Gu Yao was startled slightly, then turned to look at him, and the corners of his lips moved. He seemed to smile and didn't seem to smile, "I never thought about coming to you to be a maid!"
"Let a medical doctor come to me as a maid, I won't spoil the talent so much." There was no emotion in the man's voice, indifferent.
Gu Yao pursed his lips slightly, took a breath, looked at the vast green lawn in front of him, and said in a serious tone: "A-nian, whether you believe it or not, I still have to say it again. My heart is for you. It has never changed or deteriorated. Whether you are Young Master Fu or President Fu, it doesn’t make any difference to me. You can refuse my favor, but please don’t doubt it. I don’t know what prompted it. Your suspicion has become so strong in the past few years, but I will prove it to you, except for me, no one can be worthy of you."
Fu Sinian kept walking, just glanced sideways at the woman next to him, his eyes were sincere and firm, but more confident, with a more dazzling confident look than seven years ago.
A trace of complexity flashed across his eyes, he calmly looked away, and his undulating tone was stained with a sigh that seemed to be nothing, "I said, you can’t guilty of ruining yourself for a married man like me, the noble son of Jiangcheng celebrity. There are too many to find one or two dedicated."
Gu Yao's clean and white face showed a sad smile, "This is my freedom. You have no right to interfere. A-nian, marriage yoke can't imprison you. You know these things in your heart better than anyone else. I understand, the existence of Qiao Yimo doesn't make any sense to you, so I will wait until you understand."
The indifference and ruthlessness in this man's bones, she understands that he is unmoved now, he doesn't like Qiao Yimo, just doesn't care, and doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself, when that woman really touches the bottom line that he can't tolerate. , He will understand the ridiculousness of this marriage.
A Qiao Yimo, she can handle it.
Slowly lowering his eyes, the arc between Gu Yao's lips was slightly cool and mocking.
Fu Sinian just frowned and said nothing, and there was no obvious emotion in his eyes.
Although it was already inside the Blue Water Yunju, it took more than ten minutes to get to the entrance of the villa.
Chen Ma came out to greet him,
Seeing the young woman brought back by her husband, she was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled, "Mr. came back early today. Is this young lady looking for his wife?"
The word "Mrs." was deliberately aggravated, causing Gu Yao's eyes to change slightly, but he did not answer.
The man glanced at Mom Chen with indifferent eyes, without explaining anything, "Send two cups of tea to the study!"
After all, step on the steps and walk upstairs.
Madam Chen was stunned, looked at Gu Yao and smiled politely, "Miss, please!"
Gu Yao just nodded, did not speak from beginning to end, and followed up the stairs. The temperament of the rich and famous ladies can be felt at a glance.
A few minutes later, when Chen's mother was going to the study room upstairs with the brewed tea, Qiao Yimo's figure appeared.
"Madam?" Madam Chen froze in place, her expression surprised and a little weird, "Why did you come back so early?"
Qiao Yimo didn't seem to have much energy, and asked casually, "Is it early?"
"Much earlier than usual!" Chen Ma smiled slightly with a guilty conscience.
Qiao Yimo swept the two cups of hot tea in the tea tray in her hand, naturally knowing who it was for, but still pretending to be unknowingly asked, "Mr. is back? Did you bring the guests?"
"Ah? Uh... Yes, just come back, my wife will go to rest first, and I will go up and bring tea to the husband!" Chen's mother smiled dodgingly, and she was about to leave.
Qiao Yimo squeezed his five fingers slightly, and suddenly smiled, his expression was the same, "Wait, I'll send it."
"Huh?" Chen's mother was startled, avoiding her hand and laughing dryly, "My wife has been tired for a day, let me do this kind of trifle. Mr. Can't wait..."
"I'm not tired." Qiao Yimo interrupted her lightly, took the tea tray from her hand, and said in a constant tone: "I just happened to have something to do with Mr., so go ahead."
"Mrs...." Mother Chen's expression was a little strange, her expression stopped.
The husband and a beautiful young woman are alone in the study, and the wife goes there. If you see something, wouldn't it be sad again
But she couldn't stop it, because Qiao Yimo had already reached the top of the stairs with tea.
At the entrance of the study, Qiao Yimo released a hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and knocked gently on the door.
"Please come in."
The woman's cold and quiet voice made her
The body was slightly stiff.
The finger slowly turned the handle to push the door open, and the field of vision in front of him opened up for an instant.
The man sat down behind the desk and searched for something, while the woman stood by the table to help him search. The close distance gave him an ambiguous sense of closeness.
Qiao Yimo stood still at the door, only to feel a bit too glaring in front of him.
From the bottom of her heart, she feels like a servant. These two people are the masters and the masters of the family, and they are harmonious.
My heart felt a little painful.
Perhaps it was too quiet. The woman at the table suddenly raised her head and looked towards the door. The moment she touched her eyes, she was visibly stunned. She returned to nature in an instant, and chuckled, "Miss Qiao?"
The three words made the man who was focusing on searching for something suddenly paused. He raised his head to look at her. His dark eyes were deep and there was nothing. He could neither see the embarrassment of being caught, nor the slightest guilty conscience, even he treated her. The accident that he would come back suddenly didn't show up either.
"What are you doing at the door?"
Only a word was left behind, and the man lowered his head and continued searching.
Qiao Yimo put away the emotions in his eyes and walked in slowly, with a slight smile on his face, "I just came back, and I heard Madam Chen said that you brought a guest back."
Although she had known Gu Yao's existence a long time ago, this was the first time the two met so formally, and she could only pretend not to know each other.
Gu Yao looked at her naturally, and extended his hand generously to say hello, "Miss Qiao, hello, I am A-nian's friend, my name is Gu Yao."
A year...
The smile on Qiao Yimo’s lips was faint, he lowered his head and put down the tea tray, then raised his small face, his smile was impeccable, "Hello, my name is Qiao Yimo."
"I know, I heard Anian mention you."
Gu Yao Youlan's light temperament carries a sense of alienation, and that alienation is not her own character, but more like a sense of distance between noble and ordinary. In front of Qiao Yimo, that feeling is even stronger.
After she finished speaking, she followed the man to continue looking for things.
Qiao Yimo was a bit embarrassed when she stood there, she couldn't get in at all, but from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to go out, and then pretended to be polite: "What are you looking for, do you need my help?"
This is for Gu Yao to hear, but to emphasize the identity of her mistress.
(End of this chapter)