Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

186: Take you to meet someone!Yange's sneering words were like a basin of cold water poured directly on Gu Baoyi's head.

Standing at the elevator entrance, he raised his voice in disbelief and asked, "What do you mean? Gu Yange, what did you do?"

Hearing his question, Yange's face suddenly showed a hint of sarcasm.

Seeing Gu Baoyi's heartbroken expression, Yange smiled viciously, "Does what I do have anything to do with you? I have something else to do, please do it!"

Standing at the elevator entrance, Gu Baoyi looked at Yange's figure walking towards the workstation. He hesitated for a moment, and was about to walk inside.

"Sir... sir, who are you looking for?"

The front desk executive lady quickly got up and blocked Gu Baoyi.

He flashed nervously, "Didn't you see that my daughter just went in? Who do you think I'm looking for?"

The front desk lady was choked by Gu Baoyi, and her face panicked, "You are..."

"Meijia, print this document for me!"

Yange went back and forth with the document, and after handing it to Meijia at the front desk, she looked at Gu Baoyi with a blunt tone, "You'd better go, don't make an ugly mess in the end, and lose your own people!"

"Hmph, Ni Nu, I'm your old man, who is ashamed to talk to me like that in front of your colleagues?"

Gu Baoyi was very difficult to deal with, it seemed that he would not leave unless Yange was squeezed out.

Yange looked at him fixedly, with a hint of sarcasm on his small face, "If you don't leave, I will call the security guard directly!"

"you!"

Yange raised her eyebrows lightly, ignoring Gu Baoyi's blushing face, and after taking a deep look at him, she turned and walked into the work area behind the curtain wall.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear the sound of the elevator door opening and closing.

Sitting on the workstation, Yange suddenly sighed.

At this time, Gu Baoyi came to her suddenly, and Yange's heart inevitably had speculation.

……

The day passed quickly, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Ge only glanced at the time on the screen when he was getting off work.

She rubbed her sore shoulder and was about to get up to pour water when she saw an email in the mailbox.

Click to open it, and the sender is the Human Resources Department.

The above requires that all employees must submit a two-inch photo with a white background tomorrow.

It is said that the company's employee structure is to be re-stated.

After closing the email, Yange didn't think much, walked to the water dispenser and poured a glass of water, when someone behind her patted her on the shoulder.

"Huh? Jian Yan, what's the matter?"

Yan Ge looked at Jian Yan who was holding a stack of materials in his hand, and smiled.

Jian Yan stretched out his thumb and gestured towards the president's office behind him, "Brother said, there is a dinner tonight, and I want you to go together after he finishes his work."

Yange opened his mouth, "Oh, are you talking about business?"

"You'll know when you go. Anyway, I've conveyed it. I still have something to do. I'll go first. I'll wait for you downstairs later!"

Yange raised her eyebrows and sighed, turned her eyes to look at the office with the shutters closed, she pursed her lips, and lowered her eyes back to her desk.

All day today, she and her uncle haven't said a word.

What happened in the Lu residence last night seemed to cast a haze on their mutual hearts.

Who doesn't want their happiness to be shared by their family members.

It's a pity that the road for her and her uncle is still too difficult.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Yange was looking at the graph on the computer and analyzing it.

Concentrating on her, her eyebrows and eyes are as quiet as flowers, and the inadvertent smile from her small mouth is like a begonia blooming from a branch, beautiful and beautiful.

"Still busy?"

Uncle's voice suddenly came from the side, scaring Singer Yan to close the webpage in a hurry.

She dodged slightly, shaking her eyelashes and looking at the uncle, "You don't make a sound when you walk?"

Lu Lingye's eyes were condensed, and he glanced sideways at her screen, "So nervous?"

"W-Where is there!"

Yange closed the computer smoothly, got up and looked around with rolled eyes, "Is there no one else?"

She frowned, and found that all the other employees in the president's office had left without knowing when.

"Well, let's go too!"

Yange looked at Lu Lingye's figure, picked up his backpack and followed behind him, "Uncle..."

"Ok?"

Lu Lingye's pace did not stop, but gradually slowed down.

Yange trotted to his side, looked at his chiseled side face, parted his red lips lightly, "Has Grandpa ever looked for you again?"

"No!" Lu Lingye's eyes were deep and wide, seeing Yange's face with a slight worry, he wrapped his arms around him, "Worried about me?"

"Yeah, grandpa was so angry yesterday, I'm afraid he..."

"You can't trust me that much?"

The uncle asked back, with a vague smile on his thin lips.

"Don't dare! President Lu, who dares to believe it!"

Yan Ge said and pulled down the arm on the waist, this is a company, and they did something!

After the two left the company, when they got into the car, Yange asked curiously: "What's the dinner tonight?"

"I'll show you someone!"

"Who?"

Lu Lingye didn't say it directly, but instead said, "One, the person you've been looking for all along!"

Yange's face changed suddenly, her small mouth was tightly squeezed into a straight line, and she bit the corner of her lips when she was flustered, "Is it... her?"

This 'her', Yange believes that my uncle can understand who it is.

Jian Yan, who was driving, looked at Yange's flickering expression from the rearview mirror, and suddenly sighed helplessly.

If the sister-in-law finds out the real identity of the other party for a while, she doesn't know how to face it.

Half an hour later, the car stopped beside Muya Villa.

The villa is located in an area where every inch of land is precious in the city of G.

And the structure of the villa with its green hills and water comes from the construction of iu.

Yange and Lu Lingye walked up the steps of the villa on foot, and the stretch of cobblestones was quiet and peaceful under the twilight.

The VIP hall in the villa changed from its usual lively scene today.

The floor lamp was on by the window, and the few diners inside seemed deserted.

Yange's heart was in her throat, she followed her uncle into the VIP room, and the waiter immediately walked ahead to lead her.

Everything seems to be taken for granted, Yange can't help guessing, it's possible that they made an appointment a long time ago.

As the waiter came to Cuilanfang, Yange couldn't help being more excited and nervous when he saw the name.

'Boom thump-'

"Hello, Municipal Bureau, Mr. Lu is here."

"Please come in!"

Yange was familiar with this voice. On Haitian No. [-] that day, the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee attended the speech.

only……

Could it be that she was wrong about this dinner?

Yange was still guessing that the uncle had already stepped into Cuilanfang, she shook her head silently, shaking off her suspicions, when Xin walked in, she raised her eyes and was completely stunned.

In front of the prototype dining table, Municipal Party Committee Fu Chunlin was sitting majestically, and the woman beside her, Yan Ge couldn't take his eyes off of her once he saw her.

The memory seemed to go back to the day in the shopping mall, she said her name was Zhuo Cuilan, she was not Su Hui!

Yange's eyes were focused on Zhuo Cuilan momentarily, so that he directly ignored the man and woman beside her.

"This...is Miss Gu?"

When Fu Ting spoke, Yange's eyes moved stiffly, and when she saw her, she was slightly surprised, "You are?"

Fu Ting got up, walked towards Yange enthusiastically, and grabbed her arm, "Miss Gu, I'm Fu Ting. That day, my son was ignorant and hurt your baby. I hope you can be a big adult, don't be angry Ha."

Yange was in a trance for a while, and was dragged towards the round table by Fu Ting, but she still hadn't recovered.

"Girl, do you still remember me?" Zhuo Cuilan spoke as Yange sat down.

Away from Fu Ting and Wu Wensheng, Yan Ge's gaze was filled with obscurity, "Remember."

"Mr. Lu, I brought both of them here on purpose today. Wu Hao is young and ignorant, but as parents, they have made mistakes in teaching. Taking this opportunity, let them make an apology to Miss Gu. Apologize, let's turn this matter over!"

Fu Chunlin looked at Lu Lingye beside Yange with a smile and suggested.

It's not hard to hear that there seems to be politeness and caution in his tone.

Lu Lingye sat as firmly as a mountain, with a solemn expression, "Fu Ju, don't you intend to introduce me?"

After finishing speaking, Fu Chunlin smiled awkwardly, "Look at my memory. Come on, let me introduce you, this is my lover, Zhuo Cuilan. This is my second daughter Fu Ting, and this is my uncle Wu Wensheng. "

Yange looked at Fu Chunlin's 50-year-old cheek, and it was not difficult to see the shrewdness in the corner of his eyes when he was speaking.

However, when his words were settled, Yange was struck by lightning.

She was sitting directly opposite Zhuo Cuilan, and Fu Chunlin's introduction kept echoing in her ears.

His lover - Zhuo Cuilan!

In other words, is she really not her mother?

This answer made Yange a little hard to accept.

I thought it was lost and found, but I didn't expect that it was just her wishful thinking from the beginning to the end?

Under the table, a gentle palm pinched her little hand on her knee.

Trembling slightly, she subconsciously clenched.

Raising her eyes to look at Lu Lingye, he still had an upright and indifferent figure. In her trance-like gaze, she vaguely felt that her uncle had written a word on her palm.