After Being Marked by a Powerful Love Rival

Chapter Seventy Six

The new year is approaching, and it is getting colder day by day. Fourth Master Shen recently caught a bad cold and was recuperating at home. Shen Du was busy with company affairs, and the heavy task of walking the dog fell on Song Yi's shoulders.

Song Yile was able to stroll around. Since his belly was big, Shen's family was in a state of high alert. Someone had to follow him when he went out. For fear of falling and bumping, he got used to it freely and was not used to such a delicate life.

The nearby small park had just shoveled snow, and the silver lake was covered with ice, which was as bright as a mirror. Song Yi was wrapped in a heavy black down jacket and a woolen hat, showing only a pair of black and white eyes blinking. , "You go slower."

Gu Xingchuan, who was walking in the front, took the dog leash, and the black-backed dog hummed Sa Huan. He turned his head and glanced at Song Yi, "Walk around two more times, you stick to it."

"Okay." Song Yi put both hands into the pockets of the down jacket to keep warm, and all the air out of him was smoke. "Aren't you cold in this way?"

They are all human beings. Gu Xingchuan wears a dark trench coat with a T-shirt, his waist is straight, looks heroic from behind, and doesn't mean to spend the winter at all.

"Seattle is much colder than the capital." Gu Xingchuan stopped and walked side by side with Song Yi.

Song Yi reached out and tested the temperature of the back of his hand. It was warm, and he was really in good health. With this capital, "When I finish giving birth, I will go to the gym with you."

Gu Xingchuan smiled happily, and put his arm around his shoulder, "Don't be lazy when the time comes. I'm very strict."

"Don't think I'm so lazy, I was no worse than you before." Song Yi glanced at him, pulled the scarf, and wrapped herself tightly.

After another two laps around the artificial lake in the park, Song Yi really couldn't walk anymore. She couldn't figure out whether it was walking the dog or straying him. Gu Xingchuan took out her phone from her trench coat pocket and took a look at the time, "Wander around. I will take you to eat something."

"No." Song Yi sat down on the bench with water vapor on her eyelashes, "It's too cold to walk, you go for a walk, I'll wait for you here."

Gu Xingchuan frowned and glanced at the time on the phone again, "No, you must go with me."

Song Yi's legs hurt and her waist was sleepy, so she raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, "Gu Xingchuan, I really can't do it!"

Gu Xingchuan was selfless and stood in front of him and stretched out his hand, "Come on, I will take you and walk with me."

Song Yi looked at his flexible palm, and shook his head refusing, "You don't need to worry about me, I'll take a taxi and go back by myself."

"No." Gu Xingchuan decisively rejected. Once he grasped Song Yi's wrist in his pocket, his slightly cold hand covered the back of Song Yi's hand.

Song Yi was not lazy, but it was too cold. After going out for an hour, her legs and feet numb and she can't walk anymore. However, Gu Xingchuan has no human touch. He searched his stomach and thought about how his predecessor acted like a coquettish. Learning to say: "Brother, let me go!"

He was not ashamed at all when he called out, his eyes were straight at Gu Xingchuan.

Gu Xingchuan was very helpful. He stretched out his hand and squeezed Song Yi's cheek through the scarf, "The mouth is so sweet, let's call another listen."

"brother."

"Not brother, but brother."

Calling brother sounds like it makes people want to go to Germany to see orthopedics.

Song Yi brewed for a second, pursed her lips, and went out for a rest, whispering softly, "Brother."

"Call again."

"brother."

"Call again."

"brother."

...

Gu Xingchuan stuck his chin, bent down and touched Song Yi's lips through the gray wool scarf, "It's a nice call, we're not leaving, my brother will take you to dinner."

Song Yi was not ashamed or embarrassed when he called just now. Gu Xingchuan would feel embarrassed when he claimed to himself. This is really his mother's loss of power and humiliation. Gu Xingchuan is a few months younger than him.

But it was too late to regret it. Song Yi took advantage of Gu Xingchuan's drive, reached into the scarf and pinched her face, to make you feel uncomfortable, to make your mouth soft, and she will become a younger brother from now on.

Gu Xingchuan chose a well-known western restaurant, and it was about to celebrate Christmas. There was a huge Christmas tree at the door, decorated with magnificence.

The restaurant is an arc-shaped semicircle, inlaid with a ring of floor-to-ceiling windows. The Summer Palace can be seen from a distance. The red Chinese pagoda is covered with a layer of white snow, which is quite artistic.

It seems that because of the week, only one table of their guests came to the catering. The waiter led the two to the seat by the window and handed the menu.

Song Yi had a poor appetite, so she ordered a few dishes, resting her chin in one hand, looking out the window and the distant scenery.

The food was not served yet, and the waiter was very busy. A group of people from the decoration company came in. The leader akimbo instructed his men to move things in. The white roses were piled up like no money, and the milky white balloons formed a huge pile. Peach Heart, the bright lights turned dim yellow, the dome was hung with a long starry sky lamp, and a circle of heart-shaped candles was lit on the floor of the restaurant.

A few minutes later, another band came. It should be called an orchestra. There were dozens of individuals wearing black suits and saxophone violin on their backs.

Some people put on a huge light board, the warm yellow English letters read marryme, and the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant flows.

The waiter walked over and looked guilty, "Two gentlemen, I'm sorry, our restaurant will have a marriage proposal in a while, and it will be cleared in half an hour. I hope you can cooperate. This time the meal is free."

Gu Xingchuan's brows were tight, his face was dark, and his eyes stared at the waiter coldly. The scared waiter looked at the good-faced Song Yi for help.

Song Yi coughed, took a sip of the juice, and said with a smile: "It's okay. We can sit in the corner. I also want to see how others propose marriage."

The waiter didn't want to say anything, he muttered a few words and then backed down.

Song Yi looked at the decorations in the restaurant with great interest. The proposal was big enough, and the band he invited was quite famous. He had heard concerts before, and he would cost more than one million yuan for an hour to play. How much does the western restaurant cost?

Gu Xingchuan elegantly sliced ​​the steak, and asked casually, "What do you think if you propose here?"

Song Yi called up the computer in the phone, quickly worked out an account, then raised her head and shook her head, "It's too wasteful. Proposing marriage doesn't need to be so extravagant."

Gu Xingchuan's face was ugly, and he snorted, "You didn't mean that you want a sense of ritual so you feel luxurious."

"The sense of ritual doesn't need to be extravagant." Song Yi knocked on the table and said seriously: "You want to propose to me, don't make it like this, I want candles and rings."

Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, curled his lips, "I can't afford this person so shabby."

Song Yi couldn't laugh or cry, "This is not shabby, it's called the best use of everything."

Gu Xingchuan was noncommittal and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to send a message, his slender fingers flapped on the keyboard.

Song Yi got up and went to the bathroom. The waiter shook his head. The road from the restaurant to the bathroom was blocked by the lighting equipment of the decoration company, and she could only go to the studio upstairs.

Song Yi got on the elevator and went upstairs. The number plate of a modeling studio was hung up. He glanced at it and walked straight to the bathroom. When he pushed the door, he ran into a person.

The man has a pale face, a feminine face, and a pair of eyes like snakes. A glance makes his whole body chill.

Song Yi paused, and lightly shook the hand inserted in the clothes. He didn't expect to meet Zhou Moquan, who had been missing for a long time.

Zhou Moquan seemed to be overcast regardless of the season. He stared at Song Yi for a few seconds, "Why are you here?"

"I'm in the western restaurant downstairs." Song Yi smiled politely.

Zhou Moquan's eyes changed in vain, and he looked up and down Song Yi, his round belly could not be covered by the down jacket, "You are getting married"

Song Yi couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to discuss this topic with him, "Come on!"

Zhou Moquan twitched the corners of his mouth, turned around and turned the faucet of cold water to wash his hands. He did not look up at the sink, "It seems you like him very much."

"I like it, I like it very much." Song Yi smiled in the mirror, happy to think of Gu Xingchuan.

Zhou Moquan’s hands were cold and unconscious, but he refused to turn off the faucet like a self-abuse. “I actually saw you last time at the engagement party and I always wanted to talk to you.”

Song Yi narrowed a smile, expressionless, "What do you want to say"

Zhou Moquan clenched his hand into a fist and took a deep breath, "I want to say sorry for that."

"The thing you mean" Song Yi smiled calmly, looked at Zhou Moquan's gloomy profile, and said calmly: "You mean your celebration banquet. I'll keep you out of alcohol. Go chase rich lady. Leave me alone to the investor and drank until I was poisoned by alcohol"

"I..." Zhou Moquan's lips trembled, and he whispered, "I'm sorry."

Song Yi shook her head without making any remarks, "It still means that when you celebrate your birthday, you were drunk and dragged me into your hotel room, holding me and not letting go, because I was photographed by paparazzi, in order to preserve your great image. , Your agent and the media said that I seduce you and caused me to be violently online for several years this time?"

Zhou Moquan bent down, his entire face immersed in the cold water, shaking with coldness before raising his head, his cheeks dripping with water, his eyes were amazingly red, "Sorry, my new film was released at the time, and I couldn't be exposed to the scandal. You know I am true... …"

"Stop talking." Song Yi raised his hand to stop him, took a few sheets from the cardboard box and handed them over, "Don't mention those two words to me. We used to be just friends."

"You know, I don't just treat you as a friend." Zhou Moquan wiped the water marks on his face and looked at Song Yi deeply.

Song Yi smiled softly, not willing to waste any emotion on such a person, "Take care of Shen Li, since you have decided to be engaged to him, don't think about other things."

"I won't marry him." Zhou Moquan's Adam's apple rolled a few times, grabbed Song Yi's arm and clasped it tightly, "Can't you hate me?"

Compared to Song Yi hating him, he was more afraid of Song Yi's indifferent and indifferent state, as if he did not exist at all.

"I don't hate you, I bless you." Song Yi forcefully broke his fingers one by one, looked at him and said calmly: "Gu Xingchuan is still waiting for me, I won't talk to you anymore."

Zhou Moquan looked at the empty hand, surrounded him with a huge sense of powerlessness. After so many years of friendship with Song Yi, understanding Song Yi is like knowing herself. Song Yi is a very unfeeling person. Once a person is removed from the social list by him , This person is like a cloud of air to Song Yi.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Moquan's voice was low and inaudible, and Song Yi's back walked forward mercilessly. He knew that once he got out of this door, Song Yi wouldn't even take a look at him. Gu Xingchuan would only have Gu Xingchuan in his eyes.

Song Yi returned to the western restaurant, Shi Shiran sat opposite Gu Xingchuan.

Gu Xingchuan's cut steak was pushed in front of him, "Why did you go to the bathroom for so long?"

"I met a stranger and talked a few words." Song Yi said lightly while eating steak in a small mouth.

Gu Xingchuan hugged his arms, leaned on the chair, squinted at him, "Is it resolved?"

"Solved." Song Yi lowered his head and smiled.

Gu Xingchuan gently clicked on the table three times, "It's time to settle our affairs."

The lights in the restaurant dimmed in an instant, leaving only the blue starry sky lights on the dome moving softly, and the delicate floral fragrance flowing in the air.

A beam of silver light spilled on the table, the low-key cello sounded quietly, and the saxophone's voice was melodious, light and soft.

Song Yi was stunned, her heart beat fiercely, her lips pressed to hold back her smile, her eyes shining at Gu Xingchuan, waiting for the next words.

Gu Xingchuan stood up, bent down, kissed Song Yi's tight lips, and said softly, "Song Yi, follow me later!"

"Okay." Song Yi smiled lightly, put his arms around his neck, and proactively kissed Gu Xingchuan's face, "I am willing."

Gu Xingchuan squeezed his chin and kissed him back, murmured, "I have thought of the child's name."

"what is it call"

"Gu Siyi."

"Not good, any more?"

"Gu Xinyi."

"not good."

"That's simply Gu Xiaojiu, because this is the ninth year I met you."

"If you dare to call this, you can go to sleep later."

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