My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again

"Yeah..." Assistant Lin was hesitant to speak, but in the end he just smiled and asked politely, "Are you leaving? Do you need me to call a cab for you?"

He was obviously changing the subject, and Xu Weilai didn't bother to expose him, and replied: "No, you can go about your business, I'm leaving."

"Walk slowly."

Assistant Lin stepped aside, and after Xu Weilai entered the elevator and the elevator door closed, he raised his feet and walked towards the president's office.

Before he even got close, he heard a woman's almost sharp questioning voice coming from inside. It was Zuo Si's.

Without stopping, he stepped forward and closed the door of the office that was not completely closed. Then he walked to his workstation, sat down, and concentrated on his work.

Inside the office.

Zuo Si stood in front of the large desk, resting his hands on it, his eyes filled with angry flames, staring fiercely at the man sitting on the transfer table.

If looks could kill, Gu Yu had already been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

Zuo Si's words seemed to be squeezed out word by word through his teeth, "Why don't you do what I said? Who allowed you to make your own decisions?"

The reason why she didn't care that Xu Wei's candidate was Gu Yu was because even if Gu Yu got the position of CEO, he would resign on the spot and give up the position to her, the upright Mrs. Gu, citing poor health.

Just for this justifiable reason, that day, even with such an ugly scene, she and Gu Yu still held the wedding. As a result... he didn't do what she asked!

Zuo Si was so angry that his face was slightly distorted and his chest heaved violently.

As she said this, she suddenly snorted, "Or have your wings become stiff and you dare to fight me?"

Speaking of this, she found it even more funny. She raised her hand and brushed her long curly hair. Her voice was lowered and colder, "Don't forget who you are! You are just a..."

She raised the corners of her lips contemptuously before saying one word at a time: "Fake."

"If I can lift you up, I can kick you down!"

Zuo Si took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, "Don't think that because your father supports you, you can really become Gu Yu. Zuo An and I are different. I will not be my father's puppet. If you dissatisfy me Yes, just get out of here!"

Gu Yu, who had remained silent the whole time, finally raised his eyelids.

He put one hand on the table and tapped his fingertips twice. The corners of his lips seemed to be hooked but not hooked. His voice was cold, with a hint of boyishness, "If I just don't satisfy you, how are you going to tell me to get out?" ?”

"..."

Zuo Si's eyes widened in shock. He really dared to challenge her?

"Expose my identity as a fake? Or let me die of illness and disappear in front of everyone, and you should inherit everything from me as a widow?"

"you……"

Zuo Si opened his mouth to rebuke, but only one sound came out. He suddenly realized something, and the rest of his words were instantly silenced.

She stared at the man in front of her blankly, looking at that face, eyes, nose, and mouth, every part of it was taken seriously, and she looked at it carefully. The more she looked, the more the light in her eyes swayed.

After watching for five minutes, she still couldn't accept the idea that came to her mind. Her lips opened and closed, but she couldn't say a word.

After more than a minute, she squeezed out a few words from her throat, "It's impossible..."