"No, no need." Song Qiao was frightened and refused quickly, but she was still confused, "Why are you downstairs? Is something wrong?"
When Gu Jingting heard this, he knew that Song Qiao didn't take what he said yesterday seriously.
He said, "Every word I said last night is true. It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. I will slowly make you believe it. Is it me who goes up or you who comes down?"
The topic has returned to its original point.
Song Qiao was so frightened that she ran to the window and saw a familiar black car with smooth lines reflecting light in the sunlight.
Momo saw Song Qiao suddenly running back and forth in the room as if having a convulsion, and couldn't help but follow him and ask, "What are you doing?"
Song Qiao felt a little guilty for no reason. She shook her head and said, "I have something to do. I'm going downstairs. You go to the room and help me look after Qiqi and Xiaotang. I'll be right back."
As she spoke, she hung up the phone and walked toward the door.
Momo sensed something was wrong keenly, and wanted to follow her out with bright eyes, "Isn't there still Mrs. An at home? Just let her watch. If I have anything to do, can I accompany you?"
She said and walked outside with Song Qiao.
Song Qiao rushed to the elevator door and suddenly saw herself in the door still wearing pajamas. She patted her head and went back to the room to change clothes.
When he walked out of the door, he found Momo still following him eagerly. His expression paused, and he pushed her directly into the room and closed the door behind him.
"If I find you following me secretly, it will be over." Song Qiao dropped these words and hurried out.
Momo opened the door and watched Song Qiao float out the door as if there was a ghost chasing him. Her curiosity became more and more unstoppable. What on earth was she going to do?
She thought to herself for a while, smiled, and lay down by the window to wait.
If you don't let me follow you, don't let me follow you. It doesn't make any difference to her here, and it just saves you walking.
Momo lay leisurely by the window and waited for a while, and soon saw Song Qiao's figure appearing downstairs. Unfortunately, she didn't see anything yet, so she quickly got into the black car below.
The distance was a bit far, so Momo looked at the car and felt it looked familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.
"Did you meet someone new?" Momo wondered.
Of course Song Qiao also knew Momo's virtues, and even if he didn't follow him, he would definitely find a way to watch it upstairs, so when he got downstairs, he didn't give Gu Jingting a chance to get out, and went straight to the back seat and got in.
The door is closed, causing a slight vibration to the body.
Gu Jingting was sitting by the window, with two buttons of his dark blue shirt unbuttoned, exposing his neck and collarbone. At this time, he lowered his eyes lightly, revealing his superior brow bones.
"It seems that you can't wait to see me too." Gu Jingting turned his head.
Song Qiao felt uncomfortable all over. Hearing this, he retorted, "No, don't talk nonsense. I'm just worried that if I stand outside for a long time, I will be photographed by the media and talk nonsense."
"It doesn't matter, I can help you settle down." Gu Jingting's words were ambiguous.
Song Qiao really didn't feel comfortable with him now, so he said expressionlessly, "There's no need for that."
Gu Jingting was speechless and just handed a beautifully packaged takeaway to Song Qiao, "This is Fangtingzhai's breakfast. You can take it home and eat it."
Everything was delivered to him, and based on Song Qiao's understanding of Gu Jingting, it was useless to refuse.
She nodded casually and asked about business, "What's going on with Yang Qingyue and Mr. Huang?"
Gu Jingting raised his eyebrows slightly and pretended to be stupid with Song, half-seriously and half-fakely, "How do I know about her? Maybe she suddenly feels like a nice person?"
"Based on what I know about Yang Qingyue, she doesn't like Mr. Huang at all." Song Qiao complained with her eyes, trying to get him to tell her the truth.
Gu Jingting spread his hands towards Song Qiao.
The long and powerful fingers looked as flawless as jade in the sunlight. Song Qiao looked a little distracted. After a moment, he said, "What do you mean?"
"If you want to know the truth, you have to pay." Gu Jingting said.
Song Qiao was silent. After a long time, she smiled at Gu Jingting and said, "Mr. Gu just told me yesterday that I will not ask for any reward in the future. I just hope that I will remember your kindness. I will remember it in my heart today."
So just say it quickly.
Rather, I can learn and apply it.
A smile flashed across Gu Jingting's eyes, "I don't know why Yang Qingyue and Huang Zhengfa got involved, but yesterday morning, I asked Xiang Chen to send him some information. Maybe it has something to do with this."
"What information?" Song Qiao's curiosity was aroused.
Gu Jingting put his hands in front of him and clasped them, "It's some information about Yang Qingyue abroad. If you're curious, I'll ask Xiang Chen to send you a copy later."
"Okay." Song Qiao nodded without hesitation.
She was really curious about what kind of information could make a high-minded person like Yang Qingyue succumb to Huang Zhengfa. This was probably a heavy piece of information.
When asked what answer she wanted to know, Song Qiao took the breakfast and planned to retreat, "Then I'll go back first. If Mr. Gu is fine, he should go to work quickly."
While she was speaking, she had already opened the door and left.
Gu Jingting's eyebrows deepened, and he leaned forward and was about to speak when the expression on Song Qiao's face fell at lightning speed, and the movements of his hands became even faster.
After closing the door, people ran into the corridor.
In the blink of an eye, Song Qiao disappeared into the corridor. Xiang Chen sat in front and was shocked to see her such a chic attitude.
In history, Miss Song is probably the only one who dares to treat Mr. Gu like this.
Gu Jingting also laughed angrily at Song Qiao's heartless reaction. He sat on the back seat and said slowly, "Let's go to the company."
Mr. Gu was not angry.
Xiang Chen raised his eyebrows, admiring Song Qiao's ability even more.
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Song Qiao returned upstairs and put the breakfast in his hand on the table.
Before she could open the package, Momo rushed out, hugged Song Qiao's shoulders and asked, "Tell me, who is that downstairs?"
"You have a new love behind my back?"
Song Qiao was shaken so hard that he managed to free himself from her hand, "No, don't make random guesses. I'm going to wash up first. You can sit down and have something to eat together."
Momo's eyes fell on the table. After seeing the name on the outer package, he turned into a screaming chicken, "Ah! It's hard to queue up to buy breakfast at this restaurant. His identity must not be simple."
"Hurry up and tell me who it is."
Song Qiao was really afraid of Momo's desire to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it, so he ran into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and used the sound of running water to cover up the movement outside.
"Don't think that you can avoid my interrogation by hiding inside." Momo's voice came in faintly.
Song Qiao's hands trembled, and the water in her hands almost leaked onto her clothes.
Coming out of the bathroom, Song Qiao directly covered Momo's mouth, who was guarding the door, and warned in advance, "If you dare to mention what happened just now, get out of my room now."
