章節 109: 109. Song Beibei, what the Hell Are you doing?
作者: Liaowumian 機器翻譯作品
Song Beibei was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she quickly explained, "I'm too lazy at home, so I can't read anymore. I'm going to your office to study, and I just happened to encounter some questions that I don't understand. I can ask you. "
Gu Yanqing was silent for three seconds.
Song Beibei was really afraid that he would see through her thoughts.
She felt uneasy.
"Okay! "
Song Beibei didn't expect Gu Yanqing to agree so easily. In her mind, she was still thinking if Gu Yanqing, this old man, didn't agree, would it work if she acted coquettishly, or would she directly act shamelessly, or would she take out her trump card and directly bring out "PIPI" .. Scare Gu Yanqing!
She didn't expect Gu Yanqing to agree so quickly!
This straightforwardness caused Song Beibei to be momentarily unable to react. She was stunned.
Gu Yanqing's expression didn't change. He said, "If you want to go with me, then hurry up and eat breakfast. "
Song Beibei responded with an 'Oh' twice and quickly started eating breakfast.
Song Beibei hadn't taken a car with Gu Yanqing to the company for five years.
Before she was thirteen years old, she was very attached to Gu Yanqing.
When she was in school, as long as it was a holiday or a rest day, whenever she had time, she would follow Gu Yanqing to the company.
Gu Yanqing had a special underground parking lot, and the elevator in the parking lot led directly to his office on the 66th floor.
It wouldn't be discovered by outsiders.
At that time, Gu Yanqing worked in the office or went to the conference room for a meeting. She would stay in the office alone to play or do her homework and read.
At the end of the day, she didn't feel bored at all.
At that time, she was so young and silly... ... And she actually felt exceptionally satisfied ...
Thinking about it, it had already been five years.
The car drove directly from the private driveway to the underground parking lot, and then entered Gu Yanqing's office from the private elevator.
Song Beibei had not been to this place for a long time.
So much so that the moment she stepped out of the elevator into the office, she felt as if a lifetime had passed.
Song Beibei walked in. She felt that in the past five years, Gu Yanqing's office really had not changed at all.
The memories from five years ago seemed to have come back to life in an instant.
Song Beibei walked in and walked around inside.
She even found the mark that she had carved on Gu Yanqing's desk with a knife back then.
Song Beibei remembered that it was her birthday that day, but Gu Yanqing had forgotten it.
She ran to the company to interrogate him, but Zhong Junjie said that he was in a meeting.
Song Beibei waited until midnight, sitting in Gu Yanqing's boss's chair in boredom.
Lying on the huge sandalwood desk, she grabbed a small knife from the toolbox and jotted down some words in front of Gu Yanqing's desk mischievously.
Actually, Song Beibei only remembered that she was extremely sleepy at that time, but she had unconsciously scribbled on the desk.
When she came to her senses, she realized that she had actually carved a bunch of names of two people. The names overlapped and intertwined, like a ball of yarn that could not be separated.
Later, Gu Yanqing came and saw that the table was full of wood shavings. He said in a low voice, "do you know the value of this table? It was destroyed by you just like that. "
Song Beibei said without a care in the world, "it's not like you don't have money. Why don't you buy another one? "
Later, Song Beibei found out that the table was actually handmade by a famous old craftsman. It was very valuable.
She had actually scratched it into a mess. Song Beibei had always thought that a person like Gu Yanqing, who was fastidious about everything and had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, would definitely replace it or at least get someone to fix it.
However, she didn't expect that the mark was still there.
It was just that after so many years, the marks had been polished to a smooth and smooth texture, like the natural texture on a wooden board. It was not eye-catching at all.
However, she could still vaguely recognize that the marks were entwined with the names of the two people.
She couldn't tell exactly what it felt like.
It was as if the dust-laden past from a few years ago had suddenly been opened. The astringency was like a lemon pressed under the root of the tongue, with waves of sourness.
Song Beibei was still in a daze when Gu Yanqing said, "Go to the SOFA and read a book. If you have any questions, ask me during dinner. I'll be busy in the morning. "
Song Beibei snapped out of her thoughts and quickly said, "you do your thing. Don't worry about me. "
Song Beibei hoped that he would be busy. It would be best if he could go out for a meeting or something.
Song Beibei Walked over to the SOFA and poured out all her notes and revision materials.
She placed them on the coffee table and started to revise.
At first, she was quite serious, but after a few hours, it was almost noon. Song Beibei started to get anxious.
Didn't this old man, Gu Yanqing, usually have a lot of meetings He often had to stay up until midnight.
But today, why didn't he take a single step out of the office.
How was she supposed to do that.
Song Beibei bit on the tip of the pen, her little head spinning rapidly, but her gaze unconsciously fell on Gu Yanqing across from her.
Gu Yanqing was currently buried in a pile of documents.
Gu Yanqing would wear glasses when he worked, even though he was different from Song Beibei.
Song Beibei was extremely short-sighted, born with poor eyesight. 800 degrees of Myopia was no different from a half-blind man without glasses.
However, she did not like the thick lenses. She had specially made thin contact lenses.
Therefore, she usually looked no different from an ordinary girl who was not short-sighted.
However, Gu Yanqing happened to be the opposite. He was very short-sighted.
He only wore glasses when he was working.
Song Beibei was also puzzled. Why would someone wear glasses so well?
The frame of those silver-white glasses was originally gentle and refined. Wearing glasses made him look refined and refined. His temperament was like jade.
Gu Yanqing was already 28 years old. This was also the reason why Song Beibei often called him an old man.
But looking at him like this, he looked like a university student studying in a university library. He was handsome and charming, but his calm temperament was incomparable to those young boys.
Just as Song Beibei was in a daze, Gu Yanqing suddenly raised his head as if he felt her gaze.
Their eyes met, like a sharp sword that broke the silence in the air.
Song Beibei suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, as if a child who had done something bad was suddenly caught by an adult. She lowered her head guiltily and read a book.
But on second thought, why did she feel guilty? It was just a glance at him
It was every girl's right to look at a handsome man!
So she raised her small head openly and stared back at him with a burning gaze.
Gu Yanqing naturally didn't know that this little girl's mind had already gone through so many twists and turns.
He just asked, "do you have something to tell me? "
Song Beibei naturally had something to tell him, but she didn't know how to say it.
Thus, she said, "are you thirsty? Let me pour you a glass of water. "
Before Gu Yanqing could answer, Song Beibei went to the Pantry to pour Gu Yanqing a glass of water.
Then, a large glass of lemonade was placed on Gu Yanqing's desk.
Song Beibei looked at Gu Yanqing with a burning gaze, "drink it. "
Gu Yanqing looked at her and frowned slightly.
When Gu Yanqing was drinking water.. Song Beibei urged him, "yes, drink more water. It's good for your body. As the saying goes, you have to drink water in the morning, at noon, and at night. When you wake up, you have to drink water. Before you go to sleep, you have to drink water during the day, and at night. If you live, you have to drink water. Even if you die, you have to drink water... ". ... ..
Song Beibei muttered to herself without thinking. Gu Yanqing almost spat out a mouthful of water, "Song Beibei, are you telling a joke? "
Gu Yanqing had already finished a glass of lemonade and placed the blanket on the table.
Song Beibei chuckled. "You must be thirsty. I'll go pour you another glass. "
Before Gu Yanqing could stop her, Song Beibei had already rushed to the pantry.
A large glass of lemonade was slowly placed in front of Gu Yanqing again. Song Beibei's eyes were still burning. "drink it. Drink another glass. Drink it all. "
Gu Yanqing looked at Song Beibei quietly for three seconds.
Song Beibei blinked innocently. "What's wrong? "
"Song Beibei, what the Hell are you doing? "
Although Gu Yanqing didn't know what Song Beibei was up to, Song Beibei's attentive manner meant that her little head was definitely not thinking about anything normal.
Song Beibei was swept away by Gu Yanqing's sharp gaze and could only smile embarrassedly. "I was afraid that you'd be thirsty. You haven't drunk water all morning. "
Gu Yanqing sighed. "Alright, alright. You can go read by yourself. I'm not thirsty anymore. "
Song Beibei could only return to her seat.
Disappointed... ...
She actually wanted Gu Yanqing to drink more water and then go to the toilet. That way, she would be able to find time to flip through the papers and the answers.
However, Gu Yanqing was really out of this world.
For the entire morning, it was as if he had grown on top of an office chair. He did not move a single step.
Song Beibei's disappointment continued until lunch.
Gu Yanqing's food was prepared by the canteen staff. They packed it up and asked the secretary to send it over.
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