Face Slapping The Slag Gong System

Chapter 14: The seven year itch

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The next day, major entertainment magazines described in detail the details of the romantic proposal scene between Gu Qin and Qin Mu, and included a beautiful illustration of the two kissing. Although Gu Qin suppressed the news in time, But gossip still emerged one after another, and there were even gossip lovers who praised Qin Mu as the best in the world, implying that Gu Qin bought Qin Mu's company in order to get Qin Mu.

Qin Mu flipped through the removed magazine with relish, and touched his face from time to time. On the other hand, Gu Qin's face was dark and he was in a very, very bad mood. Everyone in the company saw that the boss was in a bad mood, and no one dared to be the boss's punching bag, so Qin Mu asked him to take the information Gu Qin asked for.

After Qin Mu went to Gu Qin's office, he put away the materials and sat on the sofa to read magazines.

After reading all the pages about him in the magazine, Qin Mu put down the magazine, and asked the unhappy person, "Is what the magazine said true?"

Gu Qin: "... what?"

Pointing to the column in the magazine with his slender fingers, Qin Mu said: "It said that you came to this company to get close to me."

Gu Qin: "It's scribbled on it."

After closing the magazine, Qin Mu got up and walked to Gu Qin's desk, propped his hands on the table, leaned forward, his breath-takingly handsome face slowly approached Gu Qin, "Hey, I said—"

"..."

"Have you already had a crush on me?"

"..."

"Was it that time in the hotel?" Qin Mu tilted his head, squinted at Gu Qin, with an ambiguous smile in his eyes: "You fell in love with me at first sight?"

Gu Qin quickly denied: "No."

Qin Mu chuckled, his eyes clearly conveyed the meaning of "Don't deny that I have already seen it", Gu Qin was silent, lowered his head and did not look at him, but concentrated on processing the documents in his hand. Not teasing him anymore, Qin Mu turned around and half sat on Gu Qin's desk. Since establishing a relationship with Gu Qin, he has become more and more casual in front of Gu Qin, which can be said to be revealing his nature.

"Tell you something." Qin Mu thought for a while.

The pen in Gu Qin's hand kept on marking something, and said concisely: "Let's talk."

Qin Mu thought for a few seconds, "I would like to invite Su Hanyu to our wedding."

The pen in the young man's hand stopped suddenly, he still didn't raise his eyes, but asked lightly: "Do you still like him?"

"No."

Gu Qin once asked Qin Mu this question, and Qin Mu answered no without hesitation.

"Well, if you want him to come, let him come."

The young man picked up his pen again, and Qin Mu glanced at him sideways. Gu Qin was concentrating on his work, and he didn't seem to be affected by the topic just now. He was a little worried, and confirmed it again: "Do you really not mind? If you don't want him to come, then..."

"I don't mind." Gu Qin interrupted Qin Mu's words, raised his eyes, his obsidian pupils looked directly at Qin Mu, his thin lips parted slightly: "No matter what you say, I will believe you."

Under the gaze of the young man's bright and clear eyes, Qin Mu somehow felt a little guilty. For the first time, he lowered his head to avoid Gu Qin's gaze, so he didn't see the young man's eyes darken in the next second. Qin Muxu put his fists to his mouth, and coughed softly, "If there is no problem, let's just talk about it."

"Um."

Gu Qin nodded.

The young man at this time seemed to be quieter and more silent than before, Qin Mu secretly scolded himself in his heart for living more and more, for not daring to look Gu Qin in the eye.

In the evening, Gu Qin had to attend a reception temporarily, and asked Qin Mu to go home first. When he arrived at the house, Qin Mu felt a little uncomfortable facing the deserted room alone. Habits really don't matter, although this is a virtual world, but in terms of time, he spends more time with Gu Qin than he spends with those lovers in real life.

Qin Mu stood in the living room for a few seconds, opened the refrigerator, and there were dumplings made by Gu Qin last night in the refrigerator.

After simply cooking a bowl of dumplings, Qin Mu brought them to the dining table in the living room. He took half a mouthful of the dumplings when the phone rang, thinking it was Gu Qin calling, and Qin Mu swallowed the still hot dumplings. Pick up the phone: "Hello?"

"Qin Mu."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the phone.

It's Qi Zicong.

Qin Mu took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "Is there something wrong?"

"... I heard that you are going to marry the president of Gu's Group."

The news spread really fast.

Qin Mu hummed, and waited quietly for a few seconds. Qi Zicong's voice came again, a little incoherent, mixed with faint crying: "I didn't expect you to get married so soon. I thought I still had a chance. I can Wait, you don't like me to bother you, I try my best not to call you, but why don't you even give me the last hope?"

"Sorry, I took advantage of you."

Qin Mu didn't expect Qi Zicong to have a lot of affection for him.

"I know, I'm willing to let you use me, as long as you still need me." On the phone, Qi Zicong's voice seemed a little anxious.

Qin Mu had provoked a lot of people before his death, and everyone was devoted to him. If not for the old fortune-teller's assertion, he might have provoked even more people. Sometimes he would be proud of his charm while laughing in his heart For those who are obsessed with him, besides his face, what else is there to like about him

However, he seems to be born with the charm to attract others to fall in love with him, no matter who, as long as he wants, without exception.

He admits that he is a scumbag, and has never thought of changing it. Gaming the world is his lifelong goal, and his innate charm allows him to easily get what he wants.

But he doesn't want love, he just wants lust.

At the moment Qi Zicong said so bluntly, Qin Mu did not continue to pretend to be gentle, "Since you said so, then I really need your help..."

After hanging up the phone, the dumplings were almost cold.

Qin Mu slowly ate a plate of crystal clear dumplings, then got up to wash off the dishes, and when he came out, the phone rang again.

This time the caller was Su Hanyu.

Qin Mu was not in a hurry to answer the phone, but drained the water from his hands, and connected the phone a second before the phone hung up.

"Hello?"

There was no sound on the phone, but Qin Mu was sure that Su Hanyu was listening.

Qin Mu didn't speak first, but just waited quietly.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, or maybe a longer time, Su Hanyu finally said slowly: "Congratulations."