The next day, when Xia Qing got up with her limp body, Gu Yu was not on the bed. She looked around with a confused expression.
After she finished putting on her makeup and walked out of the bedroom, she heard sounds from the study on the third floor and walked towards there.
Before entering the study, Xia Qing adjusted her mood and opened the half-open door with a gentle smile.
"Gu Yu, what are you..." Gu Yu sat in the study and looked at the screen projected on the wall. The content in the surveillance video last night was very clear. He thought it was a Japanese movie.
Seeing Xia Qing come in, Gu Yu didn't look at her or answer, with a cold expression.
"What is this!" Xia Qing was stunned by the scene in front of her, and her expression gradually became ashamed.
"I still want to ask you, Xia Qing. When I woke up in the morning and saw you on my bed, I was shocked. I thought it was me having sex after drinking. Suddenly I remembered that there were surveillance cameras in every room, so I checked , Xia Qing, I didn't expect you to do such a thing, for what? Money? Or career?" Gu Yu's voice was cold, and the words he said pierced Xia Qing's heart.
"Gu Yu, do you look at me like this? I just like you, even if you recognize me as Qiao Jingjing, I am still willing to do it for you. What did I do wrong?" Xia Qing cried in a broken voice, tears falling continuously.
"Are you still pretending? For money? Okay! I have plenty of money. This is one million, which is the cost of last night."
"What do you think she is! A skilled woman?" Both of them started to get excited.
"Okay, let me see if you are okay." Gu Yu stood up and walked to Xia Qing's side, his eyes full of violence and ferocity, and pressed his hands on the desk.
"Gu Yu! What are you doing!"...Xia Qing was sitting on the Cullinan arranged by Gu Yu and was on her way to the airport.
She was holding a bank card tightly in her hand, looking sad and humiliated. Recalling what happened just now, there was pain and sadness in his eyes.
What happened just now was obviously humiliating, but he gradually began to cater to it, immersed in desire, and lost himself.
"If you don't take the money, I will think you have other agendas. This is also a warning. Becoming my enemy, regardless of gender, will not end well." Gu Yu's cold words echoed in Xia Qing's mind.
Why does this happen? Wasn't everything fine last night? He misunderstood me, but what can I do now?
What about the humiliation I suffered? Xia Qing leaned on the back seat sadly, her thoughts confused, and she didn't know what to do.
Especially the relationship with Gu Yu.
"You're pretty good, squad leader. I'll come back to you in the future. One million at a time, one hundred times, and you can afford this apartment." These words all struck a chord in Xia Qing's heart. Come on, why is the road to the airport so long?
At this time, Gu Yu had tidied up his clothes and returned to his bestiality, no, steady and handsome appearance.
Driving a silver-gray Aston Martin and wearing sunglasses, Gu Yu raised the corners of his mouth and was in a good mood. The shadow of high school was vented, and Xia Qing was falling into her own trap step by step.
It's really despicable of me, but I'm just guiding, it's her who makes the choice. Gu Yu, who was handling company affairs, went to Sunac Binjiang No. 1 Courtyard after get off work and bought a bouquet of 99 champagne roses.
When the door opened, Qiao Jingjing was wearing the gray and silver short skirt dress from the Double Eleven carnival night, with long straight black hair draped over her shoulders, and a smile on her face.
"The most beautiful flowers are for the most beautiful you."
"Hehe, thank you, why did you buy so many flowers? It's a waste of money." Qiao Jingjing took the bouquet.
"If money can buy you happiness, then I think making money is meaningful."
"I hate it, you always like to say these sweet words." Qiao Jingjing obviously didn't mean what she said, and her smile became sweeter.
Gu Yu entered Qiao Jingjing's home, which was also decorated today, with slightly dim lights, flowers and candles, and soothing light music.
"I learned a few dishes from Sister Ling's husband, Brother Aguo. Do you want to try them?" Qiao Jingjing helped Gu Yu hang up his clothes and pulled him into the restaurant. Under her expectant eyes, Gu Yu tasted them first. I had a bite of Kung Pao Chicken.
The corners of Gu Yu's eyes twitched slightly, and his facial expression froze, but he basically remained calm.
"Well, it's the first time I've made it. It's pretty good." Then he tasted stir-fried pork, fungus yam, and fish-flavored shredded pork. Gu Yu silently changed his acting skills to an intermediate level.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Qiao Jingjing came to Gu Yu's eyes, her big eyes seemed to be able to talk.
"Every home-cooked meal has different tastes. For my taste, is there rice?"
"Huh? Yes, I'll serve it for you." Qiao Jingjing was a little confused about the sudden change of topic, but she didn't think much and turned to the kitchen.
Seeing Qiao Jingjing leaving, Gu Yu quickly picked up the water glass and drank it all in one gulp, then poured another glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Soon Qiao Jingjing came out with two bowls of rice.
"You're hungry, thank you for your hard work. Let's eat together. If you like it, I'll make more for you in the future." Qiao Jingjing's voice was soft.
"This dish is very high in calories. Why don't you just eat salad?" Gu Yu tried his best.
"It's okay. I've been controlling my weight very well recently." He was probably looking forward to the food he cooked. He couldn't wait to grab a piece of stir-fried pork as soon as he sat down.
"Bah, bah, bah! Why is it so salty?" Qiao Jingjing also noticed something was wrong, her face changed slightly, and she quickly tasted other dishes.
"Why are they so salty? This shredded carrot seems to be undercooked. Oh, Gu Yu, why are you still eating it?" Qiao Jingjing wanted to stop Gu Yu from continuing to eat.
"Home-cooked dishes have different tastes. As long as they are made by you, I like to eat them all." Gu Yu and Qiao Jingjing looked at each other sincerely.
Qiao Jingjing looked at Gu Yu who kept eating. In a blink of an eye, the bottom of the bowl of rice was almost gone, and her eyes couldn't help but feel moist.
To see if a person cares about you, you have to look at the ordinary details. Gu Yu had never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas, but he was willing to sacrifice his stomach for Qiao Jingjing's heart.
"Stop eating. I'm sorry, today's cooking was not good. I will study hard in the future." Qiao Jingjing said, tears falling down.
Gu Yu smiled and wiped away her tears.
"I love to eat anything you cook. Are you hungry?" Gu Yu pulled Qiao Jingjing to the kitchen and looked at what other dishes there were.
"I'm the chef, can you help me make dinner together?" Gu Yu took out two aprons, put them on Qiao Jingjing first, and then asked her to put them on for him.
Looking at each other, the two smiled at each other. From a distance, the two people busy in the kitchen looked warm and harmonious, like an ordinary young couple.
