The kiss was lingering and poignant.
With a faint tobacco flavor.
Yet unable to pry open Gu Zixuan’s clenched teeth.
As the cool breath withdrew from her lips, He Qimo looked at her for a long time, sighed softly, wanting to put her in the car and take her home.
However, at this moment, Yu Youxuan’s figure came running out from the entrance of Building A. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⦿fire.net
Rushing all the way to Gu Zixuan’s side, hugging her leg, she said, "Sister Gu, don’t be afraid, Auntie is coming down to help you."
On the top floor, Yu Wei was initially unaware that Gu Zixuan had gone downstairs.
If it weren’t for Yu Youxuan constantly playing by the window, her anxious glances down would not have caught this scene that made her furious.
Immediately, Yu Wei brought Youxuan downstairs, arriving with palpable anger.
When the figure clad in a black wrap dress came into view, Yu Wei looked coldly at He Qimo and reprimanded, "Remove your filthy paws and mouth!"
He Qimo did not move.
They were originally in the same student council, but over the years, Yu Wei had long lost the initial mindset of wanting to help her classmates concerning He Qimo.
Of course, that was the same for He Qimo.
Sweeping him up and down with cold eyes, He Qimo didn’t speak.
Instead, his gaze finally landed on the small figure by his knee, and his eyes gradually deepened.
Raising his gaze, he looked at Gu Zixuan, a touch of sarcasm in his eyes, "Yu Yuanshen also lives here?"
The dangerous tone made Gu Zixuan freeze for a moment, as if she understood something.
Looking at him in disbelief.
However, silence was just tacit acknowledgment.
After a moment, He Qimo withdrew his arm, chuckled sarcastically, straightened his necktie, grabbed the documents on the car roof, and turned to the other side.
Before opening the car door, he said to Gu Zixuan, "We haven’t divorced yet, you are still called Mrs. He, consider your influence."
Then he got in the car, slammed the car door, and drove away.
The implied anger made Yu Wei stride forward, almost hitting someone.
"Damn it, what does he mean by this? Only the officials can set fires, not the common man? His male chauvinism isn’t even that bad! With Zixuan’s status and level, even if she cheated, so what!"
Yu Wei spoke angrily, but Gu Zixuanxin felt as cold as Rong City’s snowy winter.
Layer by layer, freezing and cracking the heart’s tree.
Her status indeed does not require her to bow to any man’s male dominance.
According to propriety, Yu Yuanshen being divorced and living in the same house is indeed inappropriate.
However, what made her heart ache was, with nowhere to go, why didn’t he think of what would happen to her being driven out of home...
He Qimo left and headed directly to the company, dialing Liang Xi.
"Notify Department A’s project team that the meeting that was previously postponed will continue in half an hour."
"Okay." Liang Xi answered.
But He Qimo was halfway through speaking, ready to delegate the second task when his eyes drifted down to the brown bag just thrown onto the passenger seat...
Leng Tong slightly squinted.
Paused for a moment, he said, "Forget it, reschedule the meeting for tomorrow morning."
After saying this, regardless of how surprised Liang Xi’s tone was on the other end, he hung up the phone, turned the steering wheel.
The black Maybach drove straight towards home...