Chapter 23

When I woke up, my head was still aching because it was torn too hard in my dream.

When I opened my eyes, the car was parked under the building where I lived.

"I didn't tell you the address. How did you know?" Qingyao muttered and pushed the door open to get off.

"Vice President Qu often mentioned you to us. He didn't mean to say it." Shi LAN smiled lightly, and his expression was really like Lu Shaoqiu.

"Oh, he often mentioned me? Did he say a lot of embarrassing things about me?" Qingyao smiled hehe hehe.

Shi LAN only smiled and said nothing.

Qingyao got out of the car, rubbed his sore temples against the wind and walked to the building.

Until her figure completely disappeared, Shi LAN picked up her cell phone, paused and dialed Lu Shaoqiu: "President Lu, I'll get the documents and get off work first?"

Lu Shaoqiu has returned to normal work, and the noise is not as noisy as before: "get off work, go back and have a rest early."

"OK." before hanging up, she licked her lips. She added, "reporter Yun has arrived home."

There was silence for a second and said, "who cares about her life and death? Good luck. Just in time for you to return to the city."

After hanging up his cell phone, Shi LAN didn't start the car. He looked up and saw the light on the dark window on the fifth floor.

Despite his repeated instructions, how important that document is.

But Shi LAN felt that the man was more important than the document

She looked up quietly for a long time before she left.

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Perhaps because of a dream, Qingyao came to the Fujin building on Xuanwen road.

Looking up, the bright green glass of the whole wall was dazzled in the sun.

This is the life he wants, this is what he calls desire?

Suddenly more regret for the decision made three years ago.

If she hadn't been impulsive and didn't take the 300000, he couldn't go abroad. Wouldn't it be easy for her to take over "Yunjia ancient clothes" and open a translation agency for him when she graduated from college?

Even if she doesn't like fashion design anymore, even if she doesn't want to take over the "cloud family ancient clothes" all her life, she doesn't want to be in the hands of her parents and grandma's expectations all her life.

However, at least in that way, Gu Jingcheng would not climb up to Xiao Wei in order to open a translation agency.

At least that way, they won't be like strangers and enemies

How did you know him?

Because Yun Qinglong had just entered high school, he had always been spoiled and overbearing. He was unhappy with others, got into a fight, and asked her for help at the first time.

What Qingyao used most in Sanda since he was a child was to be a bodyguard for his little ancestor.

In the end, although Qingyao was slightly better, he was also full of color.

Yun Qinglong patted her on the shoulder: "thank you, sister. It's nice to have a sister!"

Waved and ran away.

Qingyao hurt the place to death, so he went to the small pond in the school grove to clean it.

As he was washing his teeth, a white slender hand stretched out from one side, holding a bottle of medicinal alcohol, gauze and red potion.

Qingyao was stunned and turned around to see a clean, white, handsome and extraordinary face.

A white shirt is brighter and cleaner than the sun.

At that moment, Qingyao was stupid.

Then for many years, this face appeared in her mind again and again, and could not be waved away.

They sat on a bench in the grove, and he drugged her knee.

She stared at his handsome side face without blinking and asked, "what's your name? Why buy me medicine?"

The young man's voice was clear: "Gu Jingcheng."

Qing Yao grinned more and more: "Gu Jingcheng, are they all passing on the school grass Gu Jingcheng?"

Gu Jingcheng was stunned and nodded.

Qing Yao smiled at him: "you're not ashamed. You use yourself as school grass? You nod."

Gu Jingcheng blushed: "my nod means my name is Gu Jingcheng."

"Oh, well, you haven't answered my second question."

"... one of the people who hit you just now is my brother."

Hearing this, Qingyao, who almost fell into the beautiful man's gentle trap, suddenly woke up and said, "lie in the trough! Where is the cake from heaven? I'm sorry. You're here to apologize for him? Go away, apologize, apologize, let him come by himself!"

The wound on her body still hurts to death. If those bastards didn't want Yun Qinglong to give way, how could Yun Qinglong work with them.

Although yunqinglong is capricious and domineering, most of them only show up in front of his family. In front of outsiders, he often looks like a useless soft footed cat.

Gu Jingcheng lowered his eyes: "sorry! I've taught him a lesson. It's not an example."

The beauty of men's eyes didn't dispel Qingyao's anger. He just kicked him. Unexpectedly, Gu Jingcheng didn't fight back.

Qingyao is more angry. Does this man have masculinity? Women don't fight him back? That's cowardly!

So she became more angry. How can such a beautiful man have no masculinity? She didn't hide or keep her hand

Finally, Gu Jingcheng, like her, hung colors in several places, bruised and swollen corners of his handsome eyes, and dirty white shirts.

After venting, Qingyao calmed down again and squatted in front of him to wipe the medicine for him.

Gu Jingcheng looked at her with gentle eyes.

For the first time, the female man Yun Qingyao blushed in front of a handsome boy

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As soon as he ran to Fujin building, Yun Qingyao was a full hour and seven minutes late for work.

The ass just fell on the chair in the lattice, and the desk phone rang.

"Get in here!"

Qingyao put down the microphone, sighed and got up to report to the editor's office.

Xiao Zhang, a beautiful colleague next to him, joked: "Qing Yao, the editor in chief has called very frequently recently. Are you going to get a promotion and a raise?"

Qing Yao smiled and said, "why don't I tell the editor in chief and give you this opportunity?"

Xiao Zhang smiled: "I dare not. Who makes the editor in chief look up to you?"

"Yes, you don't just look up to me. Haven't you seen me leisurely like an immortal recently? You can't think of it. It's called privilege, okay?" Qingyao floated to the editor's office with a proud face.

Xiao Zhang's pretty face changed color and hissed, "what's great! Who doesn't know that brother Feng is fixing you, hum!"

As soon as he opened the door of the editor's office, Qingyao broke all his skin, ready to accept the sudden attack of the storm at any time.

However, the expected gale did not come, nor did the rainstorm.

Not only that, Feng Ming also smiled with white meat on his face. He walked out of the desk, straightened the rotating chair and said with a smile, "come on, Qingyao, sit down!"

The second monk Zhang looked at him in a daze.

The sound of Qingyao made her goose bumps.

Until Feng Ming said, "sit down."

Qingyao just sat down, thinking that the soldiers would block the water and cover the earth. To really do it, Feng Ming, although he is a big piece, has always been treated with respect and dignity, and he doesn't know who will kill who!