"Hey, I'll come and play with my grandma later." Mrs. Gu also said with a smile.
Mrs. Gu reluctantly said goodbye to them and walked all the way to the gate. Watching the car gradually disappear from sight, she whispered softly, "I don't know when I can stop leaving."
"It will only happen sooner or later if you take action." Lao Li stood next to her and held her arm.
When Mrs. Gu heard this, she immediately became happy and said, "That's what you said."
On the way back, Qiqi and Xiaotang were exhausted from having so much fun, and soon fell asleep in Song Qiao's arms, smacking their mouths from time to time, as if they were savoring the delicious food.
Gu Jingting drove the car and looked at them through the rearview mirror, his eyebrows soft.
"you……"
He wanted to speak to break the silence in the car, but Song Qiao had no intention of communicating. He closed his eyes and leaned against the car window, refusing to answer.
"..."
Gu Jingting laughed angrily, thinking that he had come to Song Qiao specifically today to be rejected.
No matter how good-tempered she is, she will be aroused by these successive rejections, not to mention that it was Gu Jingting who was talking to her patiently.
Now that Song Qiao refused to communicate, he was too lazy to speak again.
The atmosphere was still silent, but it became increasingly chilly to the naked eye.
More than twenty minutes later, the car stopped below Song Qiao.#@$&
She knew that the relationship was too tense and had no intention of asking for help. She was just thinking about whether to wake up the two little guys or carry them upstairs separately. Gu Jingting had already come over from the driver's seat, picked up Qiqi and walked towards the door.
Song Qiao had no choice but to follow quickly.
It was silent all the way home again. Aunt An came to open the door and saw Song Qiao standing behind holding the child. She hurriedly walked out to pick her up, "I'll do it."
"It's okay. We're already here. Don't turn your hands back and forth, so as not to wake up the child." Song Qiao said softly.
"Then I'll go make up the quilt." Aunt An said.%&(&
Gu Jingting stood next to her, holding Qiqi as if she were holding a kitten in his arms. There was no weight at all, but the coldness radiating from her whole body made the frozen Aunt An want to get out of the way.
She wondered in her heart what was going on between the two of them, and they had to quarrel from time to time.
Aunt An sighed, not daring to speak casually to persuade her. She quickly moved her hands and made the bed for Song Qiao to put down the child first, and then went to place Qiqi.
Gu Jingting didn't say a word the whole time. After letting the child go, he turned around and left.
It was so straightforward that Mrs. An was a little stunned, "Mr. Gu is so angry this time."
"Leave him alone." Song Qiao lowered his eyes and said softly.
Aunt An was sitting next to her and looking at her. She clearly saw a look of loneliness on her face. She knew it was because she was feeling uncomfortable in her heart. She couldn't help but advise, "There is no smooth sailing in the relationship between a man and a woman. After all, they are running into each other. If there are any bumps in the road,
Just turn a blind eye and it will pass."
Song Qiao smiled bitterly.
It's easy to say, but it's a life. How can it be passed so easily?
She got up and walked out of the room. She wanted to do something, but had nothing to do, so she turned on the TV to kill time. Aunt An followed from behind, cut some fruit and put it in her hand.
"These are the new ones I bought today. There are some cherries that you like to eat. Try them," she said.
Song Qiao picked up one and tasted it. It was indeed sweet and juicy, and she finally felt a little better. "Sister-in-law An, you can eat it too." She thought of something, "You can just eat whatever you want. You don't have to leave it behind."
It was given to us."
"You know, we all treat you as one of our own."
Of course Mrs. An knew that, and she was very happy in her heart. She waved her hand and said, "I'm old and I don't like to eat much. I just want you to eat happily."
"Then give it a try." Song Qiao picked up the cherries and forcibly handed them to Aunt An.
Mrs. An still wanted to avoid it, but in the end she was stuffed with one, and she ate it dumbfounded.
The cell phone next to him suddenly rang. Song Qiao's hand was stained with juice and she reluctantly answered it with the back of her hand. "You called me so late at night, do you miss me?"
Momo spat at her on the other end of the phone, "Stop being narcissistic, I'm calling for business."
"What's the matter?" Song Qiao wiped his hands with a tissue.
"The movie "Leaving" starring you will premiere tomorrow. Get ready to attend the premiere," Momo said.
Song Qiao's careless expression condensed, and she quickly picked up the phone, "So fast?"
"It's a little earlier than the previously scheduled time." Momo said, "The main reason is that the new year is approaching, and Director Liang wants to take the film abroad before the end of the year to win the gold medal."
Song Qiao suddenly realized, "Okay, I will definitely be there on time tomorrow."
Before she could finish her words, another call came in on her phone. She looked at it and saw it was from Gu Jingting.
Song Qiao wanted to hang up directly, but he also knew that men would not give up easily, and he was too lazy to bother, so he told Momo and picked up his call.
"Is there anything else?" she asked.
Gu Jingting was not frightened by the coldness in her words, and asked instead, "Do you still remember that I signed a contract with you before, and it was about a movie."
The contract Song Qiao signed was quite large. If it was about other things, she might not be able to remember them for a while, but when it was related to the movie role, she had an instant impression.
"Is there any problem?" she asked warily.
Gu Jingting said, "The condition at that time was that you would be the heroine, but you had to experience the work of the protagonist for a month. Now that the script has been polished, it's time for you to fulfill your contract."
It turned out to be this.
Song Qiao had no objection to the work. Hearing this, he asked directly, "What is the identity of the heroine?"
"Secretary to the President."
"..."
The moment she heard the answer, Song Qiao thought that Gu Jingting was teasing her, or that he was doing it for his own convenience in the name of work. Otherwise, with so many jobs, why would he be a secretary with such ambiguity?
"Did you do this on purpose?" Song Qiao's voice suddenly condensed, and ice shards seemed to appear.
Gu Jingting was also vaguely angry, "The script was polished and refined by all the screenwriters. I am only responsible for the investment. Song Qiao, do you think I am such a person who does not distinguish between public and private matters?"
Song Qiao also told him, "Sorry, it's hard for me not to think so about this matter."
"It seems that your so-called professionalism is just a verbal claim." Gu Jingting said sharply, "It's just that when you heard about professionalism, you started to get excited."
"Putting aside our identity relationship for the time being, if you encountered this kind of thing with others, would you criticize them indiscriminately like this? If so, then I finally understand the reason why you haven't become famous yet. If not, then
You also don't distinguish between public and private matters."
"Song Qiao, how good are you?"
Gu Jingting had indeed tolerated Song Qiao for a long time before, but now he couldn't bear it any longer, and with all his firepower, he actually made Song Qiao speechless.
