Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 509
Along the way, Xiao Miao blinked her eyes, worried about Gong Qi's condition.

"Mum, we can't adopt Gulu in your situation."

The little guy stared at the kitten who was obediently rubbing against her palm across the cage. He was a little anxious, but he also reminded him very solemnly.

Gong Qi sat on the passenger seat of the taxi, opened the window, faced the wind blowing in from the window, sniffed, "Mommy has a way."

About 10 minutes later, Miss Gong rang the doorbell of a villa area with her cat and daughter.

Opening the door, Zhang Quan stood at the door wearing home clothes, looking down at the woman in front of him quietly.

With a dusty look on his face, he was holding the cat cage with one hand, while the other hand was still fixed, and next to him was a little girl with a dusty nose.

When had she ever been in such a mess, Miss Gong?

Hastily took the cage over, and went inside to meet the person, and then heard the "meow..." call in his hand, and immediately frightened him, turned his head and asked the person: "Is there any mistake, didn't you say Can't you keep a cat?"

Gong Qi entered the door, and fell down on the sofa with Xiao Miao, as if he had no strength to respond, and could only wave his hands slightly.

After Gu Zheng sent the cat upstairs, he fetched two more cups of warm water. Xiao Miao stood up and took them politely, and then sweetly called out, "Hello, Uncle Quan."

The woman who occupied most of the space on the sofa squinted her eyes. After struggling for a long time, she couldn't sneeze. She took the warm water with one hand in frustration, drank it with a gulp, and waited for a long time before recovering.

"Okay." She brushed away her messy hair and regained her neat aura, "I have something to do with you."

Zhang Quan was sitting on the separate sofa chair on the other side, staring at her injured arm, and carefully looking at the faintly visible scars from the corner of her eyes, "How did you do it? Why didn't you hear about it from your brother?"

Xiao Miao quietly took a sip while holding the water glass, and quickly said, "Mommy was in a car accident."

The word "car accident" made Zhang Quan jump up from the sofa in fright, stepped forward and pinched Gong Qi's cheek to check up and down, "What's going on? Did you hit someone or someone else hit you, and it killed someone." ?"

Gong Qi was silent, and just let his naturally noble face be pinched and deformed, and rolled his eyes again.

This was the scene she could have imagined, and Zhang Quan's reaction was like this. If her own brother knew about it, he would probably exaggerate it a hundred times.

"It's okay, this matter is over." After the person finished looking her up and down, Gong Qi pushed her away with one hand, and his face became serious, "I have other things to look for you."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Quan nestled back on the sofa again, and after realizing it, he suddenly pointed in the direction of the stairs behind him, "Didn't you ask me to raise a cat for you?"

Gong Qi was neither serious nor serious, and glanced over with cold eyes, "What's the matter, you don't want such a trivial matter?"

In the end, she changed to a more comfortable position and sat up again, hugging the pillow next to her with one hand, with a relaxed expression on her face: "Of course, there must be more important things to find you."

Under Zhang Quan's vigilant and trembling eyes, Gong Qi reached out and took out the stack of documents from his bag, and threw them on the coffee table in front of him.She hooked her lips and smiled charmingly, "Lu Yao recommended to me that you have a talent for acting?"

After reading through the pile of materials, and listening to Gong Qi's succinct narration, Zhang Quan squeezed his eyebrows, leaned on the back of the sofa chair with a look of lovelessness, "An upright and good young man, Why are you persecuting him?"

"Upright young man, you?" The woman held the empty water glass and slammed it on the coffee table casually, "Don't be cheap and act like a good boy. After the matter is done, I will consider transferring half of the restaurant shares in my hand to you. Then you don't have to be angry with my brother."

This condition is very tempting, the man straightened up again, as if hesitating for a while, "Okay, I just happen to have nothing to do with me in the capital recently, so it's just doing good deeds."

After speaking, he looked at the calm woman through the documents and materials in his hand, "Honestly speaking, you are not interested in Gu Zheng, are you? Your brother is not very satisfied with him, and he will definitely fall out if he finds out."

The progress of the topic reached the expected goal, and Gong Qi didn't intend to stay any longer. If the conversation continued, it would inevitably involve emotional issues again, and she was tired of responding to these.

So he got up and waved to Xiao Miao, took the little guy's hand and blinked one eye at the man on the sofa before leaving, "Don't worry, I targeted that woman purely because of my vengeful personality, and I can't change it. "

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In Jinling Shanghai, there are two charity auction parties in the financial world every year. Not long after Shao Yunchen led You Mao to appear in the Economic Times, the company received an invitation letter from a charity organization in Shanghai in the mailbox.

This matter was originally intended to arrange for Mr. Huo to go, but after Mr. Mao's case was over, Shao Yunchen had to fulfill his previous promise and give the young couple enough time to prepare for the wedding banquet.

"Mr. Song is one of the earliest honorary representatives of this charity auction. For his sake, I will go this time." Facing Lu Yao's question, Shao Yunchen, who was nestled on the sofa and flipped through a book, responded unhurriedly , At the same time, there is a more important reason that prompted him to go, "There are still business opportunities there."

On the other side of Kyoto, Shangrui began to receive invitations to the party from the first year of founding Fengrui. The purpose at the beginning was the same as that of Shao Yunchen, to expand business opportunities and contacts. Whose relationship was borrowed, naturally it goes without saying.

Every year in the future, even if he has no time, he will invite representatives to participate at least once, and take a symbolic photo of some things back. Of course, the important thing is never those antiques, but his rich reputation.

Shang Rui decided to attend the charity gala of the Spring Dynasty this year.

For the woman who is now lying in his arms, holding a drawing board in one hand, and writing and drawing.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the top of her head, his fingers seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally passing through the black hair, and finally moved slowly downstream, pinching her soft and fleshy earlobes.

The woman's body shrank instinctively, she leaned into his arms, and let out a soft "ah".

Shang Rui lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the drawing board in her hand. It was a childlike cartoon, but one of the strokes was obviously heavy, which seemed very abrupt.

He hooked his lips and smiled, pretending not to know it and asked: "What's wrong?"

Qi Feng pursed his lips, turned his head and looked at him with some blame, "Did you do it on purpose?"

The man didn't deny it, but his smile was softer. He wrapped her in his arms, took an eraser from the side coffee table, and wiped it off. After wiping off the mark, he put his hands under his body with a satisfied face, and said: "That's all right, draw again, I'll watch you draw."

Qi Feng was still lying in his arms, and after cleaning up the rubber debris, he continued to paint seriously, and while he was painting, he suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" he asked softly.

The tip of the pen in her hand was still stuck there, leaving a thick dot on the drawing paper, she suddenly laughed a little, and shook her head lightly, "Brother Rui, have you ever thought about giving up Fengrui?"

These words made the man frown slightly, and his breathing became heavier, but he didn't speak for a long time.

The woman in her arms didn't know it, and continued to talk to herself, her eyes full of fascination, "I suddenly felt that it's good for us to be like this, open a photography shop, you will be the boss, and I will be the proprietress, we can go to A smaller, quieter city, to live our ordinary life.”

As she spoke, she seemed to suddenly become excited, and her voice was raised a bit, she put down the drawing board in her hand and pinched the man's arm, "Miss Song doesn't want to divorce you, isn't it because of Feng Rui?"

After she finished speaking, she turned around, only to find that the man's eyes were deep and terrifying.

She suddenly stopped talking, and after looking at it for a while, she laughed at herself: "I'm sorry, I just said it casually. I am selfish. Fengrui is your painstaking effort for so many years."

After she said a lot on her own, Shang Rui didn't respond a word from the beginning to the end, but seemed to be thinking, thinking very heavily.

It wasn't until the atmosphere completely cooled down that he got up on his own, held Qi Feng's chin and kissed her lightly on the forehead: "I will think about it."

Afterwards, I went to the hanger next to me to get a coat and put it on, "It's getting late, you should go to bed early, I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Aren't you going to sleep here today?" Qi Feng chased him out, and finally leaned against the door frame to watch the man's back as he went away, without waiting for a reply from him.

She still doesn't fully understand what Feng Rui means to Shang Rui.

(End of this chapter)