Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Gu Qian took a step and keenly caught the keyword eyes in their gossip. He was a little confused. Was that her?

Another clerk answered, "look, Shen Changqing's acting skills are really good, but it's a pity that he died young. By the way, isn't his first lover the woman who married into a rich family? It is said that there was a great deal of noise between them, but it was a pity that Shen Changqing was infatuated, but he died quietly in the end. "

"Yes, I read in the newspaper that they had a very good relationship, but they were robbed of love. Alas, if I were Shen Changqing, I wouldn't die in peace."

"People are dead. His first love also goes to the cinema to see his films. It seems that there is true love between them. Otherwise, they won't cry so miserable. People will know how to cherish it when they lose it all their life."

Gu Qian listened to them sigh and walked out of the florist with meat in her arms. She took out her mobile phone to search the news. Sure enough, she saw # that the topic of Shen Changqing's first love # had jumped to the top 10 of the hot search list.

Her fingers were stiff. She took a deep breath, and then clicked on the hot search entry. It was a microblog sent by a gossip marketing number, equipped with Jiugong grid, still photos, and two photos of her sitting in the cinema.

The gossip marketing number did its best to sensationalize. It first praised Shen Changqing's acting skills, then praised him for his infatuation, and finally regretted his premature death. In fact, it only brought her in the topic.

But this sentence is particularly explosive, and immediately caught the reader's psychology. Many people left messages below. Some are commenting on Shen Changqing's acting skills, some are criticizing her empathy, but they have to rub the heat of the dead and brush a wave of favor.

There are sympathy, sarcasm and ridicule. It seems that it has become a carnival of keyboard man, wantonly venting their emotions. No matter whether it is true or not, they just spray happily.

Gu Qian turned over some forwarded comments. The following comments were basically polarized. While praising Shen Changqing, he stepped on her and said that she sold infatuated people. As a result, he immediately fell into the arms of a rich husband.

What they said was as ugly as it could be. Gu Qian trembled with anger and impulsively wanted to reply, but she typed out the words and deleted them. How could she refute?

She put her mobile phone back in her pocket and took a lot of meat into the subway station. She was standing on the platform waiting for the subway. At the moment, people all over the world said that it didn't matter if she pretended that she was disgusting, as long as Mo Beichen didn't misunderstand her.

With this belief, she took the subway to Mohs group. Then when she stood under the high-rise building of Mohs group, she suddenly lost her courage. What would mohbeichen think if the news on her microblog became like this?

She lingered downstairs. Seeing that she had never entered, the security guard at the door couldn't help coming over and asking her, "Miss Gu, it's cold outside. Do you want to sit in the hall?"

Gu Qian squatted in the corner of the wall, looked up at the security guard and smiled kindly at her. Her eyes were slightly sour. She said, "no, I want to be calm."

"It's freezing and snowy. If you want to calm down, you can go in and blow the air conditioner and calm down slowly. Or I'll call president Mo and ask him to come down and pick you up?" The security guard saw Gu Qian go in and out with Mo Beichen and knew that she was mo Beichen's girlfriend.

Gu Qian lowered her head and looked at the fleshy leaves drooping with the snow wind. She could stand the cold. The fleshy pot couldn't stand it. She picked up the pot and stood up and smiled at Uncle security, "thank you, uncle. I'm in."

Looking at her worried appearance, the security uncle said, "if you young people have something to think about, if you really don't know what to do, it's better to tell each other. One counts short and two count long. Do you think I'm right?"

Gu Qian thought, that's what he said, but sometimes the time to speak is also very important, and obviously now is the worst time.

The security uncle watched her enter the hall, and then she stood on her post again.

Gu Qian stood in front of the elevator, and the comments on the microblog played in her mind like a horse lantern. In fact, what she was most worried about was that Mo Beichen would feel that she had no love for Shen Changqing.

After a while, she summoned up the courage to enter the elevator, reached out and pressed the top floor. The elevator closed slowly. She took a deep breath. Sister Roche was right. If she didn't explain this situation and let him think about it alone, the situation would be worse.

Dozens of seconds later, the elevator "Ding" opened. Gu Qian took a deep breath and walked out of the elevator with meat. As soon as she entered the president's office area, she felt that today's atmosphere was particularly tense and dignified.

Lin CE is not in his position. Several assistants in the president's office are busy. No one has time to talk to her.

Gu Qian wants to hold a person and ask if Mo Beichen is in the office. It's inconvenient for her to disturb and can't catch anyone. I had to watch them come and go as nervous as going to war soon.

She found a place to sit down and put the meat on the transparent tea table. She looked at the simulated golf course not far away, the Mobei dust club and all the sports that business people would play, such as playing golf.

She suddenly remembered that on the day of the first snow, they played snowballs with golf clubs in the yard. Although they finally broke one of Mo Beichen's favorite golf clubs, Mo Beichen held her that night and told her that when she was a child, he most wanted to take her to play with the snow, but at that time she was not afraid of him. As soon as she saw him, she would hide in the room and make him sad and mind for a long time.

Thinking, she couldn't help but put a smile on her lips. She got up and went to the small court, picked up a club and played by herself.

She can't play golf. In the past, Mrs. Mo liked to train her to be a quiet lady, such as reading, writing, playing the piano, painting and arranging flowers. Sports didn't like her to touch.

But she thinks Mo Beichen is very handsome when playing golf. When he swings, he is even a little sexy.

She couldn't play, so she took the club and pushed the golf ball. When she was close to the hole, she made an effort. As a result, she was so close. The golf ball still turned around the hole and rolled away.

She pouted annoyedly and bent down to pick up golf, but she didn't know that this scene fell in the eyes of the man who had just come out of the office.

Mo Beichen walked slowly. When Gu Qian stood up straight, he said, "do you want to play golf?"

Gu Qian suddenly turned around and turned too fast. She lost her balance and rushed into Mo Beichen's arms. Mo Beichen quickly put his hand around her waist, but still couldn't avoid the tip of her nose hitting his shirt button.

"It hurts." Gu Qian covered the tip of her nose and covered her eyes with a layer of water mist. She looked up at Mo Beichen and begged, "you help me shout, and it won't hurt."

Mo Beichen was stunned. Unexpectedly, she was coquettish with him. He watched her take away her hand, revealing the tip of her red nose, and the bottom of his heart was slightly itchy.