you are my soft spot

Chapter 197 She Had a Baby!

Director Jian was startled, and immediately looked away, "No, I'm fine."

Gong Shuo frowned, "If you have something to say, what are you talking about?"

There was no other way, unable to resist Gong Shuo's questioning, Director Jian could only stiffen his hair and reply respectfully: "President Gong, I have something to tell you, can I borrow one to talk about?"

Now it was Qing Yun's turn to feel uneasy. The director's expression was a little strange just now. Could it be that her ovarian cyst is very serious?
Subconsciously pressed the position of the lower abdomen, it seems that there is no pain.

Then why does the director look so happy?
While she was thinking wildly, Gong Shuo and Director Jian had already walked to a quiet place where no one was around.

His expression looked very troubled, and his slightly thicker lips moved for a while, and when Gong Shuo got impatient, he bravely opened his mouth against the risk of being scolded: "Mr. Gong, there is something about Miss Qing. I must tell you!"

Gong Shuo's thoughts were similar to Qing Yun's, and he frowned, "Could it be that Qing Yun's ovaries are seriously ill?"

Director Jian shook his head: "Of course not."

"what is that?"

"It's Miss Qing herself!"

Gong Shuo became more and more confused by the words, "Can you finish the sentence in one breath?"

Director Jian raised his eyelids, it was the first time that he and Gong Shuo eye-to-eye and nose-to-nose were so bold!

If you want to say it, you are already familiar with it.

Taking a deep breath, she said in one breath: "When the nurse checked Miss Qing's body, she found that she had already given birth!"

After saying such a sentence, the director felt that the atmosphere in the air became heavy.

But for the good of his own president, even if he is scolded, he still has to put forward his own opinion.

"So Mr. Gong, she is not a woman worthy of your love!"

After saying these two sentences, the director lowered his head and clasped his hands tightly. He didn't know when his breathing became heavier.

I only hope that Mr. Gong's discomfort and anger can be less, let's be less.
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However, some time passed, and Gong Shuo didn't respond at all.

The more unresponsive, the more silent, the more angry and uncomfortable.

Just when the director was about to withstand the pressure and raised his head to say something again.

From Gong Shuo's sexy lips came a plain rhetorical question: "Which eye of yours sees that I love her?"

The director was taken aback, "But you clearly"

The expression on Gong Shuo's face did not change at all, he reached out for a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff: "The profession of a doctor probably isn't suitable for you, if you dare, I'll send you to my friend's company and let him give it to you. Arrange for a sentiment analyst position."

"." Director Jian's mouth twitched, "Here, Mr. Gong, I, I, I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously."

Gong Shuo exhaled a deep circle of smoke, blurring his expression at this time, "If you don't want to be an emotional analyst, get out of here."

"I know." Director Jian nodded, bent down, and turned around in one go.

Going all the way, scratching my head and shaking my head, I can't figure it out.

Could it be that Mr. Gong already knew about this?

Could it be that everyone misunderstood that Mr. Gong actually has no interest in Miss Qing at all?

Huh, it's hard to guess what the president is thinking!
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Gong Shuo who was still on the spot was puffing on his cigarette, flicking the ash from time to time, smoking a cigarette very quickly.

The cigarette butts were thrown on the ground, stomping out sparks.

After adjusting his suit, he returned to the hall with a calm expression.

(End of this chapter)