No Bounds for the President’s Spoiling

When Gu Zixi woke up, Yan Xiaoyu was holding a porcelain bowl beside him.

"Why am I here."

"Are you awake?"

Yan Xiaoyu stepped forward and sat next to Gu Ziyu's bed: "You're awake, drink your sobering pills soon."

Gu Zihuan gasped slightly.

"Get away." # _ # 27218470

Yan Xiaoyu smiled, and was not angry, but there was some threat in the voice: "It doesn't matter if you don't drink, but grandma is waiting below. You don't want to go to see grandma dizzy?"

"..."

Gu Zizheng wrapped in his arms and choked Yan Xiaoyu's neck: "I warn you, from now on, you should threaten me with less grandma."

"You misunderstood, I also don't want to make grandma sad ..."

Gu Zixuan let go, and tossed Yan Xiaoyu aside and turned downstairs. # 2.7218470

Mrs. Gu was already waiting downstairs, she was playing Taijiquan, and she saw Gu Zizhen going downstairs, but she did not stop.

"wake up?"

"Ok."

"I don't know what happened to you. After drinking so much alcohol, the drunk came back."

Gu Ziyu thought about going out to work, but was stopped by Mrs. Gu first.

"Wait a minute, you stand still."

Gu Ziyi stood still, walked in front of Gu Ziyi, and pointed to the sofa: "Sit there."

Gu Zixun never disobeyed the old lady's wishes, sitting on the sofa with his head in his hands.

Soon, Yan Xiaoyu also came downstairs.

The old lady Gu saw that people were almost there, and things should be said well.

"I called you here today, thinking that the time is almost over, and I should set a time for you to get married. We haven't had good news for a long time."

Yan Xiaoyu bowed her head, was gentle and shy.

"I all listen to your grandma."

"Why is it so fast?"

The reactions of the two people were different.

"Fast?" Mrs. Gu sneered, "when are you still not engaged, do you want to **** me off?"

Gu Zixuan rubbed his forehead and couldn't hear it.

"From now on, son-in-law, you put the company's affairs first and start the busy wedding ceremony."

Gu Ziyu didn't say anything, Yan Xiaoyu looked a little embarrassed at the atmosphere, so she spoke to ease it.

Mitigation ... Sometimes it's also a way to add a fire to retreat.

"Grandma, maybe the company's business is too busy. I'm fine, really."

Yan Xiaoyu said very sincerely, and she looked quite pitiful, which made Old Lady Gu feel more distressed.

"You are so indifferent to the world that Gu Ziyu will only have other people in his heart. You have to work hard."

"Yes ... I will."

Mrs. Gu nodded with satisfaction and looked at it with pity: "Mother Chen, in the past, Xiaozhou contacted internationally renowned designers. Our Xiaoyu wedding dress must be the most glorious.

"Thank you, grandma."

Ye Han heard the conversation in the corner of the room and said nothing, but only knew that if it was something that Mrs. Gu had already decided.

It is already difficult and there is room for change.

Gu Ziyu couldn't hear so much, and left Ke Gu's house directly.

Sitting among Rolls-Royce at the door, eyes closed.

The eyes flowed through what Qin Muxuan said yesterday.

"I and Xiaobai are very comfortable here, please don't disturb us."

The more irritated I was in my mind, the heavy circle hit the steering wheel.

Then he started the car and drove in the direction of the company.

"Qin Xiaobai-come out soon-"

Qin Muxuan called Xiaobai, not knowing where to go now. When he came out, he found Yin Youting and his children playing on the sofa.

Suddenly something went wrong.

"How will you be here?"

"Just as Xiaobai came to play with me, I came here, okay a few days ago."

Qin Muxuan shook her head: "It's all right, Xiaobai is really bothering you."

"It's okay, no trouble."

Yin Youting thought for a while: "If you really find it bothering me, you might as well invite me to a meal."

Qin Xiaobai followed the companion and said, "Yeah, yeah, mother, shall we invite Uncle Yin to dinner?"

There is really no way.

"Sure, I'll add another dish now."

After solving the problem three times, five and two, after lunch, three people swept away, especially Xiao Bai held his belly.

"Dabai, your cooking is getting better and better these days. It's so delicious! I can continue to eat."

"... Say good to maintain the image, but you are still a child star."

"right."

Yin Youting was several

People laugh.

Qin Xiaobai suddenly stretched out: "It's almost time, I'm going to memorize the script, you can continue to eat."

"Go on."

Qin Muxuan was very happy looking at Xiao Bai's back.

"Mu Xuan."

"Ok?"

"I just called you a lot."

Qin Muxuan smiled embarrassedly: "Is it? I just didn't hear it, sorry."

"It's ok."

Yin Youting smiled mildly: "Why is it a bit shameful today? Is it because of that?"

Qin Muxuan looked up, wondering: "What is it?"

"According to someone else's information, Gu Ziyi may be getting married."

Qin Muxuan's mind was nagging for a moment, maybe it felt like she couldn't lose her state in front of others, and she recovered a little soberness instantly.

"Really, congratulations."

I don't know why, when I say this sentence, there is always some acid, and the feeling of sadness instantly erodes the entire brain.

Yin Youting also seemed to notice her discomfort: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"No."

Qin Muxuan stood up and walked into the kitchen to wash the dishes silently.

He is getting married.

The news swirled like waves in her mind, like drowning.

"Let me do it."

"Just don't need me to come, you are a guest, there is no reason for you to do the dishes."

"Just the news, I don't know if it's true. It may be that someone intentionally manipulated it or couldn't tell.

Yin Youting's eyes were mild, and she knew what the news just meant to Qin Muxuan.

But now that status is awkward, he can't say anything.

"Who said I was sad for that reason?"

Qin Muxuan breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be relaxed.

"If you need anything, call me anytime."

"Okay, I will."

"Then I'll go back first?"

Qin Muxuan nodded, the word "um" got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it.

After Yin Youting left, Qin Muxuan set the bowl and walked out. When he entered the house, Qin Xiaobai was still seriously backing his lines.

"What's wrong, how do you feel unhappy?"

Qin Muxuan shook his head: "Where is it? It's okay."

If Gu Zizhen is going to get married, what kind of mood would she be ...

She frowned, putting up with sourness.