eople.The last meeting turned out to be a farewell.Dingxiang was in excruciating pain, wanting to avenge her loved one and then go with him.But she was already eight months pregnant, that was his fles...Hearing the noises outside, Su Ya-fen frowned, "Who's there"

Su Keixin's face flushed slightly, "It was Gu Chi."

"Your husband" Su Yaofen's face instantly became complex. "He came looking for you What is he doing outside"

Su Ke Xin didn't know how to answer, so she could only softly say: "He's tidying up my room."

Now Su Ya Fen was stunned.

Her eyes flickered slightly, but she finally spoke in a low voice: "Forget it, some things, just figure them out yourself."

Su Keqin naturally understood what Su Ya'fen was saying. She walked over, gently held her hand, and whispered softly, "Mom, don't worry, I'll control myself."

This promise was not only to Su Ya Fen, but also to himself.

She can't allow herself to truly fall in love with Gu Chi.

Su Yaqin looked at Su Kexin, her eyes flickering even more intensely, "Okay, Mom believes in you."

Su Kexin smiled faintly and walked out of the room again.

When she came out, Gu Chi had already tidied the room and stood there, holding a cloth in his hand, and opened his mouth with some pride: "I've tidied up, how about it Not bad, right"

Seeing Gu Chi's almost self-congratulatory expression, Su Keqin couldn't help but giggle.

Who would have thought that President Gu, who remained composed even when making a deal worth hundreds of millions, would be so proud of himself after simply tidying up a room

"Very good," she sincerely praised, "thank you."

Just as they were talking, Yang Zuo came back.

Su Kexin went to open the door for him. As soon as Yang Zuo came in, he saw Gu Chi wiping his hands with a cloth, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

But he didn't dare say anything, he just honestly handed him the meal.

Su Keqin took care of Su Yafen's meal. After they both finished eating, it was already eleven o'clock.

After tidying up the table, Su Kexin looked at Gu Chi and Yang Zhao, "Gu Chi, Assistant Yang, thank you both so much today. It's getting late, be careful on your drive home."

"Madam, please don't be so polite," Yang Zuo chuckled and prepared to stand up and leave.

It's a pity, but Gu Chi beside me is still sitting in the chair and doesn't seem to want to return to his wheelchair.

Yang Zu felt something was wrong, and immediately tentatively asked, "Gu Shao"

"Go back first," Gu Chi said lightly, "I'm staying here tonight."

Live here

Su Ke Xin's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Gu Chi.

Yang Zuo was also shocked, but as a well-trained aide, he quickly calmed down. "Okay, Shao Gu, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning and bring you some clean clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a particularly perceptive person discreetly left.

"Hey, Yang Assistant, wait a minute." Su KeXin was anxious now, seeing Yang Zuo walk so fast, she could only look at Gu Chi, "Are you really staying here today"

Gu Chi raised an eyebrow, "What Can't you"

"It's not impossible." Kang Guzhi didn't seem to be joking, Su Kexin became even more nervous, "It's just that my house only has two rooms…"

"Me and you, staying in your room." Gu Chi answered without hesitation, "Isn't that how it should be"

Su Kexin's face flushed instantly.

Although she and Gu Chi slept in the same bed at the villa, her room's bed was much smaller than the one at Gu Chi's house. If they lay together...

She was a little afraid to think any further.

And in doing so, wouldn't that completely contradict her original reason for leaving the villa

"That... my family's conditions are so humble, I'm afraid you won't be comfortable living there." Su Ke Xin forced a smile and continued to make excuses.

"It's fine." Gu Chi raised an eyebrow slightly, "I don't mind."

Su Ke Xin was really at her wit's end. She stared at Gu Chi for a long time, unable to say anything else but, "Then suit yourself. I...I'm going to take a shower first"

Gu Chi looked at her with a half-smile, "Good."

Su Ke Xin rushed into the bathroom, just about to start washing when she suddenly realized a very troublesome problem.

Her house didn't have a bathtub, only a shower. It was the simplest kind of shower, and it usually worked fine, but now that she had an injured right hand, the shower head was particularly likely to spray water on her wound. was already past midnight, Zhao Yizhen immediately went downstairs. 。"What's wrong," Zhao Yizhuo asked. 。Hurry up, quickly, Li Ling wants to drink, you go and have some with her. 。As Lingchen pushed...