Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Lin Zhouyi saw the name on the phone screen, it was Leng Sicheng, he didn't say a word. He saw it, and Gu Qingqing naturally saw it. She held the phone and looked at it for a few seconds, and finally it was connected, with no expression on her face.

"Qing Qing."

Gu Qingqing did not speak. After waiting for a while, Leng Sicheng frowned slightly and asked, "Qingqing?"

"Yeah." Gu Qingqing nodded for a long time before answering. Leng Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief. Just about to speak, Gu Qingqing immediately asked, "What are you doing?"

"Just finished busy, ready to rest."

Gu Qingqing went up through the rain curtain, the restaurant was brightly lit, and he couldn't tell which room he was in.

She could only faintly hear the sound of water in the room, "Are you taking a shower?"

When she called during the bath, she faintly raised her eyebrows and didn't speak much, just hummed softly.

"Oh, I just washed my face and I haven't turned off the water yet." The tap twisted and the sound of the water stopped. Although she could not hear anything other than his breathing, she seemed to be able to see it through the microphone. The mist in the room, the quiet room, and the shadow of Xu Zipei faintly emerging in the mist in the room.

She didn't speak, but Lengscheng gave a slight pause over there: "Is it a little sleepy?"

Gu Qingqing reluctantly squeezed an "Um" from her throat. Leng Sicheng thought she really wanted to rest and her tone was low: "Then you have a good rest. I should be able to come back tomorrow. Then I will come and pick you Off work."

Gu Qingqing didn't want to hear or say a word. For a long time, Leng Sicheng didn't hear a response. He thought she was really sleepy and said directly, "Good night."

Gu Qingqing didn't reply, and let the phone hang up, and the screen of the phone went out soon. She was holding her mobile phone, her wrists on her forehead, the back of her head against the cushion, and her eyes closed, as if she was closing her eyes and resting.

The car was quiet, she didn't make a sound, and the windows were closed again, it seemed that there was only a patter of rain outside, as if she was still telling them that she was still in the world at this time.

Lin Zhouyi didn't bother her. In fact, he guessed that Gu Qingqing should have accepted her own destiny. He had no courage, let alone resisted Lengscheng-he was a bit regretful.

Originally thought that he would be able to watch a good show tonight, but the result was such an understatement that made him feel a little boring.

Her father’s hatred, derailment, illegitimate children, and even cameras and surveillance-so many impossible points, she still tolerated, to him, maybe he saw her wrong, Gu Qingqing was not what he thought. Arrogant. Maybe she simply can't bear to give up her glory and wealth.

Such a person, he still spent so much time on her, it is simply the most failed investment in his life!

He bowed his head, pulled out a cigar in his pocket, lit the fire boredly, and took a sip. The lingering smoke rose lightly: "Miss Gu, where are we going next?"

Gu Qingqing didn't speak for a long time, and Lin Zhouyi gradually lost patience. Stay in the car with a woman who is crying and crying for love, who doesn't even dare to say a harsh word. Sorry, he is not so free yet.

He pinched off the cigarette in his hand, and when he was about to start his car, Gu Qingqing suddenly said: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I know it's rude to have a question. But, please help me."