Gu Ting was sitting in Chimei's box, looking at the computer seriously.
Dongfang Cheng arrived late. Xia Mang had returned to Country M, and he was the one who saw her off.
"You're back so late?" Mo Wuxie glanced at him and crossed his legs.
"The flight is delayed." Dongfang Cheng said with a smile.
The plane was delayed for more than an hour, so he chatted with Xia Mang for more than an hour at the airport.
He didn't know why he had so much to say.
Damn it, what a waste of time.
"Haha." Mo Wuxie curled his lips and made a mocking "tsk" sound.
"What are you doing?" Gu Dongfangcheng moved closer to Gu Ting. The man was chatting with the anonymous netizen.
"Another business?" Dongfang Cheng looked at the pattern sent by "Anonymous" and his mind was buzzing.
There will be more work to do next.
"What's going on with Minister Hua?" Gu Ting asked.
"Everything is OK, but the export inspection is strict now, and we can't ship out some of our things." Dongfang Cheng usually looks unreliable, but when it comes to serious matters, he is still very reliable.
"Ask Minister Hua to solve it." Gu Ting lowered his head and looked at the computer. Soon, he covered the screen.
"What's wrong?" Mo Wuxie looked at him and asked. He was leaving so soon?
Gu Ting stood up. The warm yellow light in the box shone on his body, as if with golden ripples. His handsome features were a little blurry under the light.
"Go back and cook."
Dongfang Cheng and Mo Wuxie were stunned. Going back to cook so early?
"Isn't it evening yet?"
"It's almost done when dinner is done." Gu Ting had already left the door, and his voice floated in from outside.
Dongfang Cheng couldn't help but admire Gu Tinglai. This man either doesn't touch women, or he throws his whole self into them.
"This is why you are still single." Dongfang Cheng glanced at Mo Wuxie and spoke in a deep tone.
Mo Wuxie: “…”
The breeze blew away the clouds, and the moon hung in the sky with a hole in it, like a biscuit with a big bite taken out of it.
When Shen Qing returned to Cangsheng Taege, Gu Ting had already prepared dinner.
"You're back." Gu Ting was wearing an apron and was serving dishes to the table. When she saw Shen Qing, she stopped and smiled at her.
His smile was so beautiful, and for a moment in a trance, Shen Qing seemed to see her grandfather preparing meals and waiting for her to come home.
But at that time, she didn't go home very often.
"Yeah." Shen Qing went into the house, washed his hands, and then sat at the dining table.
After Gu Ting finished arranging the dishes, he sat beside her and served her a bowl of soup: "Fill your stomach first."
"Okay." Shen Qing was unusually well-behaved today, and even spoke one more word than usual.
After dinner, the two of us huddled on the sofa, each holding a computer, both busy with our own things.
Shen Qing leaned slightly to the side, holding the sketchbook in one hand and a pencil in the other, scribbling and correcting on it.
Gu Ting glanced at her and thought she was drawing the design draft of DL.
He opened the chat box in the background and sent a message to the "anonymous" netizen.
【Dragon King: Is it fixed?】
The other party said that the manuscript must be submitted before four o'clock in the afternoon, and it is almost four o'clock now.
"Anonymous" did not reply.
Three fifty-nine.
bite.
Gu Ting's computer made a prompt sound, indicating that there was important information.
Shen Qing had already put down the sketchbook, looked over in the direction of the voice, and quickly looked away.
【Dragon King: The money is on the card.】
Shen Qing glanced at the arrival information sent by the bank and said okay.
bite.
Almost at the same time, the man's computer next to him rang again.
Gu Ting noticed Shen Qing's gaze, turned off the notification sound, and asked with a smile: "Did I disturb you?"
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