Gong Si slandered Luo Cheng, and did not forget to pretend to cough a few times to show that she was not cured yet. The reason why she drank porridge just now was completely forced, and it was not because she had a good taste.
Luo Cheng quickly took the second bowl of porridge, and was about to feed Gong Si another bowl, but at this moment someone barged into the room in a hurry, and rushed straight to the bed, looking down at the pale Gong Si.
Si, it is An Ran.
"Journalist Gong, look at how thin you have become. Poor little boy, you must be seriously ill, right?" An Ran said, reaching out to touch Gong Si's forehead, but Gong Si shrank down and hid under the quilt.
She had better not get involved with the evildoer surnamed An. Luo Cheng was watching from the side. She could tell at a glance that this person was not angry yet. If she got too involved with An Ran again, Luo Cheng might point her out of the relationship.
Throw it down from the thirteenth floor and smash to pieces.
"An Ran, come out with me and don't disturb the reporter's rest." Luo Cheng frowned and looked at An Ran, suddenly feeling that this was not the way to go. It was better to tell An Ran that Gong Si was his wife...
This thought was fleeting, and Luo Cheng quickly rejected the idea.
He is satisfied with the current situation and does not like anyone paying attention to his private life. The most important thing is that Gong Si is a sensible person and will not cause trouble for him. Since they are both satisfied with their current lives, why should they destroy the existing peace?
"I've just arrived and you want me to leave? Luo Cheng, I know you are interested in Reporter Gong, but you can't just take her as your own just because of this. I think she has the right to choose, and we should respect her.
Choice!" An Ran looked at Luo Cheng with disdain.
When Gong Si, who was hiding under the quilt, heard this, she put her head out and said, "Can you let me rest for a while? Everyone, please go out, I want to sleep."
She believed that this was what Luocheng meant.
An Ran sat in front of the bed and said softly: "Okay, I won't say anything anymore. I will just stay here quietly with the palace reporters."
"I can't sleep while you are here. Mr. An, could you please go out? Seeing you, I feel like I have a severe headache." Gong Si said hoarsely, just wanting to rush An Ran away.
An Ran stared blankly at the frowning woman for a long time. He finally compromised, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go, and you can have a good rest."
After saying that, he pulled Luo Cheng out of the guest room.
Gong Si breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the food aside. She didn't know if the person was far away. Could she eat some more? After drinking a bowl of porridge, she didn't feel anything at all. Maybe she had been hungry for too long, and she just wanted to find more.
Fill your stomach with some food.
She secretly took a little and stuffed it into her mouth, then quickly hid on the bed.
After that, Gong Si couldn't fall asleep. Now that the matter was over, should she leave the resort and go home first? After getting the interview script, she would then look for information and search some on the Internet. As for the advertisement, how could she get the best answer?
Well, if not, that would make sense.
After thinking about it for an hour, Gong Si immediately packed her things and wanted to leave the resort secretly.
She walked to the door, opened the door to the guest room, and looked outside. She was startled when she saw two men in black suits standing on the left and right at the door of the guest room, like two door gods.
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Gong Si reacted quickly and hurriedly threw her handbag back into the room, then kicked it in with her toes. She smiled at the two men in black who stared at her: "The air in the room is not very good, I let my
Give your head some air, thank you for your hard work."
