The two went downstairs, where Gu Chaonan and Lin Yunsu were sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Uncle and aunt." Song Suihuan greeted warmly.
Lin Chaonan looked unhappy, but nodded to Song Suihuan, and then said to Gu Jin, "Come to the study with me."
The father and son went to the study, and Song Suihuan was not idle, chatting with Lin Yunsu.
During the conversation, I found out that they went to a banquet and originally came back the next day. Later, they heard that Gu Jin had arrived home and hurried back from the party.
Now it seems that the reason why Gu's father came back has something to do with Gu Jin.
Lin Yunsu was very similar to Gu Jin. She had a sense of coldness. She stopped talking after a few words.
Song Suihuan turned on the TV and randomly switched to a channel to watch, but her mind was not on it.
Lin Yunsu graduated from Columbia University's Department of Architecture. Unlike other wealthy housewives, Gu's father was in politics and Gu's mother was in business. The couple almost went hand in hand.
The Pingcheng project was assigned to the Song family by Lin Yunsu, but was rejected by Gu Jin.
Now that the route here is not working, it seems that she can only win the project through bidding.
Thinking like this, she had her own idea.
The conversation between father and son lasted for half an hour. When they came down, their faces were not very good.
Lin Yunsu stepped forward and asked: "What's wrong? This is the same as two enemies."
"Go to the ancestral hall and kneel down to copy the family rules." Lin Chaonan said, "You are not allowed to come out until you have copied the rules."
Gu Jin went to the ancestral hall. Song Suihuan hadn't married yet. She didn't know what was going on and had no position to persuade her.
She also went to the ancestral hall.
Gu Jin was quite surprised, and then he understood that Song Suihuan was trying to be nice. He sneered: "If you follow me, you don't have to act."
Song Suihuan didn't say anything. He thought she was happy?
The ancestral hall is in a separate room in the backyard, separated from the neighboring buildings by some distance. It is so quiet that you can only hear the chirping of insects outside.
There was a table placed outside. Gu Jin took out the paper and brush from the bookshelf with ease, then opened a black-covered book and started copying.
Song Suihuan sat down on the stool next to the table and opened the drama she had recently watched. During the break, she took a look at Gu Jin's calligraphy. Every word was very straight, but there were always one or two strokes that revealed something. Wild and uninhibited.
Just like Gu Jin, who usually looks like an easy-going gentleman, only Song Suihuan knows how narrow-minded this person is.
The sound on the phone matched with the rustling sound of Gu Jin copying books, which was quite harmonious for a while.
A few strands of Song Suihuan's lying hair floated onto the rice paper. Gu Jin stretched out her slender fingers and gently swept them away.
In the evening, the servant came over to deliver a midnight snack, and then told Lin Yunsu about the situation in the ancestral hall.
After Lin Yunsu applied lotion, she said to Gu Chaonan: "This is not good. Why do you have to go to such a big fight? It has been a long time since Ah Jin has been punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall."
"Your son uses people as targets and withholds the Song family's projects. How can he be considered a man?" Lin Chaonan became angrier as he spoke. "If you don't teach him a lesson, he won't even know who I am."
"It's easy to talk about the project," Lin Yunsu said. "A Jin's concerns are correct. Songcheng is indeed not of great use. I don't think anyone in the Song family can be of great use now."
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Gu Jin read it late at night, and Song Suihuan fell asleep on the recliner next to her. Her black hair covered most of her face, and she was covered with a thin blanket.
A demure look.
He relaxed his nerves and lay down on the sofa next to the chair, very close to Song Suihuan.
He just leaned there and fell into a deep sleep.
When Gu Jin woke up the next day, Song Suihuan was no longer in the house. He moved his numb hands and went to the table to see that all the remaining house rules had been copied.
The handwriting is very similar.
really interesting.
Gu Jin picked up one and raised her eyebrows, the look in her eyes was dark and unclear.
Here, Song Suihuan had already gone to work at Song Group. As soon as she entered the building, a big man sitting in the rest area suddenly rushed over and poured the liquid in his hand at Song Suihuan...
