CEO Qin, No Wife Later

Perhaps it was because of the rain, but there was no warmth on Qin Yan's body. His temperature had probably merged with the cold desk.

In this long period of time, she didn't notice that she was actually on Qin Yan's body. The sound of rain outside the window made her feel even more tired.

Drip, drip, drip …

"Big brother …" The little girl said shyly. Only her brother called her big sister, but if she met someone older than her, then she should call him big brother or big sister. Moreover, this boy in front of her seemed to be the most beautiful boy she had ever met.

Even the boy whom Little Flower had been chasing from the next village was nothing compared to the man in front of her. His older brother was much prettier than those boys, and the clothes he was wearing were obviously not what a normal person could wear.

Qin Yan, who was standing next to the stone, was stunned when he heard the address.

She walked over and looked at Qin Yan's torn jeans with a bit of heartache. Because she had been cold for too long, her fair skin looked a bit purplish. She raised her head and said seriously, "Big brother, is your family really that poor … "Ah, I'm sorry. Actually, my family is very poor too. I'm just worried that you won't be cold like this. Do you want me to put on my clothes …"

Qin Yan rubbed his head, looking especially troubled: "I'm not cold, you should wear it yourself. Besides, I won't be able to wear this shirt. "

Indeed, at that time, Qin Yanzhi had already developed very well. She nodded, as if she understood something. She accompanied Qin Yan in looking at the resplendent red clouds. The remaining rays of sunlight were emitting the last rays of light, but the red light in the sky didn't seem to make anyone feel warm …

At that time, she was truly foolish. Why did she think that the clothes on Qin Yan's body, which had a hole in it, made him think that his family situation was not that good? If she could repeat the same mistake …

Inside the dream, it had once again become the mature Qin Yan. His handsome and cold face attracted countless girls. Gu Shudong looked at him from afar and felt bitter.

She had never been one of those characters in novels that attracted the attention of men because they detested men, so much so that men felt that she was the only one special.

Gu Shuren had fallen in love with Qin Yan a long, long time ago, but he had become one of the many admirers of Qin Yan.

The sound echoed in the air. Gu Shutong mumbled and raised his head. He felt an uncomfortable heat in his throat.

Gu Shudong blinked, then closed his eyes again. After a while, he rubbed his eyes, waiting for the darkness to settle in before he opened them again.

This place didn't seem to be inside the car.

Gu Qingtong took a deep breath. He didn't know when the curtains had been pulled shut. Under the dim moonlight, Gu Shutong got out of bed and started fumbling around in the dark. Finally, he found the light switch, and with a 'kacha' sound, the light in his bedroom lit up.

It took a while for Gu Shutong to get used to the whiteness of the scene.

It was a bedroom about ten square meters wide, but the furniture was sparse, so it looked empty. In fact, Gu Shutong couldn't wait to concentrate on the far right side of the room. The space on the left side of the room was empty, so she preferred the crowded room.

But the pink flannel sofa was large, almost the size of two beds. Gu Shuren sat down on the sofa, which was very comfortable. She sighed lightly, then took a sip of the cold boiled water placed on the table.

This sofa was the only one that Grandma Qin had ever visited when she was young. Before she was married, it was the only time she had ever been to this house. Since Grandma Qin hadn't come to visit, Gu Rutong didn't have much to do with it.

There was a table and chair, and a clothes rack. The books were all on top of the table. She didn't often go to the study room, which was Qin Yan's place. Qin Yan also wouldn't be happy to let her walk around the house. Even if Qin Yan wasn't at home, she wouldn't just walk around.

Gu Shutong drank the cold water in his mouth as he carefully observed his surroundings. Finally, his gaze fell on the clock on the bed; it was already half-past six.

It must have been raining today, so it got dark early. She didn't think that she had slept in bed for so long … But wasn't she in the car before?

Perhaps someone had helped her go home, so Gu Shutong decided to leave the matter at that for the time being.

He got up from the sofa and walked to the door, gently opening it and going out. Finally, he went down the stairs and climbed the stairs. When his slippers touched the last step, a pout could be heard: "Young Master Qin, do you really want to do this? I just don't think it's good. "

"What's wrong with that?" Qin Yan's voice was very low. "Anyway, that woman can't dance anyways. Don't you know that her feet are injured?"

Gu Shutong's finger was placed on the banister of the stairs. He hesitated for a moment before a familiar female voice spoke up. "That's right, so Shudong is already injured. I really don't know how he managed to hold on, and it's even so difficult to dance."

Qin Yan could only give a sniff at the woman's beauty. He didn't seem to care at all: "It's just a dead duck with tough skin. She's the best at this kind of thing. If something happens to Gu Qingtong, it'll make the competition even worse."

"Oh ~"

Gu Shutong couldn't hold it in any longer and strode over to the living room. He saw the silhouettes of two people overlapping each other in the middle.

Under the chandelier, when he saw the woman's face clearly, Gu Shudong couldn't help but stop in his tracks and stare in disbelief at the woman not too far away.

"What are you doing here?"

Shang Shaya glanced at her and was a little surprised: "Young Master Qin, didn't you say that Shu Tong wasn't here?"

"Oh?" Amongst the three of them, only Qin Yan was the calmest. He threw the photo he was holding onto onto Gu Shudong and smiled gently, "I just don't think it's necessary to tell you this. It doesn't matter whether she's here or not."

The photo slid down her body.