Gu Qingxin was brought downstairs by the flames to know that the old man in his mouth was discharged today.
Gu Qingxin really doesn't like such scenes as thanking. She didn't donate her blood to ask for the other party's thanks.
Go to the gate of the hospital together with the flame. Before Gu Qingxin gets close, he sees a black car parked outside the building, surrounded by many bodyguards
This move reminds her of the cold in the north that she hasn't seen in seven days
Far away, Gu Qingxin saw an old man standing by the car, dressed in a Tang suit, with gray hair, but his posture was very straight and full of momentum.
"Old man."
When the flame approached, he had changed his serious expression, and Gu fell in love with the man who suddenly changed his face, which was really not suitable.
"Flame, you are getting slower and slower!"
Beiming Lingyun turns around. Although his tone is not blaming, he is full of momentum and has a strong sense of oppression.
"I met the girl who gave you blood that day, don't you also want to thank her! She didn't want to come. She said she didn't need our thanks. I forced her to bring you people. " The flames pushed Gu out.
Beiming Lingyun's eyes fell on the little girl. She looked up and down. The little girl was not tall or short. She was white and clean. She had beautiful features. Her eyes were clear and bright. The long ones were very pleasant.
"Good old man." Gu Qingxin immediately said hello to him, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.
Lingyun of Beiming has been in a high position for a long time and has seen countless people. He has a good impression of this little girl. He is not arrogant and impetuous. He says hello to himself out of respect for his elders, without half flattery.
"That's the blood you gave me that day?" Beiming Lingyun's voice unconsciously softened a little. He knew that he would feel depressed even if he didn't speak loudly.
"It's just a matter of hands, you really don't have to remember." Gu Qingxin really doesn't think it's a big deal.
"Good boy, let's get in the car and talk. I'll treat you to dinner at noon. It's just to express my gratitude."
"I......"
"Don't refuse. If you refuse, I'll come to you again."
“……”
The bodyguard opened the door for the old man, and Ling Yun of Beiming sat in first. He thought it over. Go. The old man looks old. If he keeps remembering this, she will feel sorry.
After getting on the bus, Gu Qingxin first called his mother's ward and said something about it. Then he put down his mobile phone and sat there according to the rules.
"What's your name?" North Ming Lingyun asked with a smile.
"I'm Gu Qingxin." Gu poured in his name.
"Fall in love, it's a good name. My name is Beiming Lingyun."
Gu fell in love with him and said "clucking". How could it be so skillful? This old man's surname is Beiming
In country a, Beiming is not a common surname
Does this old man have anything to do with Beiming cold?
"In front of me, you don't have to be so restrained. Strictly speaking, you are my lifesaver. I'm not a tiger that doesn't eat people." Said Lingyun in a joking tone.
Gu fell in love with the old man. He was very easygoing, and gradually became less nervous. After chatting with the old man, he went to the hotel.
When getting off, Gu Lixin takes the initiative to help the old man get off the car, the bodyguard opens the way, and a group of people enter the hotel.
The private room has been ready for a long time. When I stepped out of the elevator, there was a noise in the distance