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Chapter 106: A Dead Fellow Daoist Will Not Die a Poor Daoist

"Where have you been?" Song Qiao stared at the small hall with a serious expression.

She and Momo returned home and found that Qiqi was alone. Xiaotang had long disappeared. She was so frightened that she almost called the police to find someone. However, Qiqi repeatedly promised that everything would be fine, so she managed to wait patiently at home.

Xiaotang slowly looked towards Qiqi, but was immediately blocked by Song Qiao.

Without any reminder, Xiaotang began to feel guilty. He showed a flattering smile and said, "I feel bored at home, so I want to go out for a walk."

"So you transferred directly to the Gu Group?" Song Qiao exposed Xiaotang mercilessly.

"..."

Xiaotang was speechless. He looked at Qiqi again. At this moment, he finally got out of his head and smiled fawningly at him, as if saying that there was nothing he could do.

After all, who can withstand the joint questioning of Mommy and Aunt Momo?

Xiaotang sighed inwardly, walked towards Song Qiao with his head lowered, and confessed honestly, "I just want to see Uncle Gu."

"Why did you see him?" Song Qiao wondered.

Momo also looked at the small hall curiously.

Then, the two of them heard him say something shocking, "I want him to be my father."

What?

Song Qiao and Momo widened their eyes at the same time, feeling something bad in their hearts. What if he ran up to Gu Jingting and talked nonsense and annoyed him.

Xiaotang was afraid that Song Qiao would be angry, so he took the initiative to tell everything. "I think he looks a bit like me, so I want to see if he is my father."

Of course, it's best to let him pay.

These words cannot be said. Xiaotang swallowed the second half of the sentence and watched Song Qiao's face gradually become serious, and his mood began to become uneasy. Did he do something wrong?

Song Qiao felt a headache. She didn't expect Xiaotang to have such outrageous thoughts.

"What did you say to Uncle Gu?" she asked.

"Neither..."

"Miss Song wants to know, why not come and ask me in person."

Before Xiaotang finished speaking, a deep and hoarse voice suddenly came.

Outside the door, a man's slender and tall figure slowly appeared at the door, wearing a black suit, with an invisible indifference and condescension.

He put one hand in his pocket, his lips seemed to be smiling, and his eyes seemed to be filled with thick clouds.

Song Qiao was startled and her head was spinning rapidly. When did Gu Jingting come? How long had he been listening outside? Did he hear what Xiaotang said?

All kinds of thoughts were rolling wildly, leaving her unable to react at all. Momo was the first to react, "Mr. Gu, why are you here?"

Gu Jingting's eyes fell on Xiaotang.

The latter curled his lips and took two steps back, feeling a little worried in his heart. Why did he still come here? Did he want to complain to his mother?

Gu Jingting looked at his changing expressions, thought of what he heard outside the door just now, and said softly, "He came to my company alone, so of course someone has to take care of him."

Obviously, that person is him.

Momo screamed wildly in her heart, this brat is really capable of causing trouble. Even if he ran out to identify his father, he actually recruited an ancestor back to the family.

"Then why don't you come in and sit down?" she asked tentatively.

Gu Jingting did not move, "It seems that some people are not very willing."

If he has any pointers.

Song Qiao couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid, so she stood up bravely, took a deep breath and put on a business smile, "How could that be? It's my honor to have Mr. Gu come."

Don't worry about whether the attitude is fake or not, at least it is useful to your ears.

After hearing this, Gu Jingting felt much better. He walked into the room and sat in the middle of the sofa. For a moment, he felt more like the owner of the place. Song Qiao and others standing next to him seemed like assistants who were always ready for help.

"Mr. Gu, there are orange juice and cold drinks at home, what would you like to drink?" Song Qiao forced herself to ignore this weird feeling.

Gu Jingting crossed his legs and put one hand on his knee, tapping it one after another, "It's up to you." After a slight pause, he looked towards the small hall and said, "It's up to you to look after the children."

He was able to run out alone and find Gu.

That is to say, if you are lucky, if you are close to it, if you encounter any accident, it may be difficult to see anyone.

Song Qiao knew that she was too reassured about her two children today. She never expected that Xiaotang would dare to run out of the house alone. Fortunately, she came back safely.

She said, "I'm too careless. Thank you Mr. Gu today."

Gu Jingting seemed to be waiting for her words. Hearing the words, he turned his head slightly and turned his angular face towards Song Qiao, "I said, don't say thank you verbally."

He didn't wait for Song Qiao to continue asking, and said directly, "I am going to attend a banquet this weekend, and you will be my female companion."

Song Qiao's first reaction was to distance herself from Gu Jingting, "Sorry, it's the weekend..."

"I will send someone to talk to the director over where you are filming." Gu Jingting interrupted her, "As for other issues, I believe you have the ability to postpone them."

The implication is that no rejection is allowed.

No matter how much Song Qiao had to say, he was blocked by his strong attitude. Song Xiaotang, Song Xiaotang, really gave him a big trouble when he came back.

She gritted her teeth secretly, "Okay, I understand."

Xiaotang stood aside, watching Song Qiao's face gradually become ugly, and a chill suddenly ran down his back. It was over, and Mommy was angry.

He didn't dare to say anything, and while Song Qiao was dealing with Gu Jingting, he slowly moved towards the room.

As today's accomplice, Qiqi also sneaked away with her tail between her legs.

Just as he walked to the door, Song Qiao's cool voice came from behind, "Come back here, there are guests at home, how can you go back to the room?"

"..."

Xiaotang and Qiqi were about to cry, but turned around and sat back on the sofa.

Song Qiao glanced at the two of them with evil eyes, then went to the kitchen to pour a glass of orange juice for Gu Jingting. The man took it and took a sip, his eyebrows raised involuntarily.

He never liked sweets, but to his surprise, the orange juice today tasted pretty good.

Gu Jingting slowly drank the juice in the glass while admiring Song Qiao's change of face.

When Song Qiao saw him put down the empty cup, he immediately said, "Mr. Gu, you have a lot to do. Since you've had a drink, why don't you go get down to business. I'll have time on the weekend."

She wished that Gu Jingting would disappear immediately.

"It seems that Miss Song doesn't welcome me very much?" Gu Jingting asked slowly.

Song Qiao smiled but said, "How could that be? I'm just worried that Mr. Gu will delay the business."

Gu Jingting knew what she was thinking, so he said in a counter-argument, "It just so happens that I don't have anything important to do today. Since Miss Song doesn't mind, I'll stay a little longer."

Song Qiao's expression froze and he couldn't even utter a polite word.

Momo stood aside and covered her face silently. She didn't expect that the dignified CEO of the Gu family could be so shameless. Since he didn't want to leave, she should leave by herself.

"Jojo..."

"Buzz——"

In line with the principle that a dead Taoist friend should never die a poor Taoist, Momo was about to speak when he was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his cell phone.


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