Chapter 502
After listening to Zhou Linlin's doubts, Lu Yao and Gong Qi look at each other and are silent.
Zhou Linlin turned to think about it and understood, explaining her own question, "I don't think Gu Zheng has any real feelings for that Miss Bao."
This is the case.
From the moment he saw Miss Bao, Gong Qi had already seen through Gu Zheng. His choice of the woman had nothing to do with love itself. So what if he knew those tricks?
What he wants is a shield that can disguise all his previous vagrancy and make him live like most young men and women. It's better for this woman to come with purpose and disguise, which can reduce his guilt and uneasiness.
Similarly, this is one of the reasons why he didn't choose Gong Qi in the end.
After experiencing Qi Feng, Gu Zheng thoroughly understood how he played a good hand of cards in his first 30 years of life. He and Gong Qi, who has planning requirements everywhere, are two extremes. He has no courage to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
So when he woke up from a hangover, he chose the woman who accidentally scraped the paint on his car. From then on, he was far away from the bustle and bustle of the bustle. He learned from Shao Yunchen and became a good man.
In fact, his heart is dead.
Gong Qi originally wanted to stand by and see what kind of man he would eventually rot into, but miss Bao, who did not know the height of heaven and earth, took the initiative to provoke her, so she could not be blamed.
Lu Yao and Gong Qi didn't respond to Zhou Linlin's conjecture at the moment, but she didn't seem to care too much. She reached out to find out what was in that pile of documents, and looked up with interest, "Yo, who is this, with such a big voice?"
After flipping two pages at random, she handed it to Gong Qi. Lu Yao explained in a relaxed way, "this is Miss Bao's trumpet."
Materials intercepted are some flashy rich materials and blog articles. The earliest one was at the beginning of last year. Gong Qi didn't take a close look at it. He just couldn't help praising, "Mr. Shao is good enough. His professional ability is stronger than that of private detectives."
"I have to tell you something." Lu Yao took up the tea and drank it quietly. At the same time, she observed the woman with a comfortable look in front of her. "Except for the incident of his father's illness, all the other information is not checked by Yun Chen."
"Who is that?"
"Gu Zheng's father."
No matter how clever Gong Qi was, he could not have guessed that the old Mr. Gu had never been masked.
Until listening to Lu Yao speak slowly and leisurely, she unconsciously straightened her sitting posture, and with a serious frown on her face, she thought, "it makes sense to say so."
Mr. Gu is happy to see that his son, who has been wandering for a small period of his life, has finally settled down. However, it is only natural for Mr. Gu to investigate the only one who is expected to become the future daughter-in-law of his family.
Unexpectedly, the results of this investigation did not satisfy Mr. Gu.
"Mr. Gu certainly has great expectations for people who can turn Gu Zheng into sex. However, he has been looking forward to it for many years. Even if he is not satisfied, as long as Gu Zheng can settle down, it is not a big problem. He will also turn a blind eye and acquiesce. "
Lu Yao carelessly analyzes, and his fingertips tap on the wall of the cup.
Zhou Linlin couldn't understand. She turned around and asked her, "then why did the old man give the information to Shao Yunchen?"
There was silence for a while. Lu Yao hooked her lips and motioned a look at Gong Qi.
The other two were blinking, their faces unclear.
"Mr. Gu's investigation into Miss Bao will certainly involve you. In his eyes, he has a more suitable daughter-in-law." She said it slowly with a smile, and then stressed, "am I clear enough?"
Gong Qi's eyes trembled and did not answer. Zhou Linlin, who was the first to respond, began to count them one by one. "After graduating from a famous foreign school, MK executives were born with money and beauty, high EQ, and high IQ. It's really impeccable."
Holding on to the sheets under his body, Gong Qi rarely shows a few solemn expressions. He understands that it should be the current situation, which makes Gu, who is willing to investigate, misunderstand something.
She didn't care very much. She just picked up her eyebrows and laughed, "the old man still has a vision."
"If you have an eye, you'll know when you see it." Lu Yao put down her glass. "Yun Chen and Mr. Gu have friendship. He speculates that the old man will come to the hospital to see you sometime. So I come to remind you to have a psychological preparation."
After a pause, he stressed, "maybe it's only these two days. If you want to teach Miss Bao a lesson, it's a good opportunity. It depends on yourself whether you want to grasp it or not."
It's clear that Mr. Gu is coming, and Gong Qi is also shocked. But Lu Yao's reminder makes her wake up quickly. She thinks about it for a while, and then waves her hand, "don't worry. I know it in my mind."
Lu Yao gently "um" a sound, then with the wrist raised a look at the time, "time is not early, I have a meeting in the afternoon, I have to go first."
Some words of advice came to his lips, but he took them back to Shanggong Qi with a light expression on his face. He only nodded to her after he got up and said, "you should control your own discretion. If you have any problems, please contact me at any time."Originally, he wanted to advise him, but then he turned to Gu Zheng. If he chose Miss Bao in a destructive way, he would probably be in trouble all his life, and Gong Qi is the only beacon that he can get rid of.
So she didn't say anything.
Zhou Linlin got up after Lu Yao, shook her head and sighed, "men are really troublesome. Sometimes they are more troublesome than US women."
She could not help but think of Shao Yunchen and patted Lu Yao on the shoulder, "don't forget about your own affairs. Have more snacks."
Later, Lu Yao steps out before Lu Yao, but she is stopped by Gong Qi who suddenly thinks of something.
"By the way, Zhou Lin, there is something I think is necessary to remind you..."
She pauses, as if organizing language. Zhou Linlin stopped and turned to look at her, "what?"
, "what is it," is Mr. Ho, who has talked to your family for some time before he came to the South City after his first wife's recovery. I've also heard from brother Quan that his family is troubling you before, and reminds you to pay more attention when you go out. "
She explained the subject in the simplest language.
When Zhou Linlin heard this, she opened her mouth slightly and blinked her eyes in a rather helpless way. Her relaxed mood suddenly turned to a downward trend. In a moment, she felt that she had found a resonance with the two women in front of her.
Out of the ward, along the hospital main road to the main door direction of the road, completely eased this effort to Zhou Linlin in the sigh, "why do these men find themselves unhappy?"
Hearing this, Lu Yao hurriedly drew the line, "I am not unhappy, I have no opinion of Mr. Shao."
Zhou Linlin squinted at the past. She was actually quite satisfied with Mr. Huo, but compared with Lu Yao and Shao Yunchen, she still had some citric acid.
"Yes, it's a miracle that your husband's ex-wife is still you." With her head down, she stabbed.
As they walked out of the hospital, they suddenly saw two business cars supporting a black Porsche stopping at the door a few meters away.
Lu Yao subconsciously stops and pulls Zhou Linlin out of the way of the main road and hides under the shade trees.
As expected, after seeing the door of a Porsche opened in the mainland, a vigorous old man came down. The old man, leaning on a cane, followed by a young housekeeper and two uniformed men with a pile of nutrition and health products, walked steadily into the hospital gate.
Zhou Linlin recognized him because he had three similar looks to Gu Zheng. "This is not Mr. Gu, right?"
"Well."
Lu Yao should say, treat people to go far, she just took out the mobile phone from the pocket, sent a message to Gong Qi in the past.