Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Or, in fact, she was just like this, but he had never really seen her face before, so he was kept in the dark for decades?

Thinking of this, Gu Beihua suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

He narrowed his eyes, almost hallucinating. In front of him, the heavily made-up working girl and the housewife who would cook for him in an apron and let him cry about without any regrets were obviously the same person, but they could not be overlapped in any case.

Song dongrou acutely saw a bit of confusion from his eyes. Although it flashed by, it really existed.

She bent the corners of her lips and quietly pulled out a bitter smile at the bottom of her heart.

Life in the world, experience is similar, the environment is similar, who will be worse than who? Gu Beihua thinks that he is the smartest in the world. He can't find time to have a good look at what kind of woman he is?

incorrect.

Song dongrou is in a trance. She can't be regarded as a pillow person. If Xue Yunlan is given this title, it will complement each other a lot.

Gu Beihua didn't see through her mind at this moment. She held her breath in silence and replied, "I don't think so. I just... Just..."

Gu Beihua's tongue suddenly tied, and he kept silent.

Obviously, even he didn't expect this to happen. When he realized that there was nothing to say, song dongrou clearly saw that his pupils suddenly widened.

She shivered and sneered at the bottom of her heart.

Yes, how can Gu Da, the boss of lotus, suddenly be speechless? How could there be nothing to say in front of her? It's pathetic and ridiculous.

"Just what?"

Song dongrou lowered her eyes and did not intend to give up the precious opportunity to humiliate him.

Gu Beihua forced to close his eyes, almost biting his tongue when he spoke, "just casually, you don't have to give me the outline here!"

"That's my fault. I'm sorry."

Song dongrou apologized quickly, and even gave him a smile with a little apology.

But the smile did not reach the bottom of the eye, and the apology seemed a little perfunctory.

Gu Beihua's throat stagnated, but he couldn't find any fault at all. He was stunned for a moment.

Song dongrou didn't look at him any more. She turned her head contemptuously. "The result of the election has been very obvious. Based on the principle that the minority is subordinate to the majority, I declare that --"

"Wait!" Gu Beihua suddenly broke in with a loud drink. It's a very simple word, but he can't help but have a thin layer of sticky sweat on his back.

He swallowed a mouthful of water with some difficulty, making the final struggle, "I don't agree!"

"General manager Gu, what else do you want to do?"

Song dongrou showed unprecedented patience to him. She didn't seem to be angry at all, even very calm, just waiting to see what he was going to say.

But it's not so much patience as disdain.

Knowing that the prey was already on the chopping board, it was just a matter of her mind to steam or boil it, so she was not in a hurry and was patient with the prey.

If you are happy, you will be able to tease, but you just want to appreciate the ugly appearance of the last struggle when the prey is dying.

Gu Beihua has been aware of this, but now he has to say something. If he doesn't say something, the scene will only get worse.

So he silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trying to find something from the depths of memory to support the final face.

But faith has collapsed, how can appearance hold up?