Cen Zhiqiao and Cen Shanfang looked at each other. Somehow, they felt that something was wrong - it was just Cen Zhiqiao's birth-related materials, how could it be hidden?
"Perhaps your mother originally wanted to give it to you, but she couldn't take care of it when she was sick, so she kept it at your grandma's house. In any case, it was your mother who wanted to keep it for you. You should keep it well."
After saying this, Song Pingyu hurriedly left, and Cen Zhiqiao also returned to his office with the box.
Looking at the concentric lock, she was a little lost.
"What are you looking at?" When Gu Nianchen came in, he saw Cen Zhiqiao in a daze. He looked at the thing in her hand and asked with raised eyebrows.
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment before looking up and seeing Gu Nianchen, he was slightly surprised: "Why are you here? Not working?"
For the sake of convenience, Cen Shanfang specially set aside a small room in a corner of his office for Cen Zhiqiao. Although she really couldn't help much in the company, she was still there in name!
Gu Nianchen walked to her desk with a smile and put a bag on it: "I was passing by here and I remembered that you didn't have breakfast, so I brought it to you. How is it? Does your stomach still hurt?"
Thinking of the noise in the morning, Cen Zhiqiao's face heated up, "No...it doesn't hurt anymore, why does it keep hurting!"
Gu Nianchen felt at ease now: "You always refuse to listen to me when I ask you to stop eating cold and spicy food. Look, it hurts like that during menstruation."
Still a lesson learned.
Cen Zhiqiao's face became even hotter. He took the lunch box and rolled his eyes: "You said you already know it, but you're still verbose. I'll just pay attention to it later!"
Banana milk and sandwich, Cen Zhiqiao's first choice for breakfast, took the sandwich and took a bite. Gu Nianchen had already opened the milk and handed it to her mouth.
"Wouldn't it be better if you were obedient and obedient like this?"
There was a smile at the corners of his eyes and brows, warm, not enthusiastic, but like the sunshine in winter, gentle and bright. Cen Zhiqiao took a look and suddenly felt frightened - how could a man see such a good situation?
"What is this?" Gu Nianchen didn't know what she was thinking. After she took the milk, he noticed the box and the concentric lock on the table, so he asked.
"Oh, it was sent by my aunt just now, saying it was something left by my mother." Cen Zhiqiao said casually.
Gu Nianchen couldn't help but take another look. This concentric lock seemed to look familiar.
"What's wrong?" Seeing him in a daze, Cen Zhiqiao asked hesitantly.
But Gu Nianchen shook his head: "It's nothing. You can eat. It's almost time. I should go back." As he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around to stop Cen Zhiqiao: "By the way, don't mess around after get off work. Run, I'll pick you up."
After saying this, he raised his hand to look at his watch, turned around and walked out.
"Boss--" As soon as he walked out of Cen's gate, Shao Yuan came up to him.
"How are things prepared?" Gu Nianchen asked as he walked.
"Don't worry, I've done the work. I've already done it." Shao Yuan smiled and took credit.
Gu Nianchen paused: "When you say that, I feel a little panicked. Forget it, I'll take a look before going back to the office. I don't want to make any mistakes."
"Why is this so!" Shao Yuan curled his lips: "Boss, you don't believe me too much. It's really sad."
Gu Nianchen said angrily, which sounded like coquettishness. Gu Nianchen turned his head and glanced at him coldly: "If you don't want to hurt your liver and lungs, you'd better talk to me."
After saying this, he got straight into the car, leaving Shao Yuan standing there, his face suddenly fell: "Boss, how can this be done?"
The day passed quickly. When he got off work, Gu Nianchen was already waiting downstairs. He was dressed in a crisp suit, standing tall and leaning on the car, holding a cigarette in his hand. The smoke was rising against the warm sunset.
It adds a bit of laziness.
Occasionally, pedestrians passing by could not help but take a second look. Cen Zhiqiao once again sighed - what is a man doing with such good looks?
As if he felt familiar sights, Gu Nianchen just raised his head and saw Cen Zhiqiao among the crowded pedestrians. His unfocused eyes immediately fell on her. When their eyes met, for no reason, Cen Zhiqiao's heart
Trembling slightly.
Does such a man really belong to her?
"What's wrong?" Seeing that she was in a daze again, Gu Nianchen walked straight to her side, naturally held her hands and asked with a frown.
Cen Zhiqiao shook his head, put away the surging emotions in his heart, and put on a relaxed smile: "Nothing, I just think your city hall is too busy. Will you be laid off soon?"
Most people can't keep up with her thinking. Fortunately, Gu Nianchen has long been used to it. Hearing what she said, he even continued her words: "Yes, if I don't have a job, you have to support me."
"Tch!" Cen Zhiqiao snorted. Will he lose his job? At first, he took 50 million from a certain company and threw it at Cen. Now he still pretends to be pitiful in front of her. I really think she is stupid!
He turned around and got into the car, not bothering to talk to him: "Tell me, what are you going to do if you come to pick me up from get off work?"
Gu Nianchen also opened the car door. After listening to Cen Zhiqiao's words, he immediately smiled ambiguously: "What can you do with me? Of course, do what you love."
"Hey, hey, the same joke is boring if you tell it twice."
As he said this, he was cursing secretly in his heart, this man is really very erotic, why didn't he notice it before?
Lest he say something shocking again, Cen Zhiqiao didn't dare to ask any more questions along the way. It wasn't until the car stopped outside an image center that she was surprised.
"What are you doing here?"
Gu Nianchen raised his eyebrows, and his red lips uttered two words: "Transformation."