Mr.Gu, sweet wife is so warm

The text message also came several times. The mobile phone rang continuously. Even Li Feng's attention couldn't help but draw over. Su Liu's fine eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She was afraid that she would not receive the customer's call. She didn't specifically mute.

After the mobile phone rang several times, it became quiet. When Su Liu was relieved, the other party called directly. Su Liu finally couldn't bear it. She picked up the mobile phone and went to the quiet corridor to answer.

Her voice was very cold, like a sharp blade: "if you have anything, just say it quickly. Don't waste my working time, will you?"

The opposite side was silent for a while, and a low and slightly old voice slowly sounded. The voice line was mixed with sadness. He said softly, "Xiao Liu, you can answer my phone. Alas, I already know about your mother."

The man who has been stubbornly texting is Xiang Xie Tian. He is her own father. Although he is said to be his own father, Su Liu has denied the existence of his father since the moment he abandoned his mother and daughter and ran away with Xiao San.

"Then, what do you want to say?" Su Liu said faintly, with a cold smile on her lips, as if mixed with ridicule, laughing at the man's pretended deep sadness.

On the other side, Xiang Xie Tian was holding a mobile phone. He was not a fool. He obviously heard the irony in Su Liu's words. His eyes narrowed slightly and became unhappy, but he thought of his purpose.

He still endured the attack and continued to whisper to Su Liu, "are you free? My father and daughter haven't seen each other for so long. My father wants to see you."

"No."

Su Liu refused mercilessly. She said faintly, "I'm very busy at work now. I can't spare time to chat with you."

After a pause, Su Liu added, "also, our relationship is not my father at the moment of divorce with you and your mother, so please don't be so cheeky, thank you."

With that, Su Liu hung up the phone directly before Xiang Xie Tian's reply, and then pulled the mobile phone number into the blacklist.

For a moment, he was refreshed.

Su Liu went back to work. Unconsciously, it was time to get off work. She looked at the clock hanging on the wall, stood up and simply cleaned up the scattered documents on the desktop.

The remaining light in the corner of her eyes glanced slightly, but she saw a faint white light in the gap under the office door.

It seems that Gu Shiqing hasn't finished work yet.

It has been a week in a row. He has been working overtime. Even Su Liu worked early the next morning and saw Gu Shiqing working in the office.

Su Liu sighed silently, turned and left.

In the office, Gu Shiqing, who was buried in his work, suddenly heard the door knocked gently. He didn't even lift his eyelids. The cold sound line sounded in the quiet office.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and a slight sound of high-heeled shoes landing slowly came towards him, and a smell of fragrance gradually spread in the air, which made the forefinger move.

Gu Shi subconsciously raised his eyes. In his eyes, a pair of slender and slender ten fingers held a ceramic bowl in front of him. The relief beside the ceramic bowl is a lovely cartoon spotted cat, full of girl's heart.

In the ceramic bowl, there is Golden Chicken Soup with a fragrant smell.

"Warm your stomach. Don't work too hard."

Su Liu collected her eyes and stared at Gu Shiqing. There was too much helplessness in her beautiful eyes. She knew that she couldn't persuade him at all and could only do something within her ability.

"Well, thank you."

Gu Shi tilted his eyes, which seemed to be mixed with a very shallow smile, his cold thin lips were slightly opened, and his cello like low and pleasant voice was like singing, which was very nice.

Su Liu took one last look at him and turned to leave. After leaving the company, she didn't go home immediately.

Instead, I took a taxi and came to a cemetery.

The sky gradually descended, and the whole sky was wrapped up like a scattered fishing net, airtight everywhere.

Under the dark night sky, thousands of lights, stacked and scattered, are constantly turning like a bright and beautiful ocean.

The prosperous side is separated from the boundary with the cemetery.

The cemetery was dark, and the wind at night always brought humid air, which gradually wrapped Su Liu's whole body. Today, she wore a little less clothes and shivered involuntarily.

"Mom, I came to see you."

Su Liu comes to a tombstone. Su Xinxin in the photos on the tombstone has beautiful eyes, curved eyes and gentle facial features, which is somewhat similar to Su Liu.

"I also brought your favorite purple potato bag."

Su Liu put the steaming steamed stuffed bun next to the tombstone, picked up another one and bit, "Mom, don't mind, ha, I'm too busy to eat much today."

She sat beside the tombstone, holding a purple potato bag in her hand. She felt the cold palm warm gradually, and raised her eyes slightly. The stars in the night sky seemed to blend into her eyes, hazy.

"Today, the man called me. He said he knew about you and wanted to meet me. I refused directly."

Su Liu smiled. It had been three months since the day his mother died. In the three months, he didn't ask. He didn't call until all these things had passed.

"Mom, don't you think it's funny that the man who first looked cruel and abandoned us now pretends to regret and grieve."

Su Liu smiled a few times, "maybe I've seen too many TV dramas. I always think it's not a good thing for him to call this time."

Her whispered words were gently carried away by the breeze, spread to the distance and gradually disappeared.

Relying on the woman beside the tombstone, she didn't move, as if she had roots. She kept looking up at the starry sky. Her amber eyes were as beautiful as the sea of stars.

After a while, she stood up, ate the rest of the steamed stuffed bun in her hand and patted her ass.

Su Liu leaned over slightly, kissed the corner of the tombstone with her red lips, and whispered, "Mom, I'll see you again in a while."

With that, she got off the cemetery, but saw a black car parked on the opposite side of the road. The smooth body was almost integrated with black. If it weren't for the gentle orange light of the street lamp, it was estimated that she couldn't see the car.

The man who relies on the door has a slender posture and a double waistcoat suit with cowhide buckle inside, outlining a lean waist.

The sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, directly revealing the wheat colored, strong muscle explosive forearms.

The broken hair in front of his forehead was combed to the back of his head, revealing his forehead. It was meticulous and tasted of abstinence.