The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

"Don't worry, I will take care of it."

The two were joking and went all the way to the downstairs of the hospital.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the wind is a bit cool at night.

"Gu Xiuye, did you agree to the design draft I made, or was it voted by your company?" Mu Qingge suddenly changed the topic and diverted the topic to another place.

This matter is what she cares most about.

In the past few days of working in Xu's Group, she always felt that her life was going too smoothly. She knew her design well. Although she said it was not bad, she still lacked a little experience. Simply vulnerable.

"Why, you have no confidence in yourself?" Gu Xiuye ​​stopped and stared at her.

"I just don't want you to break the company's rules because of me. If there is something wrong with my design draft, I am willing to accept criticism." Mu Qingge raised his face and met his gaze.

Gu Xiuye ​​smiled: "With your current level, it's true that you can't accept the jewelry design of SK's big brand, but you can still be fully competent for these small tasks."

"Huh?" Mu Qingge frowned lightly. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with what she said, but when she thought about it carefully, why did she find it strange?

Without giving her any time to buffer, Gu Xiuye ​​continued: "I'm a businessman. Before doing anything, the first thing I consider is profit. The jewelry you design is sold to mid-end consumers, and the profit is not low. What's more Rather than entrusting such an important matter to others, it is better to give it to you, so I can rest assured."

"Is that why you have so much confidence in me?" Mu Qingge paused, his expression obviously unnatural.

"After all, we have been close friends for many years, not to mention that I have also checked you. Your ability is completely competent. You can use these designs to practice your hands. Maybe one day, your level will be improved. At that time, we sk will take the initiative to spend You have been hired with a lot of money." Gu Xiuye ​​said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Regarding this, Mu Qingge just laughed it off. She doesn't have such big ambitions at present. The only thing she wants to do now is to go to work in a peaceful manner and support herself and her younger brother.

After chatting briefly, seeing that it was getting late, Gu Xiuye ​​drove away.

Under the cover of the night, the black Maybach quickly disappeared.Mu Qingge rubbed her palms together, exhaled, her palms felt warm, she looked up at the bright moon in the sky, it was extraordinarily round.

On that side, Mom and Dad should be doing well, right?
The cool breeze blew away her broken hair. Mu Qingge gathered the long coat on her body, and then turned back to the hospital.

There was a special elevator in the top luxury ward. She went upstairs directly, opened the door, and saw Mu Qingjue leaning against the bedside, waiting for her to come back with a smile.

"Didn't you say you're tired and want to rest?" She stepped forward, frowning slightly.

"I've been lying in bed for almost a month, and my bones are about to fall apart. I finally woke up, so I just wanted to sit for a while." Mu Qingjue said with a smile. Although he was still a little weak, he was obviously more confident than before when he spoke. too much.

Mu Qingge tucked the quilt up for him, and sat down next to him: "Tomorrow I will come back at noon and take you downstairs to the hospital to bask in the sun."

"Okay." Mu Qingjue nodded obediently, glanced at her secretly from the corner of the eye, and the light shone on her side face, which was very pretty, "Sister, is that Mr. Gu your current boyfriend?"

"Huh?" Mu Qingge almost choked on his saliva, "Why are you asking so suddenly?"

"I see that Mr. Gu looks at his sister differently, just like the way his ex-brother-in-law looked at Li Fei'er." Mu Qingjue said frankly.

It was the first time he saw Gu Xiuye ​​today, and he saw a lot of clues just by taking a look.

Mu Qingge blushed, "Don't talk nonsense, kid, this Mr. Gu is my sister's former good friend."

"Is that Gu Xiaopang?" Mu Qingjue raised his eyebrows. Although he had been lying down for more than half a month, his brain was not sleepy, his shrewd little head was spinning fast.

"That's right, it's that Fatty Gu that my sister kept mentioning to you before." The corners of Mu Qingge's mouth lifted, revealing a bright smile.

Mu Qingjue understood, with a smile in his eyes: "So, sister and brother chubby are quite destined."

Little fat brother?

Hearing this address, Mu Qingge smiled involuntarily, reached out and tapped his forehead lightly: "It's getting late, you should take a good rest, this illness is just right, don't let me think about it."

Hearing this, Mu Qingjue pursed her mouth, blinked her eyes, and lay down reluctantly.

Mu Qingge didn't go back to his room until he saw Mu Qingjue fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, she woke up early, bought breakfast and came back. It happened to be the time when the nurse came to take Mu Qingjue's temperature for a checkup. After confirming that all indicators were normal, she was relieved.

"Sister is going to work, put the breakfast you bought on your bedside, remember to eat it." Mu Qingge looked at Mu Qingjue whose face had softened, and instructed.

Regarding her words, Mu Qingjue still obeyed her, nodded obediently, and waved to Mu Qingge: "Sister, hurry up and do your work, try to earn more money, take me to ride a horse on the prairie .”

The little guy's eloquent and emotional words made Mu Qingge laugh. She pampered him by scratching the tip of his nose, repeatedly asked him to listen to the nurse and doctor, and then went to the company.

It was still early before going to work, and the people from the Xu Group hadn’t arrived yet. Mu Qingge sat in his office and flipped through Design Weekly. The jewels in it were all made by famous masters, and each one was crystal clear. full.

"Being so serious early in the morning, it seems that I really have to present you with a model worker award." Xu Xiaoran hurriedly pushed the door in, put her hands on her desk, and raised her eyebrows at her.

"I don't need the Model Worker Award. Remember to give me a salary increase to be the real deal." Mu Qingge didn't even lift his head, counting the pages of the book with one hand and holding the pen in the other, and kept a small book on the side from time to time. Record the highlights of other people's designs.

Xu Xiaoran couldn't understand these concepts of design. Looking at the beautiful handwriting on the notebook, she clicked her tongue: "If you can put half of your thoughts on work on your life's major events, I will be able to save money. Worrying about you."

"Did I put too much thought into this before?" Mu Qingge raised his eyes slightly, not paying attention at all.

In the past, her world was filled with Mo Jingchen. She loved and respected him. Even though she was wronged, she was still waiting for the day when he would change his mind. But what was the end result?
"Of course I'm not talking about that scumbag." Xu Xiaoran was a little agitated, and pressed the Design Weekly in her hand with both hands.