C5

Song Ming whistled, his hands were in his pockets, and he said lazily: "Mr. Millet, have you heard me clearly? "Actually, love was something that you and I wanted to do. Is it really that interesting for you to shamelessly pester me like this?"

Mang Qinghui sized the two of them up coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Good, then I wish you two luck. The watch …" He glanced at Gu Xiangling a few times, who stared at the ceiling. In the end, she didn't say anything hurtful. I wish you happiness. "

After saying that, he strode to the door, yanked it open, and walked out. With a "peng" sound that was akin to a heavy hammer hitting Gu Xiangling's heart, she slumped to the ground. The feeling that she had had for more than a year, was it broken just like that?

"Beauty Gu," Song Ming said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "In the future, you will be an author whose fame will not lose to an A-list celebrity. It's better to be more careful in your own private life."

"I know." Gu Xiangling replied briefly.

One month later, Gu Xiangling was completely recovered and had left the courtyard.

During this month, Song Mingjian would bring her around every few days and give her all sorts of supplements. However, Mei Qinghui had never been here before.

That man was quite proud of himself.

It was a gorgeous autumn day when he was admitted to the hospital. It was the gray early winter of depression when he was discharged from the hospital. Above the pale blue sky, white clouds slowly floated, and the sun occasionally appeared.

Song Mingjian had personally come to bring her out of the hospital, driving the Land Rover by himself.

After they got in the car, Song Mingjian drove on by himself. Gu Xiangling wanted to tell him where he lived, but Song Mingjian said, "I've arranged a different place for you to stay."

Gu Xiangling was unhappy in her heart. Wasn't this guy too nosy? Her living quarters were in a good environment and her rent was not high. It was a good place to live.

"There's a market near the neighborhood where you live. It's noisy." Song Mingjian said while driving: "A writer would not choose a good environment."

Gu Xiangling retorted, "Do you think writers are otherworldly immortals? All living in a paradise? " Looking out the window, she saw that the Land Rover had already left the city and was heading towards the outskirts. The green hills were dim, the green fields endless, dotted with one or two delicate villas. It had to be said that the environment here was quite good.

"You don't care, but I can't ignore it." There was a faint smile at the corner of Song Mingjian's lips, but it was hard to tell if it was sadness or joy. If any tabloid reporter found out that one of my golden writers lived in a run-down place, I don't know how he'd hurt me. "

"I'm not at the level of a gold writer yet, am I?" Gu Xiangling thought about it and discovered that there weren't that many gold medal writers, there were about a hundred of them.

And there have been rumors that the gold medal writer, June Snow, and the CEO... It was rather ambiguous!

It had been a long time since June snow had produced a single work, and it was rumored that June snow had already entered the office of CEO's wife.

Gu Xiangling reminded him, "Director Song is here to visit me and you've arranged living quarters for me. I wonder if June and Snow will be jealous if they find out."

When Song Mingjian heard this, his entire body shivered and he suddenly stopped the car. With a dark face, he coldly said, "Get out of the car!"

Is this person sick? Wasn't this just a joke? Why would he be so angry? Gu Xiangling wanted to explain a bit, but seeing his unapproachable expression, she didn't want to say anything.

Song Mingjian obediently got off the car and drove away. Gu Xiangling felt a headache coming on, leaving her in a place she wasn't familiar with. Song Ming's sword was too ruthless.

Her phone suddenly rang. It was a text message. Gu Xiangling opened it and saw that it was a message from Song Mingjian. "Stand there and don't move. Someone will come to pick you up."

"A few minutes later, a sapphire blue pavilion arrived. The driver's window slowly rolled down, revealing the face of a young man with a warm smile on his face. Is it Lady Gu Xiangling? "

"I am," Gu Xiangling nodded. "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm your driver, Director Song told me to come and pick you up. My name is Wei Zigang, and you can just call me Little Wei. " The guard looked like a young man who had just entered society. His attitude was polite and amiable.

Gu Xiangling got on the car. Wei Zigang didn't know if he was born talkative or just wanted to pull some strings. He chatted with her non-stop along the way and praised her work.

After chatting for a while, Gu Xiangling changed the topic and asked, "How long have you been following Director Song?"

"Soon, I will also be new. I've only seen him two or three times. " Wei Zigang answered honestly, "But don't worry, others say that Director Song is very good to his employees."

Tch! Gu Xiangling said in her heart, hearing is false, seeing is believing. How good can a person who can speak obscenities at any time and turn dark at any time be to an employee?

The pavilion was parked in front of a sparsely furnished villa. Through the iron fences, Gu Xiangling could see the beautiful scenery of the garden and the small, exquisite, white building.

Even though she knew nothing about real estate, she could still see that the price of the house was not less than a million dollars. Little Wei, Director Song really arranged for me to stay here? "

"Of course, like I said, Director Song treats his employees very well." Wei Zigang grinned at her, revealing two rows of even white teeth.

After pressing the horn, a maid immediately opened the door. Gu Xiangling alighted from the car, and three maids around the age of eighteen or nineteen came out to welcome her. "Bow to her neatly." "Welcome, Ms. Gu!"

This was the first time in Gu Xiangling's life that she had been treated like this. She felt extremely uneasy. She smiled back at the maids. One by one, they began to introduce themselves:

"My name is Cai Wei." the tallest girl said.

"My name is Xiao Ya." A petite girl said.

"My name is Yo Yo." The last fat guy was the loveliest girl, "Look, the name Director Song gave them is so good. I'm the only one who calls them 'oh, oh, oh, that's so unpleasant to listen to.'"

"Caiwei, Xiao Ya, Ouch." As Gu Xiangling recited these names, she couldn't tell that Song Mingjian was still sentimental. She even used the name according to the poem book.

"The girl called 'Yo Yo' ran over and grabbed her arm to shake it. Her big round eyes blinked rapidly." Sister Gu, can you give me a new name? It's so unpleasant! "

"Screech, screech, cry, cry." Gu Xiangling quickly developed a favorable impression of this lively and cute girl. She nodded her head in approval. How about we call it deer? "

"No, it would be even better than that!" "Screech, she pursed her lips and passionately picked up her luggage." "Sister, can I please be your personal maid?"

Gu Xiangling glanced at the other two girls. They were standing there obediently, and when she spoke, they all had warm smiles on their faces.

On the other hand, Gu Xiangling was a bit nervous. These few people were arranged by Song Mingjian after all. She didn't know anything about their situation. She had treated anyone well or badly, but none of them were good.