The only cute pet: Boss, bring the red envelope first

Chapter 11 Hello God, My Name Is Gu Qinghuan (5)

Xi Yushen has been waiting with his mobile phone, his good-looking fingers lightly caressing the screen, his eyes full of doting, before he waited ten seconds, he saw the news that she came back, and he couldn't help but laugh deeply.

I haven't seen this little red envelope for four years, so I'm getting bolder.

"You accepted my red envelope, but you still don't want to do anything? Then return the red envelope."

Hey, Gu Qinghuan is not convinced anymore, it's not the red envelope she wanted, he gave it to her, and she wants to return it, it's a beautiful idea.

Did he think she would give in?Hmph, "Like it, no, you guessed it."

Well, she succumbed, as the saying goes, a little girl can stretch and bend, endure a momentary humiliation, and enjoy the glory of a lifetime.

"I guess?" Xi Yushen laughed again, why didn't he realize that the little red envelope was so presumptuous before.

"I'll give you a chance. If you answer well, there will be a red envelope."

Gu Qinghuan watched and ate, funny, is she such a money lover?
"Well, I have found a tall, rich and handsome man in the past four years! I have already lived a noble and high-end life, and I guess I will get married at the end of this month!"

Well, she admits, she is a money lover.How could she let go of the money delivered to her door.

On the other side of WeChat, Xi Yushen's smile disappeared when he saw this sentence, and his brows were deeply frowned. The amount of information contained in this sentence gave him a headache. I haven't seen you for four years, is she going to get married?

Could it be that if he found her later, she would have even given birth to a child?
A strong sense of crisis swept over, and Xi Yushen firmly felt that he should act faster.

"What number."

"It's not confirmed yet. When I'm sure, I'll tell you that the Boss will give you more red envelopes as gift money. It won't be a waste of me working hard for you for so many years."

Gu Qinghuan's half-serious, half-joking words made Xi Yushen dumbfounded. There was no fixed date, how could he make a plan for chasing his wife? Could it be that when she got married, he would go to snatch the marriage?

Robbery, will she go with him?
Seeing that Napoleon hadn't answered for a long time, Gu Qinghuan thought he was busy, so she put the phone aside and didn't mention the red envelope.

She would not really be so eager to ask for a few words between the old and the subordinates.

After waiting for a while, Gu Qinghuan packed up the lunch box and prepared to go to bed.

When she came back from the kitchen, the screen of the phone was always on.

Is it a red envelope?

Although she didn't say yes, she still had a vague expectation.

Click to open, a red envelope from Napoleon and a friend added message, note Xi Yushen.

"I really know how to pick time."

Gu Qinghuan first clicked on Xi Yushen's friend add information, and added him as a friend.

Then I clicked on the red envelope and opened it, "...one...ten thousand!?"

Gu Qinghuan was stunned, thinking that her eyes were dazzled, she raised her little hand and counted one by one, "It's really ten thousand!"

"Heaven's a windfall!" She was so frightened that she hastened to return the eight thousand, her little frail heart was trembling pitifully.

Boss is so generous, why does she feel so uneasy.

But within two seconds, Boss sent another red envelope, still ten thousand!In addition to the [-] she left just now, it is already [-], and there is a message to prepare the gift money, and another [-] will be refunded.

Gu Qinghuan looked at Wu Sheng in a daze, and felt awkward no matter how she looked at it. Is her cognition too small, or her knowledge too superficial?

Napoleon, as the boss of literature and art, can even get the meaning of gift money and gift money wrong?
She began to feel extremely sad about the future development of cultural undertakings in Kyoto.

Silently replied: "Thank you! Boss, I also kindly remind you that it is gift money, not gift money. Although there is only one word difference, the meaning is very different. Silence."

Inside the villa, Xi Yushen leaned halfway on the leather chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When he saw the message, he didn't refute it, but had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

About half an hour later, he logged on to another WeChat account, opened the friend list, and clicked into the dialog box of the only friend, "What are you doing?"

Simple and boring question, but Xi Yushen never tired of it.

Learn about her bit by bit, about this life.

After Gu Qinghuan replied to Napoleon's message, she fell asleep and did not see his message.

Xi Yushen waited for a long time without being annoyed. Looking at the hour hand pointing to six o'clock, he also guessed that she was asleep, and flicked through their chat records with ecstasy, and made him reluctant to turn them off after reading a few words. Deep pampering.

The hazy light outside the window sneaked in through the cracks in the curtains, against the profile of his face at this time, it seemed like a fairy.

(End of this chapter)