find his Mrs. Gu

Chapter 581 Dad Is Chatting With Si Nian Next Door
The two looked towards the door almost at the same time.

Si Nian stopped in his tracks, it was the first time he experienced such a scene at such a young age, and suddenly he felt like a thorn in his back.

"Chairman, Professor Gu." Si Nian came in and greeted the two of them.

"Well, Si Nian is here." Gu Qiyun, the boss of the Gu family, smiled and stood up, "Just in time, there is still some time before the afternoon meeting, and it is boring for Dad to sit here. Si Nian is here, just in time to chat with you old man."

"Uncle Yao, let's go next door. The second child and the third child are idle anyway. I haven't touched cards for a long time, and my hands are raw." Gu Qiyun suggested.

"Okay, let's go, there are still two rounds left at this point, just to earn some money and go on a trip!"

"Uncle Yao, don't let it be too early for you to talk big, be careful that you lose too badly, and my Aunt Yao won't let you go upstairs when you get home."

The banter between the two quickly disappeared behind the door.

"Sit down." Duan Chengtian pushed a light green teacup over.

Si Nian nodded slightly, and sat on the single sofa opposite Gu Qiyun's seat just now.

"Chairman, what do you need from me?" Si Nian sat down and asked.

Gu Chengtian changed the position of his overlapping legs, and leaned his back on the back of the leather sofa in a relaxed manner.

"It's nothing, just chatting with you casually, why do you think I'm boring as an old man, and I have nothing to talk about with you young people?"

Gu Chengtian's words were meant as a joke, and at the same time, there was a rare smile on his face.

Si Nian smiled, and the tension in his heart quickly dissipated.

She knew that the kind of drama where the wealthy parents stepped out against Cinderella would not happen here.

At the same time, in the opposite lounge, instead of setting up a card table as Yao Yuan and Gu Qiyun said just now, the four of them were all sitting in the sofa area enjoying tea leisurely.

Two hours in the morning, the part where Gu Jingyun should play has been completed, and since the afternoon is not his home game, he is naturally happy and leisurely.

While Yao Yuan picked up a cup of tea, he glanced at Gu Jingyun.

"Uncle Yao, what's the matter?" Gu Jingyun asked, and at the same time leaned over and stuffed a ton of cigarettes in the ashtray.

He didn't want to pay attention at first, but he couldn't help but this guy had secretly looked at him four or five times.

Yao Yuan almost choked on a sip of tea.

"Cough! Brat, I see you are handsome, why don't you take a second look?"

Gu Jingyun smiled, and said: "Just look at it, why do I feel that Uncle Yao is a little guilty?"

When the words fell, the elder of the Gu family naturally knew the reason, but the second child, Gu Pingyun, didn't know, and looked towards Yao Yuan.

Yao Yuan is 55 years old this year. He is an all-powerful player in the mall. He was Gu Chengtian's right-hand man back then. Everyone respected him and feared him three points. He was always defeated in front of the three children of the Gu family alone.

"It seems to be, Uncle Yao, if you have anything to do, just tell me clearly. You must not be short of money, so what did you do to our Aunt Yao? To be honest, I can help you treat your wounds gently!" Gu Pingyun said. On such occasions, his personality is relatively out of character, and he loves to joke with him the most.

Yao Yuan laughed out of anger, his reputation for fear of guilt was all thanks to the second child of the Gu family!
Before Yao Yuan could speak, Gu Qiyun spoke to Gu Jingyun first.

"Dad is chatting with Si Nian next door."

Gu Jingyun's eyes froze, and after reacting for a while, he wiped out the cigarette butt in his hand.

He stood up.

"Hey! Third child, what are you going to do? Dad is not that kind of feudal parent. If you go over at this time, he might be angry!" The second child, Gu Pingyun, also stood up, and stretched out his hand to block Gu Jingyun.

(End of this chapter)