Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 2406 Sir, maybe you need a tissue

The secretary immediately smiled knowingly and fell silent.

"Zhile, are you in class yet?" Gu Jinglan lowered the car window, letting the evening wind blow on his face to dissipate the smell of alcohol.

Hearing Gu Jinglan's voice, Zhile pursed her lips and smiled, "Uncle, Zhile hasn't gone to class yet."

"Did mom and grandma send you to school this morning?"

"Yeah." Zhile grinned brightly, "Uncle, when are you going home?"

Gu Jinglan tilted his head back, squeezed the corner of his forehead with one hand, and a smile always lingered at the corner of his eyes and eyebrows: "Does Zhile miss Uncle?"

"OK."

"Hey, uncle misses you too, and misses your mother too." Gu Jinglan put the phone away for a while and asked the secretary, "How many days do I have left?"

The secretary immediately replied, "President, you still have five days to go."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Gu Jinglan's eyes, and there was a hint of apology in his voice, "Zhile, uncle will not appear in front of you in six days, although uncle misses Zhile very much, but for the future of Zhile, uncle cannot No slack at all. Zhile, do you understand?"

Mrs. Zhao will be happy in the future. In order to give her a secure future, no matter how busy or tired she is, it is worth it.

Zhile stood in the corridor, tiptoed lightly, put it down again, stood up and put it down again, touched the wall with her small hand, "Okay, Zhile will wait for uncle to come back."

"Okay, uncle will go back and take you to McDonald's."

Zhile's eyes sparkled instantly, and she nodded her head vigorously, "Mmm!"

Hearing the class bell ring, Gu Jinglan urged with a smile, "Okay Zhile, it's time to hang up the phone, promise uncle to go to class well?"

"Zhile will do well in class."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jinglan played with his mobile phone repeatedly, and finally, unable to resist the torment of longing, he clicked on the photo album.

In his photo album, there are only a few photos.

Among the ten photos, nine are photos of Zhao Qiuxu.

Across the cold screen, his fingertips repeatedly rubbed Zhao Qiuxu's face. It seemed that only in this way could he suppress the needle-like pain in his heart.

These photos were taken by him sneaking into her bedroom while Zhao Qiuxu was not paying attention, or when she was asleep.

If she was awake, it would be impossible for him to take a picture of her.

It is even more impossible to let him store in the phone album and look through it from time to time.

Back at the hotel, the secretary opened the car door. Just as he was about to open the car door, Gu Jinglan had already opened the door and got out of the car.

"President, I will help you up."

Gu Jinglan refused to avoid the hand extended by the secretary. He said lightly, "Go back and rest, you have worked hard tonight. Pick me up at the hotel at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

The smell of alcohol on his body has almost dissipated, and his state awareness is also very sober. The driver and the secretary looked at each other and nodded.

Coming out of the elevator, Gu Jinglan took the room card and vomited it in the corridor before reaching the door of the room.

After drinking all night, my stomach was already overwhelmed.

To be able to endure until now is already the limit.

Just as he leaned on the wall with one hand and vomited in embarrassment, a slender wrist stretched out in front of his eyes.

"Sir, maybe you need a tissue."

The woman's kind voice rang in her ears.

Gu Jinglan raised his head slowly, and saw a small face the size of a palm. The woman was wearing delicate makeup and a gorgeous dress. She was standing beside him at the moment, and handed him a tissue.

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(End of this chapter)