The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Secretary Hong shook his head quickly.

“It’s all as it should be, as long as you’re satisfied.

Gu Weimian looked at the uncle with some helplessness and could only thank him again.

"thank you."

She looked sincere,

"Thanks to you today, you helped me out several times. When I was at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, you helped me several times. Here...for such a banquet, I don't know how much I owe you."

Secretary Hong blinked, feeling refreshed as if he had drank a cold summer drink.

This banquet really made him owe a favor.

Holding a banquet of this scale at Zhenweiju is no longer something that can be solved with money.

But he has long been used to doing these things...

Others don't care whether you owe a favor or how much effort you put in.

What other people care about is whether you achieved the results you wanted.

This is the cruelty of society.

What's more, he was willing to do this.

The more you know about the eldest lady, the more you will feel sorry for this sensible and strong child.

Unexpectedly, Gu Weimian noticed it and thanked him so sincerely over and over again.

His heart instantly softened.

At this moment, Secretary Hong couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

He twitched the corner of his mouth,

"You eating happily is what makes me happiest."

The way the two people were talking fell into the eyes of others.

I really thought they were father and daughter.

The father dotes on his daughter, and the daughter is considerate, sensible, and filial to her father.

Incredibly harmonious.

No one thought anything was wrong.

Only Duan Xishen in the corner.

Veins popped out on the back of the man's hand holding onto the armrest of his wheelchair.

Secretary Hong has been with him for decades, and has been by his side since he was still in school.

The relationship between the two people has always been harmonious.

What he didn't expect was that this man actually...

It’s almost time to retire, and you’re actually starting to be rebellious? !

The man's lips pursed into a straight line, and his jawline was as cold and hard as a sculpture.

He looked at the two of them, his chest heaving.

The air flows in and out of the lungs, but it doesn't seem to bring any oxygen.

The man felt dizzy and stuffy in his head.

He knew...it was impossible for Gu Weimian to like him that much.

That thank you was just a very simple thank you that Gu Weimian said to him because of her own upbringing and her good and simple character.

Does not contain any other meaning.

He lowered his eyes and turned the wheelchair.

However, the traditional courtyard courtyard has a threshold.

His wheelchair couldn't get through it at all.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, staring blankly at the threshold.

It looks like a small piece of wood.

To him, it seemed like a gap that could never be crossed.

He did not move, nor did he greet Secretary Hong who was not far away, nor did he call the bodyguards behind him.

Just stared at the threshold in a daze.

Suddenly a shadow fell in front of his eyes.

The man was stunned for a moment and raised his eyes.

Gu Weimian came over at some point. She lowered her body and put her hands on the wheelchair.

Her voice is not as high-pitched as that of other girls, with a natural hoarseness.

"I'll take you there."

She said and used a little force.

Duan Xishen could feel some bumps and tilts in the wheelchair.

His eyes were stunned and cast on Gu Weimian's arm.

The thin arms have a thin layer of muscle that bulges slightly.

The bulging arc is almost negligible.

Gu Weimian: I have muscles!