Chapter Nine hundred and fiftieth I can still find a better marriage than the first marriage
Shu Pan waited until he was about to fall asleep when he heard the sound of the door opening coming from the entrance.
She opened the door softly, and then saw Gu Shaoting walking over unsteadily. She must have had another drink at the party tonight, so Shu Pan hurriedly went up to him and supported him.
Suddenly she vaguely noticed the smell of perfume. It was not cologne, but Chanel No. 5. She was very familiar with this smell because she had a colleague who was a loyal fan of this perfume. She often smelled it and did not reject it.
There were some doubts in her heart that she couldn't solve. How could she smell of perfume?
"Honey, I have a dry mouth. I don't want to drink. I promised my wife not to drink..." He started talking drunkenly, but he still listened to his wife? But he came home drunk.
Shu Pan was angry and didn't want to pay attention to him, so he drank a glass of water and went in to rest.
A deep sense of disappointment suddenly emerged in her heart. Now she was also suffering from the so-called "seven-year itch". There were many things that could be communicated before, but now she was no longer interested in talking about them. It felt like it was a waste of effort. She felt
It was necessary to dampen his spirit.
It was still the same morning, on the same sofa. Gu Shaoting woke up and sighed. He had dinner with Mr. Wang from Qitian yesterday. He drank so much that he felt dizzy after just 2 cups. Looking at himself today, I guess
Annoyed Shu Pan again.
From now on, the entertainment matters will be left to the public relations department.
He got up and washed up before going to the company. When he arrived, Xia Xiaoqiao was already standing at the door with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Gu."
"Morning." Gu Shaoting remembered whether he, Secretary Xia, or Manager Li from the sales department went there last night. In the end, he felt a little dizzy and couldn't remember some parts.
He returned to his seat. Not long after he sat down, he heard a knock on the door, "Please come in."
"Mr. Gu, this is a secret recipe for hangover. It is very effective. It is orange honey tea. I think you drank too much last night. Give it a try. It can relieve your headache." Xia Xiaoqiao explained gently.
"Okay, thank you." Gu Shaoting felt warm in his heart. He had to say that his secretary was really attentive. He had a headache now.
"Then drink it while it's hot. I'm going out." After saying that, she left, leaving a faint scent of perfume in the air, which smelled very comfortable.
Gu Shaoting held the glass and took a sip. It was not sweet, had an orange flavor and was delicious. Then he drank a few more sips.
After drinking a cup of tea, I feel much better and my throat is not so dry.
He pursed his lips, picked up his cell phone, and pressed Shu Pan's number. Soon, pleasant music came from there. When the call was almost automatically disconnected, Shu Pan's voice suddenly came.
"Is something wrong?" Shu Pan's voice was calm, and no emotion could be heard in it.
"Well, I came back late yesterday. Sorry, I drank a little too much and I still have a headache." Gu Shaoting pretended to be pitiful to gain sympathy, but Shu Pan was not that easy to talk to and she had always been very principled.
"Oh. As long as you like it." Shu Pan's attitude was still very cold.
Gu Shaoting knew that he had done something wrong, because drinking at social events happened so frequently that no wonder Shu Pan was disgusted.
"Actually, it's your own fault that you drank your body down. I heard that many women can find someone better than their first marriage when they get married for the second time." Shu Pan didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly said this.
These words were heartbreaking. When Gu Shaoting heard this, his face sank. What do you mean? Does this woman want to say that she is dead and remarried? Looking for a second love? Better than him?