Chapter 23

He didn't want to say anything more, quickly hid his panic, opened the car door, and pushed Ling Mengyao in.

"Yaoyao, Dad told you, if you want a man to fall in love with you, you must first have a loving heart, be kind, be able to love, be tolerant, and tolerate others!"

Boom! He slammed the car door hard, making Ling Mengyao tremble all over.

She patted the steering wheel angrily and cursed: "Damn old man! I don't like you!"

Not long after the Ling family's father and daughter's car drove away, Yang Jianchen also walked out of the yard.

He left the roses at the door, and looked back sadly at the second floor of the villa, where there was a window with the curtains drawn, silent and motionless.

No matter what he shouted just now, Ling Moxue upstairs never came down to open the door.

He knew that she hated him.

That's right, he was too impulsive and naive five years ago, instead of giving Ling Moxue a comfort, a hug, and facing the hurt together, he misunderstood her and scolded her instead.

Today, he received an inquiry call from Xu Zhihui, asking him if he had seen Ling Moxue, and only then did he know that she was missing last night, so he hurried over, only to see Ling Moxue getting out of Gu Mingxuan's car.

He drove away as soon as he got angry, and when he came back many hours later, he went to a nearby flower shop to buy a bouquet of roses, hoping to save the relationship...

However, Ling Moxue's expression on him was even uglier and colder than last time.

Office of the President of TK Group.

When the off-duty bell rang, Gu Mingxuan stood up from his seat, and before he could take a step, the door suddenly opened.

"Brother Xuan." An unfamiliar yet familiar soft call made Gu Mingxuan raise his head.

Seeing his adopted uncle's son, Gu Mingxuan was slightly surprised, "You...why are you here?"

"I want to see you." Yang Jianchen sat down on the sofa.

Gu Mingxuan opened the drawer and took out a pack of cigarettes, "Can you smoke?"

"Yes." Yang Jianchen smiled lightly, and then took the imported cigarettes he threw over.

The two sat opposite each other on the sofa, Gu Mingxuan crossed his legs and looked down at the phone.

For him who has lost his memory, this cousin has no impression. If it weren't for the family introducing him to relatives and forcing all kinds of family information into his mind in the past few years, maybe he wouldn't even have Yang Jianchen's face. meet.

He only remembered meeting Yang Jianchen in the United States last year, when his uncle was there, and this uncle was only his grandfather's adopted son, and now he helped the Gu family manage a very large world-class electronics company.

Because the surname is not Gu, many outsiders don't know that Yang Jianchen and Gu Mingxuan have this level of kinship.

"Brother Xuan, do you have a girlfriend now?" After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, Yang Jianchen intentionally or unintentionally entered the topic of chatting.

Gu Mingxuan seemed to be absent-minded, his eyes were still fixed on the phone screen, "What do you mean by that?"

"Hehe..." Yang Jianchen smiled, "I have a female classmate who came back from studying in the United States with me this time. She is good-looking and well-educated. I think she is a good match for you."

Gu Mingxuan raised his head and glanced at him indifferently, "Then give it to your brother, I heard that he is still looking for flowers after he is married."

Yang Jianchen looked slightly embarrassed, and asked tentatively, "Brother Xuan has someone he likes, right?"

I've heard that this cousin doesn't like women, and he doesn't even let women touch her hands, but today his car actually carried Ling Moxue, and the lonely man and widow were in the same space, so he didn't reject him at all?

Yang Jianchen was faintly worried that he would fall in love with Ling Moxue.

"How do you know?" Gu Mingxuan suddenly smiled at him, looking at him inscrutablely.

Yang Jianchen's fingers trembled, and a piece of cigarette ash fell on his fingertips. He was so hot that he threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray in a hurry.

Gu Mingxuan stared at him, "Why are you flustered?"

"No...no." Yang Jianchen's face was slightly pale, and he pretended to be calm and smiled, "I'm just nervous, because I want Brother Xuan to take care of my girlfriend in the future."

Gu Mingxuan was startled, "Your girlfriend is in my company?"

"Yes, she seems to have just joined your company, her name is Ling Moxue."

Hearing this name, Gu Mingxuan frowned slightly, his expression changed slightly, but in just a second, his handsome face was calm, without any emotion.

"Isn't your girlfriend that young actor from Chaoyang Films?" He said lightly.

"It's just a gossip. The little actress is Mo Xue's sister. I was photographed eating with her, and then it was misrepresented that I had something to do with her."

"Didn't Ling Moxue have two children?"

Yang Jianchen looked determined, "I don't dislike her, because I have had feelings for her since childhood."

Gu Mingxuan's eyes darkened, he walked to the table and picked up his mobile phone, his tone was not salty, "If you are worried about her working here, you can take her away."

After finishing speaking, he strode towards the door, his back was noble and cold...

Yang Jianchen hurriedly followed, hehe smiled, "Brother Xuan, don't get me wrong, I just care about her, and I really love her so much that I came here to explain. If possible, ask the manager not to arrange her to work overtime."

Gu Mingxuan put on a handsome face and turned a deaf ear to his words, until he got into the elevator, he said indifferently: "The company has its own arrangements for work matters."

Yang Jianchen shrugged and smiled helplessly.

The next day, Ling Moxue saw Gu Mingxuan in a neat suit at the credit card counter in the lobby on the first floor, with the special assistant and secretary general standing beside him.

Three handsome men lined up, looking handsome and solemn, as if they were observing the discipline of the employees at work.

The employees walked by them, all feeling nervous and depressed.

The same goes for Ling Moxue, she lowered her head, not even daring to take a look at Gu Mingxuan.

When she arrived at the office, a female colleague said to her: "Mr. Gu personally checked attendance today, and I heard that work discipline will be strictly enforced. It will be difficult for us to ask for leave in the future."

After hearing this, Ling Moxue thought to herself, so she must pick up the children after get off work.

But things didn't go as planned, around 3:00 in the afternoon, Ling Moxue received a call from the teacher, saying that Ling Qiyue had torn the skirt of a female classmate, and the other's parents demanded compensation.

Ling Moxue agreed on the phone, saying that she would deal with it after get off work.

But after the bell rang, Manager Qiao spread a design draft in front of her, "The president said that the overall design is good, and I hope you can design a whole series and give it a nice name."

"Today?" Ling Moxue asked worriedly.

"Yes, twenty minutes for you."

"I..." Ling Moxue stood up all of a sudden.

Manager Qiao raised his hand, "You took a day off yesterday, so your salary will not be deducted, OK?"

Ling Moxue sat down helplessly, and it was half an hour after she hastily sketched the first draft of a necklace and a pair of earrings.

"President, I named this set of jewelry Crystal Love." She rushed to the president's office and handed over the folder in her hand.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the beautiful rays of light shone on Gu Mingxuan's body through the entire glass behind him, coating him with a faint golden radiance.

Looking up, he calmly looked at Ling Moxue who looked anxious, "Crystal Love?"

"Yes." Ling Moxue nodded, her eyes met his deep black eyes like the starry sky.

A ray of sunlight flashed into her eyes, making her clear watery eyes extra charming, Gu Mingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sudden pain came from his brain.

He put down his pen, raised his hand to press his temple...

Every time he wanted to break through the sealed memory bank, his brain would throb and hurt.