Chapter 6 Chapter 6 So domineering, I like it so much

In broad daylight, in the open air, Ruan Zhao wanted to ruin his reputation?!

The corner of Gu Huaiyan's mouth twitched, and he grabbed Ruan Zhao's wrist and dragged him to the parking lot. Unexpectedly, Ruan Zhao actually ran after him in small steps, without any intention of resisting!

As expected, Gu Huaiyan heard the anticipation and joy in someone's heart again, and even the rapid heartbeat due to happiness.

He turned around suddenly and saw Ruan Zhao hurriedly hiding the joy on his face, blinking his big eyes with an innocent look.

Gu Huaiyan sneered inwardly, then raised his hand to support his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Ruan Zhao saw that his body was shaking unsteadily and quickly hugged his arm.

"A little bit, dizzy." Gu Huaiyan frowned, "I can't drink much."

"Oh, you really are..." Seeing that he couldn't even stand steadily, Ruan Zhao was so worried that he had no time to think about those unspeakable things. He didn't know what kind of wine Gu Huaiyan drank that caused him to have the aftereffects so suddenly, so he had to help him walk to the parking lot.

"Let's go home first. I'll ask Uncle Wang to prepare some hangover soup for you. I know you work hard, but you also have to take care of your body. If work is too stressful, you can... you can come back and be with me..."

Gu Huaiyan lowered his head, and from an angle that Ruan Zhao couldn't see, the corners of his mouth gradually straightened.

What can I do? Can you help share the work? Whether you want to share the work or have other ideas, you might as well say it directly.

However, Ruan Zhao's voice gradually became softer and he didn't mean to say anything. But his heart was full of anxiety and he had no idea what he wanted to say.

Gu Huaiyan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his brows furrowed and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

"The work pressure is great, but it won't bother you." Gu Huaiyan said.

"How can it be a trouble? I'm your fiancé and I should help you do these things." Ruan Zhao's face turned red as he spoke. He turned his head away so as not to be seen by Gu Huaiyan.

"What are you doing?" Gu Huaiyan asked.

How can anyone say such a thing? It's so embarrassing! Ruan Zhao hesitated and refused to speak. Gu Huaiyan urged him and said "Hmm?"

Seeing that Gu Huaiyan was getting more and more uncomfortable, Ruan Zhao could only stutter and say, "I'll help you... I'll help you..."

Gu Huaiyan vaguely noticed Ruan Zhao's blushing and heartbeat. At this time, the driver Xiao Zhao, who had been waiting in the parking lot, saw them and immediately rushed over with a yell.

"Mr. Gu, what happened? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Little Zhao was very nervous and held Gu Huaiyan's other arm.

The corners of Gu Huaiyan's eyes twitched, and the emotion he had just sensed in Ruan Zhao's heart had now disappeared.

Ruan Zhao was worried about Gu Huaiyan's health, but he was also considerate and thought that Gu Huaiyan was a businessman. If he couldn't drink so much that he had to go to the hospital, it would be a joke. So he shook his head and said, "No, he's just drunk. He can just go home and rest."

Xiao Zhao, who had seen President Gu drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, was full of questions after hearing Ruan Zhao's words, but he still helped Gu Huaiyan to the back seat. However, President Gu's face was neither red nor white, and there was no smell of alcohol on his body. Was he drunk?

Drunk in broad daylight? Really drunk?

Only a fool would believe that!

Ruan Zhao climbed up to the back seat, found a blanket and carefully covered Gu Huaiyan with it. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Zhao with a strange expression, so he whispered to Xiao Zhao, "Don't tell anyone. Huaiyan is just tired, so he only drank a little and wanted to go home to rest."

After saying that, he glanced at Gu Huaiyan again, and saw that his eyes were tightly closed, with dark circles under his dense eyelashes. He couldn't help but feel distressed.

[I didn't expect you to be under so much pressure at work. As a boss, you can't talk about it in front of your subordinates. You can only bear it silently. No wonder mom asked me to take good care of you. Don't worry, I'll be here with you, and you won't be alone anymore.]

Thinking of this, Ruan Zhao stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Gu Huaiyan's cheek. His movements were gentle, as if he wanted to help him dispel all the pain.

Ruan Zhao's palms were slightly warm, and his fingertips carefully stroked under Gu Huaiyan's eyes. Gu Huaiyan closed his eyes and listened to his sigh. Then he withdrew his hand from his face, but the residual warmth from his palm remained on the side of his cheek.

Little Zhao secretly watched the interaction between the two through the rearview mirror, and only then did he realize that Mr. Gu was drunk on Young Master Ruan. No wonder he wanted to go home and rest in broad daylight. It turned out that he couldn't help himself!

Before he could retract his peeking gaze, he suddenly received a cold look from the back row. Little Zhao was so frightened that his whole body shuddered and he dared not look again.

Xiao Zhao's inner thoughts: Aren't you pretending to be drunk? Why do you still have the urge to scold people with your eyes? It's not fair, not fair at all!

Gu Huaiyan leaned back in the back seat and looked to the side silently. Ruan Zhao was leaning against the car door, staring at the scenery outside the window without blinking.

The setting sun shone through the leaves of the sycamore trees, and the fallen leaves fluttered in the evening breeze. Mottled light and shadows fell on Ruan Zhao's gentle profile. In this bleak late autumn, Gu Huaiyan actually saw the vitality of spring in those dark eyes.

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Ruan Zhao didn't understand. The effect of the alcohol came suddenly and went away suddenly. As soon as he arrived at Gu's house, Gu Huaiyan miraculously recovered!

Uncle Wang cooked a big pot of hangover soup, and when he saw the two people coming back safely, he couldn't help but ask, "Is the hangover soup just ready? Who wants to drink it?"

Ruan Zhao looked at Gu Huaiyan first.

Gu Huaiyan looked as if he didn't know who was drunk before, and ordered expressionlessly: "Whoever wants to drink, can drink." Then he left in a leisurely manner, leaving Ruan Zhao and Wang Bo staring at each other.

"Is he drunk?" asked Uncle Wang.

"I've been drunk." Ruan Zhao nodded.

"Was he really drunk?" Uncle Wang asked again.

"I was really drunk." Ruan Zhaocheng nodded solemnly.

Uncle Wang pondered for a moment and scratched his graying hair: "I put rock sugar in the sobering soup, would you like to try it, young master?"

Ruan Zhao was attracted by the rock sugar, and his eyes rolled around: "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Thank you, Uncle Wang."

In the room on the second floor, Gu Huaiyan took off his suit jacket and lay on the sofa, his eyes falling on the contract on the ground.

The sound of spoons rang out in the restaurant. Ruan Zhao was eating freshly cooked pasta and sipping hangover soup. He was so satisfied that he couldn't help but ask Uncle Wang, "Does Huai Yan never come down to eat? Should we try to call him?"

"Don't worry about him." Uncle Wang said, "The master rarely eats at home. Even when he is at home, he is so busy that he forgets to eat. We always send food to his study. After a while, he no longer comes to the restaurant to eat."

"Is that so..."

Ruan Zhao frowned and was about to say that Gu Huaiyan had a bad eating habit when he saw Gu Huaiyan walk in.

Huh?

Didn't you say you wouldn't come to the restaurant?

Gu Huaiyan ignored Ruan Zhao's surprised look and asked Wang Bo, who was also surprised, "Where's mine?"

Uncle Wang finally reacted and quickly brought Gu Huaiyan's meal.

The steaming three dishes and one soup were simple yet not minimalist, and all the ingredients were fresh and top-grade. However, Gu Huaiyan frowned when he looked at the pasta in front of Ruan Zhao.

Uncle Wang quickly explained: "It was the young master's special request."

A scrutinizing gaze shot over, and Ruan Zhao grabbed the fork with an inexplicable guilty feeling, and stammered to explain: "I saw Uncle Wang eating this at noon, and I, I also wanted to try it."

Gu Huai-Yan was not at home at lunch time, so he had a proper Chinese meal. After eating, he craved Wang Bo's instant black pepper pasta, but unfortunately his stomach could not hold it, so he had to specifically order that he must have this for dinner.

"How old are you? Why are you still eating this kind of nutritious instant noodles?" Gu Huaiyan scolded coldly.

Wang Bo and Ruan Zhao, one standing and one sitting, silently lowered their heads, like two radishes waiting to be peeled.

Gu Huaiyan pressed his forehead in silence, then he said, "Uncle Wang, go cook one for me too."

"It's not that it has no nutrition..." Ruan Zhao had just arrived and didn't know what kind of person Gu Huaiyan was.

Gu Huaiyan's face darkened when he saw his thin appearance. For such a big Gu family, they should not give fast food to people even if the enemy from previous life came. As a qualified businessman, no matter how big the hatred is, they can't tear their face, and they still have to do the superficial work.

"I can lift you up with one hand. What nutrients do you think I need?"

With a "clang" sound, the meat soup originally intended for Gu Huaiyan was placed in front of Ruan Zhao, and the sobering soup that Ruan Zhao had just drunk was also snatched away from him.

Ruan Zhao carefully slurped a mouthful of pasta into his mouth, his heart beating like a drum.

[So domineering, I like it so much...]

Gu Huaiyan's eyes twitched, he sat down with gritted teeth and said to Ruan Zhao: "Come with me to the company tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? But I don't know anything." Ruan Zhao was a little worried. He didn't think that Gu Huaiyan would take him to the company.

"Didn't you say you wanted to help me...?" Gu Huaiyan leaned back in his chair, folded his elbows, and looked at Ruan Zhao meaningfully.

New Year's Day is in a month. Every year, the Ruan family launches new products during the New Year's Day period. Only Gu Huaiyan knows that this time, because the raw materials were snatched away by other companies at high prices, the Ruan family cannot launch new products at all.

In his previous life, it was he who helped the Ruan family resolve the crisis, but now he can only stand by and watch.

When Ruan Zhao learns the news tomorrow, I don't know what his expression will be. I wonder if he will be desperate and do something in advance.

Under the warm light, Ruan Zhao's lips, which had just eaten the noodles, looked even more moisturized after being stained with oil, subtly arousing the appetite of the onlookers.

He pursed his lips, and a blush gradually appeared on his fair face. After looking at Gu Huaiyan several times with an unwilling look, he suddenly stood up, picked up the meat soup in front of him and drank it down.

Gu Huaiyan was stunned when he saw this, and then he heard Ruan Zhao crying with joy in his heart.

[Great, I finally waited for this moment. For tomorrow, I must replenish my energy and spirit! ]