Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Gu Beihua frowned. Later, he felt that his throat was dry, like swallowing a fire when he was in a coma.

But as he watched the cool water in front of him, he could not raise his desire to take it.

Song dongrou still smiles mildly. In the past, he only felt that he was cowardly. Until now, he knows that under the so-called cowardice, there is an immeasurable abyss.

Now he, looking at the woman in front of him, can't feel anything else except the nausea.

So Gu turned his head coldly and closed his eyes as if he could neither see nor hear.

He didn't want to reach for it. Song dongrou didn't get angry, and didn't show any intention to force him. He just put down the water cup and raised the corner of her mouth gently.

Gu Beihua turned his back to her and suddenly heard her say, "is it funny?"

Gu Beihua didn't answer, but his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled at the speed visible to the naked eye.

He always had a bad feeling that this woman would not say anything good.

Sure enough, this kind of premonition became true in a second. Song dongrou said with a smile, "I've been looking after the general manager, and I've been romantic for most of my life. How many girls have come after me for you? How come now I'm so scared that the little nurse can't even speak?"

Gu Beihua's heart "clattered" for a while, across a layer of white quilt, song dongrou clearly saw his body gently shake for a while, but did not reply.

Song dongrou smile a pair of eyes all bent into the moon teeth, "not funny?"

Gu Beihua's forehead was so blue that she couldn't bear to laugh at it. He couldn't help muttering, "what do you want to do?"

"What can I do?" Song dongrou blinked her eyes, deliberately made a very innocent expression, "I sent you to the hospital with good intentions, Beihua. You know, after you fainted, no one would help you call an ambulance except me."

Gu Beihua doesn't think so. Her mood doesn't fluctuate too much because of her strange words.

Even if she didn't say it, he knew it.

Judging from their style in the conference room today, it is obvious that they are ready to turn over song dongrou. How can anyone take care of him?

It's estimated that all of them are still regretting that they didn't see him die at their feet.

Thinking of this, Gu Beihua gently bent his lips, with a full arc of irony on his face.

Song dongrou saw that he didn't talk, and seemed to feel a little boring, so she said softly, "OK, since you look OK, I'll go back to the company first."

Gu Beihua suddenly tasted something wrong from her flat tone.

She said "back" instead of "go"?

Gu Beihua's brain is suddenly hoodwinked for a while, then he can't hold back, drank loudly, "stop!"

Song dongrou turns around like a flow of benevolence, "I'll arrange someone to take the test list or something for you, so you don't have to worry about it. Let's take good care of it."

Gu Beihua clenched his back teeth and said, "what are you doing in the company?"

The tone was very unfriendly. It was a hostile question.

Song dongrou gently raised half of her eyebrows.

Sure enough, did you hear something wrong?

With a smile on her face, she said, "it's true that Beihua I know is already in this state. You can still hear what I mean."

Gu Beihua silently clenched his fist under the quilt and yelled angrily, "don't play around here. What are you going to do?"