When You’re Gone

Gu Hansheng had a dinner at noon today. After the dinner with a partner boss, they will go to the hotel where they are staying together. The afternoon is golf.

At the end of the meal, a few people came out of the hotel surrounded by a crowd. The Black Phantom left the convoy halfway through, aiming for the hospital.

So with the scene just now, he sat on the sofa, even if he realized that the needle would make her wake up from the dream, he didn't stop it.

At this moment, Liang Shu closed his eyes when he saw him.

Displeasure gradually appeared on the man's face.

He got up and threw a black mobile phone on the short table casually.

The sound made Liang Shu reopen his eyelids and stared at him.

The man twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, his expression seemed to be ridiculous, "I've blocked a lot of debt collection calls for you this half a day."

After all, the long figure headed towards the door.

Liang Shu didn't care that he had just hung up the water, so he pulled the needle and got out of bed and chased it out.

The head nurse was surprised behind him, "Hey, it's still infusion, what are you running?"

Quiet VIP floor.

Liang Shu didn't look up, and reached out and grabbed the man's white shirt, with a woody scent lingering in his nose.

At that time, Gu Hansheng shook a cigarette out of the metal box, lit it on his lips, and took a deep breath before looking down at the hand holding the fabric of his waist shirt. The color is porcelain white, and it is sharp and slender. , Soft as boneless.

Looking down, it was her small and delicate feet.

He sneered, the green and white smoke blurred the man's handsome face, "I thought you were chasing it out to thank me."

The soles of the feet are cold, and the air-conditioning from the tiles seems to penetrate the surface of the skin, digging into the body.

Liang Shu looked at his black leather shoes, his voice was not loud, with a thick dumb tone, but his voice was powerful, "My chance of making money was **** off by you."

The smell of smoke mixed with the air into the lungs, and she pressed her lips quietly, still lowering her head, but she could feel the intense and hot gaze from above her head.

This is a smoke-free area, but Gu Hansheng wants to smoke, and no one can stop it.

He just stared at her condescendingly, his eyes too straightforward and unscrupulous.

The strong smoke sprayed onto Liang Shu's face, she was fascinated by her eyes, only to hear a voice in her ear, "Last night, you were lucky if you didn't die. Can you make money?"

"Nature is capable."

The result has been conceived, and the worst is to be hospitalized with serious injuries, and then she took the opportunity to make a serious mistake, which should also be able to relieve her urgent need.

But Gu Hansheng was unexpected.

It was a coincidence that he came to Liang Shu, now that he thinks about it, he almost thinks he is here specifically for her.

It's also unfortunate. In that situation, five minutes later, she might become unconscious, and then she took the opportunity to slaughter her money, and no one could stop her.

But she was also thankful that she was still alive.

She couldn't do the same as the sisters in Yulouchun, let go of all her self-esteem, humble into the dust, and compromise between various benefactors.

But the reality has forced her to desperately lose sight of the sky.

What can we do?

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The smoke from Gu Hansheng's fingertips burned to one-third and was intercepted by Liang Shu. His sickly beautiful eyes met the man's indifferent eyebrows, and then in front of his face, the cigarette was still moist by pinching the cigarette with his index finger and thumb. With his mouth in his mouth, he took a deep breath.

She couldn't taste anything. She hadn't smoked for a long time, and she took a sip that choked her to tears.

Liang Shu reached out and grabbed the buttons of his shirt. With a few minutes of effort, his fingertips turned white.

She said, "Mr. Gu, can you lend me some money?"

Gu Hansheng was a little surprised, with cold eyebrows, looking at her.

The eyes were crystal clear, with water in it, the oval face was no more than a palm, the skin color was white, and the half of the neck that was faintly exposed was also cold white.

What a lovely picture of a sickly beauty.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the smoke that was burning to the end of her fingertips, with no expression on his face, "Tell me the number."

"Twenty million."

The cigarette burned out, she was scalded and thrown out her hand, looking down, the cigarette **** fell on her feet, slowly rising a puff of blue smoke, but was quickly stepped on by a black leather shoe, and then crushed and extinguished.

Liang Shu lost consciousness for a moment, as if the cigarette **** was himself.

The hard texture of the leather shoes pressed against her toes, she moved her feet away as if burned by a cigarette butt, took two steps with her hind legs, and looked up at him.

She understands that there is no turning back and arrow in the bow, so she repeated it firmly, "I want to borrow 20 million from you."

Gu Hansheng's mouth pursed with a cold arc, and his gaze shifted from the cigarette **** under his feet to her face, "I am a businessman, not a philanthropist, what are you paying for?"

He must have turned her whole life upside down, naturally he knew how embarrassed she was now.

What is it for?

Eyelashes moved, and Liang Shu's eyes were covered with a faint shadow. She hadn't rested for a long time.

"My blood, okay?"

She bet that the Yushan Villa must be absolutely important to Gu Hansheng.

but--

Gu Hansheng leaned over and patted her face, under his fingers, the woman's cheeks were delicate and cold and white, "Silly girl, too naive."

The man turned and left.

Liang Shu caught up with him in two steps and stood in front of him. He was no longer as docile as he was just now. "It's impossible for me to go back to work anymore. How should I calculate this loss?"

"Then, is this going to be on me?"

His expression was quite good, and his emotions were difficult to distinguish in the depths of his eyes.

"Nothing, I'm just stating the facts."

There was already a layer of fine sweat on her forehead, but she was still holding back her physical emotions, and she would not say or show the pain.

But Gu Hansheng saw clearly.

He took a step closer, made a circle of his arms, and hugged her waist, "Your face is proportional to your ability to reverse black and white, Miss Liang, I saved you, and you have to turn to me to settle accounts. What?"

The hand that fell on her waist felt extremely oppressive, and the heat almost burned her skin, her expression tranced, and she didn't know why she thought of the word "Feng Yue".

She looked at him, her voice suddenly became clear, "I'll sell it to you."