Mr. Gu is really fragrant after the divorce

Shen Qinghuan had already returned to her suite. When Gu Cheng arrived, Li Junming was on the phone with the program crew.

"I'm so sorry, we'll definitely be there in another hour, okay, okay, I'll treat everyone to supper later."

Sitting on the sofa, Shen Qinghuan's ankle was indeed swollen, but the swelling was not as serious as Li Junming said.

She kneaded her ankle, and smiled with aggrievedness and self-blame: "I told you I don't need you to come over, Brother Junming is really too, you can't even stop him."

Li Junming hung up the phone and greeted Gu Cheng enthusiastically: "Mr. Gu, you are here. There are too many reporters outside. Qing Huan has just returned to China, and the bodyguard assistant has not been arranged yet, so I can only trouble you."

Gu Cheng nodded to him coldly, then looked at Shen Qinghuan's swollen ankle.

"Are you still going?"

Shen Qinghuan hummed: "It's just a minor injury, it doesn't hinder, besides, I've never been a delicate person, I just thank you for running back and forth for me."

"fine."

Gu Cheng said it was fine, but his brows were furrowed. Shen Qinghuan kneaded her ankle with lowered eyes, wondering if the injury was too minor, making him feel that she was making a fuss out of a molehill?
"A Cheng, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. You were supposed to be with Song Yu, but I disturbed you like this. Song Yu...would she hate me?"

Shen Qinghuan raised her eyes to look at Gu Cheng, at this moment, she was already looking pitiful.

Gu Cheng was silent for a moment, and then patiently comforted her: "No, don't think too much, the bodyguards and the car are ready and ready to go at any time, but you can't leave your feet alone, after work, you must go have a look."

Hearing Gu Cheng's comfort and concern, a smile appeared on Shen Qinghuan's face.

"Well, I see, then I'll go first."

Shen Qinghuan got up staggeringly, and Li Junming quickly stepped forward to help her.

"Mr. Gu, let's go then, oh yes, the news on the Internet..."

Gu Cheng interrupted him neatly: "I will handle it."

Li Junming licked his face and smiled: "With Mr. Gu's words, there is no problem. Mr. Gu, thank you. Don't worry, I will take good care of Qing Huan."

"Ah."

Gu Cheng agreed, and for Shen Qinghuan's sake, he gave Li Junming enough face.

-

On the way back to the hospital, Zhou Hao drove the car, hesitating to speak.

He also saw how Shen Qinghuan's injuries were. Compared with their wife, it was nothing. Zhou Hao couldn't figure out why his family, Mr. Gu, would like a woman like Shen Qinghuan, when his wife is so good!
"Just say something."

Gu Cheng saw that he was holding back his words and broke the silence.

Zhou Hao's body shook, he didn't dare to say what was in his heart!

"Mr. Gu, the news on the Internet may not be so easy to suppress. The matter between you and Ms. Shen occupies the top spot in the search, because you are only photographed in profile and back, so now netizens are picking up on you. True identity, the heat remains high."

Hearing this, Gu Cheng squinted his eyes, seemingly displeased: "How long will it take?"

"Before noon tomorrow at the latest." Zhou Hao paused, and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Gu, are you worried that your wife will see the news?"

Gu Cheng glanced at Zhou Hao.

Afraid that Song Yu would see it?What is this nonsense?

So what if she saw it?
Thinking of this, Gu Cheng was a little annoyed.

He suddenly thought of the Song Yu he saw in the ward earlier, broken like a cracked porcelain doll, lonely like a remnant soul in the abyss.

"solve quickly!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this order, Zhou Hao became more energetic.

Gu Cheng didn't know why he was in such a hurry, probably because he and Song Yu hadn't officially divorced yet.

-

What was it like in the ward when Gu Cheng left, and what it was like when he came back.

Song Yu leaned on the hospital bed, and the dinner on the small table in front of him remained unchanged.

She tilted her head to look at the night scene outside the window, as if everything had nothing to do with her, even when Gu Cheng pushed the door in, she didn't respond at all.

Whether this person is present or not, what does it mean to her?

His person is here, but his heart is not there, which makes her look like a hopeless fool.

Gu Cheng took off his coat and put it on the chair.

"Why didn't you have dinner?"

Song Yu's eyebrows and eyes did not move, maintaining the original state.

Seeing her silently ignoring him, Gu Cheng lowered his face and blocked her sight.

"Song Yu, what are you messing with! Didn't I come back!"

Song Yu's face was pale, and he twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "Trouble? Gu Cheng, we haven't officially divorced yet, and your wife is lying in the hospital. Shen Qinghuan knows that you are taking care of me in the hospital, but she still wants to call you out by all means. , who is making trouble?"

"Are you blaming Qing Huan?" Gu Cheng asked in a deep voice.

Song Yu asked back: "Why can't I blame her? Even if I married you by agreement, it is still a legal couple with a certificate. She stepped in between us and robbed my husband, and you still expect me to treat her well?" Can't you be amiable?"

"Qing Huan happened for a reason."

"In your eyes, she, Shen Qinghuan, is right in everything she does, but in my eyes, she is just a mistress, and everything she does is wrong!"

"Song Yu, don't go too far!"

"Aren't you the one who went too far? I've already signed the divorce agreement, so can't you wait until the formalities are completed before having an affair with Shen Qinghuan?"

"What do you mean!"

"I don't want to live with a green hat."

"Song Yu, you have grown up, dare to talk to me like this!"

Song Yu has always been obedient, and never speaks in a strange way like now.

Gu Cheng's roar made Song Yu lose his mind, her originally stubborn and clear eyes suddenly dimmed, she bit her lip and said nothing.

Seeing her like this, Gu Cheng realized that what he said just now was too loud, maybe it scared her.

Song Yu's face was frighteningly pale, and he bit his lip, looking very aggrieved.

Gu Cheng sighed, and his tone softened: "Okay, stop making trouble, you are still sick, eat something."

For the sake of her illness, he didn't care about her.

"I will not eat."

Song Yu has no appetite, and the porridge is cold, how can he eat it?
Gu Cheng is the young master after all, he doesn't understand anything.

He has already lowered his posture to coax her, what else does she want?

"What's the matter, eat quickly!"

"Say no to eat, don't be hypocritical."

"Song Yu!"

Song Yu turned his face away, unwilling to look at him.

Gu Cheng had no patience, he simply reached into the bed, pulled her hand out, and forced her to eat.

But the next moment, Gu Cheng's movements froze.

He saw that Song Yu's hands were wrapped with gauze, and there were blood stains on them.

"what happened to your hand?"

Song Yu struggled, but to no avail, he simply let him hold on.

"say!"

He was obviously not injured before, why did he suddenly become like this?

Looks like a lot of blood.

Song Yu looked at his hands, and said lightly: "It's nothing, you left me alone in the hospital last night, and when I woke up, there was no one around me, so I had to go to the bathroom with a hanging bottle, but I fell down."

Song Yu spoke very calmly, as if it was someone else who suffered.

But these words pierced into Gu Cheng's heart like a needle.