Sorry, I can't love you

There was a lamp in the huge study. Su Zhi sat at his desk. He narrowed his eyes, as if he were thinking about something, and it seemed that there was nothing.

What Gu Wan said is not unreasonable. As long as manager Zhang goes out of the country, the matter can only be settled.

It seems that this time, the victory is in hand.

A hook on the corner of the lip reveals a ghost smile.

"Kowtow... Young master?"

The rich voice of the old housekeeper sounded outside the door. Su Zhi quickly recovered. He opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "come in."

The door was pushed open and the figure of the old housekeeper appeared in front of him.

"Young master, I asked someone to cook you a bowl of soup. It's easy to catch cold late at night. Young master, drink it to warm up." Put the bowl down and the old housekeeper stood aside.

The steaming soup made a curl of tobacco under the dim light. Su Zhi looked at it and said coldly, "OK, you go out."

But the old housekeeper stood there motionless, staring at Su Zhi with a look of hesitation.

Frowning, Su Zhi raised his eyes and said, "what else?"

The old housekeeper licked his lips. He opened his mouth and hesitated to say, "young master, don't blame me for being talkative. I always think it's not good to keep this woman at home."

The trembling tone was full of hesitation, and the old housekeeper looked embarrassed.

"I have discretion."

Raised the tip of his eyebrows, Su Zhi said coldly.

"It's not the young master. She's been here for so many days, and the chickens fly and dogs jump at home for so many days. Several aunts can't stand her endless tossing every day. Besides, her father's thing..." he lowered his voice, the old housekeeper paused, and then continued to add, "leave her here, just put a time bomb around, young master."

The earnest words came to an end, and there was a silence in the study.

Su Zhi's eyebrows twisted, and his eyes sank, as if thinking about something.

"Well, I'm measured. After this is over, I'll give her a sum of money to move back and get out."

For a long time, Su Zhi spit out a word.

"Young master..."

It seemed that it was still inappropriate, and the old housekeeper continued to speak.

"Needless to say, I have my own discretion."

A cold awn shot across the air. The cold voice was like a sharp sword, which made the old housekeeper immediately shut his mouth. He sighed and walked out bitterly.

"I just hope nothing happens."

The moment he closed the door, he muttered to himself.

In the corner, a shadow stood there.

Gu Wan trembled all over. She held a bottle of red wine in her hand, and a strange light came out of her eyes.

Originally bought red wine to celebrate with Suzhi. Unexpectedly, she heard such a secret.

Well, it turned out that her father was in prison because he was reported by Suzhi!

In vain, her father did so much for Su Zhi, but she was bitten and imprisoned, and her mother fell ill.

It's because of Su Zhi that she didn't start a family. He was the one who made her fall in front of the people. Now it's also him who stretched out his hand to hold her.

No, he's using himself!

Gu Wan is so angry that she gnashes her teeth. Her current situation is caused by Su Zhi, and he still wants to appear in front of her with a savior's posture. It's ridiculous!

Clutching the red wine in his hand, Gu night quietly returned to his room.

There was no light in the dark room. Gu Wan sat in the corner with his eyes as scarlet as blood.

She poured a glass of red wine, raised her head and drank it hard. Her eyes shone brightly in the dark.

Suzy!

These two words echoed in her mind again and again, making the flame in her chest burn into a raging fire.

"Suzhi, I'll make you pay!"

With a calm voice, Gu Wan finished this sentence coldly and drank the red wine in the glass

Tang family.

Xia Liang tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. From the moment Liang Junjun's apartment left, she had been staring at her mobile phone for fear of missing Liang Junjun's phone.

Turned over and saw that it was two o'clock in the morning, but she was still not sleepy.

Suddenly, my stomach screamed, and then there was a spasm

All of a sudden, he grabbed the quilt tightly. Xia Liang covered his stomach and curled up into a ball.

"So... So uncomfortable..."

She frowned and groaned, and sweat came out of her forehead.

He clutched the quilt tightly. I don't know how long it had passed. Xia Liang felt that his stomach was faintly less painful.

The broken hair in front of her forehead was wet with cold sweat and cluttered on her forehead. Xia Liang stroked it disorderly, and then slowly got up from the bed. She touched her aching stomach, and then remembered that she had been busy with Vienna recently, and the three meals were not regular at all.

It should be stomach trouble again

The night was a little cold. He put on a coat carelessly. Xia Liang wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat to fill his stomach, and then took the stomach medicine.

When I went downstairs and passed Tang Moshi's study, I found that the door was not closed, and there was a faint light in it.

Is the light on so late?

After stopping for a while, Xia Liang took a look inside and found that the computer showed a dark light on the desk, and the slender figure was lying in front of the desk.

It seems that he fell asleep in the study.

Stunned, Xia Liang went in like a ghost.

There were messy materials and documents on the table. Tang Mo's slender body "wronged" sat in a crowded wheelchair relative to him.

Against the light, his slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids. His features, as straight as a knife, became more and more charming in the dark. His thin lips pursed slightly, and his ink splashing sword eyebrows frowned, so that she couldn't help extending her hand.

Xia Liang described the man's lips with his fingers. Somehow, his heart was suddenly astringent.

A gust of wind blew a page off the data on the desktop.

The paper fell lightly on the carpet. Xia Liang bent down to pick it up and picked up the messy things on the table by the way.

Looking at the man's thin coat, she frowned, went to the window and closed the half open window.

The night was strangely quiet, and Xia Liang could even hear the even breathing sound of Tang mo.

After staring for a long time, she turned around and wanted to leave. When she came to the door, she folded back, picked up the coat on the sofa, walked to Tang Mo's side and covered him with light hands and feet.

At the moment when he touched Tang Mo, Xia Liang clearly saw Tang Mo's eyebrows wrinkled, and then his dark eyes suddenly opened.

Startled, Xia Liang's hand stopped and looked at Tang Mo in a panic.

"I... I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Moving his lips, Xia Liang barely spit out a word.

When Tang Mo sat up, he took off Xia Liang's coat, glanced at the time, and slowly said, "it's so late, haven't you slept yet?"

The low magnetic voice, with a trace of dull sleepiness, set off bursts of ripples in the cool heart of summer.

"I... I can't sleep. I'm hungry. I want to find something to eat."

Shanshan smiled. Xia Liang gave himself a bad excuse.

After the words, Tang Mo's deep eyes fell on her face.

The fierce eyes swept from the pale face, and Tang Mo immediately understood: "did you have a stomach disease?"

Cold lips gently lifted, he pointed out Xia Liang's lie.

Xia Liang was stunned. Can he see it?