In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year.
During this time, Gu Lingling personally witnessed how Liu Qing performed laziness to the extreme.
For those who didn’t know, they might think this guy had gone into hibernation.
Every day after eating, she would go to sleep, sleeping so muddled and dark until the sky turned dark.
On this day, Yang Yunhai came to pick her up to write couplets at the army base. Upon hearing about going to the base, Liu Qing immediately followed up with her second helping of food, "Take me along too."
Yang Yunhai glanced at her indifferently, "Okay."
Huh?
All the reasons Liu Qing had prepared got stuck in her throat, nearly suffocating her.
Gu Lingling covered her mouth, laughing.
Gu Lingling had asked Liu Qing why she had such a long vacation, and this woman had smugly said, "Who am I? I was specially recruited, and when there’s no task, I can do whatever I want. Impressive, right?"
Gu Lingling rolled her eyes at her.
Liu Yating was quite envious.
She’s about to enter military school, and it’s said that in the future, she would have to ask the instructors for leave to go out, with restrictions on the time allowed outside.
"You don’t have any hidden motives, do you?" To agree so easily, and not even mind her being a third wheel.
"Don’t want to go? Get off," Yang Yunhai glanced at her and said.
"I’m going." Liu Qing hurriedly closed the door, grinning cheekily at the two in front.
Looking like a lackey.
Gu Lingling was speechless.
Yang Yunhai was usually kind of cold, but not to this extent, right?
Wasn’t Liu Qing wanting to marry him back then? And wasn’t she saying so coolly that she and Yang Yunhai were not suitable?
What exactly had she experienced? That made Liu Qing have such a big change, now seeing Yang Yunhai was just like a mouse seeing a cat, although she always wanted to resist a bit, but instinctively she was still scared.
When the car entered the base, Liu Qing was the first to jump out, throwing out a sentence to Gu Lingling, "I’ll find you later."
Then she ran off.
"Is she going to be okay like that?" Gu Lingling asked.
"What could happen?" Yang Yunhai helped rearrange her scarf, "Let’s go."
But Gu Lingling always felt that his slightly smiling face just now seemed very peculiar, as if there was a sense of conspiracy.
"What are you thinking?" Yang Yunhai rubbed her hair and then took her to the conference room.
This year’s conference room was much warmer than last year’s. After two years of settling in, she felt her writing was better than before, with her own unique charm in the momentum.
"Old Yang."
As the two just walked into the conference room, they heard someone shouting, "Can the little girl also help us write a few couplets?"
Yang Yunhai’s sharp eyes glanced over, and the person originally wanted to pat his shoulder but withdrew the hand that was stuck in mid-air, "Is it okay or not?"
Knowing this guy had a cleanliness fetish, pat him? Better not.
"Two couplets," Yang Yunhai said flatly.
"Two couplets? How is that enough?" Yang Lianjun rubbed the back of his head, "At least five, right?"
"No, just forget it." If it weren’t for the fact that he used to carry out tasks with him and wasn’t bad, he wouldn’t even give him one pair of couplets.
"You... After all, we went through hardships together, you’re being too insincere," Yang Lianjun said.
"Five calligraphy works, do you think they’re cabbages?" Their family’s little girl’s calligraphy could be so cheap? He actually didn’t want to give even these two.
"How can it be cabbages? I’ll send over a lamb leg later." Yang Lianjun laughed heartily, "Definitely not going to let Little Gu suffer a loss."
"Rare?" Yang Yunhai coldly threw out two words.
Yang Lianjun, "..."