradually approaching.
"Will I really be the only one?"
Unable to resist the woman's deliberate teasing, Gu Yanchuan flipped over and pinned Shen Muqing beneath him, his voice hoarse: "What do you think?"
Something was amiss, and Shen Muqing clearly sensed it; it seemed like things had gone awry.
She pushed Gu Yanchuan away, quickly got up, and ran back to her room. After closing and locking the door, she leaned against it, breathing softly. This man was simply too unfair; she almost lost control.
Gu Yanchuan in the living room was also calming himself down, but the smile on his lips wouldn't go away. He got up and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
Hearing the noise, Shen Muqing in the room blushed again. Are all men this sensitive?
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