On the day of the divorce, the boss in the Beijing circle pulled me to pull the certificate

Su Mu stared at the black box in his hand, feeling inexplicably flustered.

"Who gave it to you?"

Gu Zhiming said truthfully, "I don't know either. Aunt Sun gave it to me when she came back from shopping. She said it was given by your friend."

Su Mu was a little fuzzy, and when he realized it, he was already standing in the living room.

"Susu, why are you in a daze?"

Gu Zhiming looked at the black box curiously, "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Su Mu regained consciousness, hesitated for a while, and slowly opened the box.

Inside is an unremarkable red string.

Gu Zhiming stood on tiptoe, and when he saw the rope, his expectant eyes disappeared immediately.

"Who is it, who is so claustrophobic?"

After speaking, he turned to the living room, and then thought to himself, don't worry now, this man can't even afford a necklace, so he definitely won't be his father's opponent.

He turned around so quickly that he didn't realize that Su Mu was already frozen in place.

The muscles on his face were all stiff, his expression was expressionless, even a little creepy.

"You can leave if you want, but one day, if you receive a red rope, that's when the organization needs you."

What that person said many years ago echoed clearly in my ears now.

Could it be that person has gone to Qingcheng?

The phone on the coffee table suddenly rang, and Su Mu was so frightened that his hands shook, and the box fell to the ground.

Gu Zhiming came over with the phone, handed it to Su Mu, and then picked up the box on the ground.

Su Mu took the phone and looked at it, it was Xia Yansang who called.

She calmed down, walked slowly to the French window and stood still, and connected the phone.

Xia Yansang talked a lot over there, and it was a long time since Su Mu responded.

"Are you listening? Mumu?"

After shouting several times, Su Mu came back to his senses, "I'm... listening, what's the matter?"

When Xia Yansang heard this, he knew that Su Mu had just lost his mind, so he had to repeat it again, "I said, have you read Zhao Ling's latest news?"

"No." Su Mu was a little puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"She was amazing on the red carpet, and a lot of people noticed the dresses she was wearing."

Su Mu felt recognized and felt better.

"Then Zhao Ling didn't hide anything, and directly said that the dress was designed by you."

Xia Yansang paused for a while, and then said, "She was afraid that you might not have noticed, so let me tell you, be prepared for many people to come to your door."

Su Mu nodded, suddenly realized that Xia Yansang couldn't see it, and said quickly, "Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the sofa, Gu Zhiming was holding a bag of potato chips and eating with relish, and he also put the black box on the coffee table safely.

"Zhiming, where's Aunt Sun?"

Gu Zhiming kept staring at the TV, "It seems to be home."

Su Mu raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock on the wall. This point was indeed Aunt Sun's own time.

At 11:30 in the evening, Gu Yanhe came back, and when he was changing shoes at the shoe cabinet, he saw Su Mu sitting on the dining table.

Holding a box in his hand, he was so engrossed in looking at it that he didn't even notice when he came back.

"looking at what?"

Gu Yanhe walked to Su Mu's side and looked at the black box.

The sudden sound startled Su Mu, she shook her hand and the object fell on the table.

"Like this?"

Gu Yanhe stared at the plain red rope, a trace of emotion flashed across his eyes.

Su Mu shook his head, put the rope into the black box, and put it aside.

She stood up, "I'll go and heat up some food for you."

Gu Yanhe stared at her back, pursed his thin lips slightly, and could see that she was avoiding this topic.

Su Mu stood in front of the stove, staring at the boiling soup in a daze.

After a while, Gu Yanhe changed into home clothes.

As soon as he came in, he saw the overflowing soup, and he stepped forward to turn off the fire.

Su Mu's hand accidentally touched the boiling hot pot, and his fingers were instantly burned red.

Gu Yanhe pulled her to sit on the dining table, then went around to the living room and took out the medicine box.

Su Mu looked at Gu Yanhe who lowered his head and carefully helped her with the wound, and felt a special feeling in his heart.

"I heard that there are many wealthy daughters coming in and out of your office?"

Gu Yanhe stopped wiping, then raised his eyes and looked at her intently, "Are you jealous?"

Su Mu did not rush to deny it this time, but told his own thoughts, "First, to me, you are my husband, and I must be unhappy when many women come and go in and out of your office. Secondly, they all There have been scandals with you more or less, in order not to be gossiped, I think you should keep a distance from them."

After Su Mu finished speaking, the living room instantly became quiet.

There was only the sound of Gu Yanhe packing the medicine box.

"Mumu, in fact, you only need to say one thing, you're jealous."

Gu Yanhe put the things aside, then looked at Su Mu, "Women can be prohibited from entering and leaving my office."

After he finished speaking, the surrounding area returned to silence.

Su Mu stared at his hands and listened to the breathing of the two, not knowing how to answer this question.

"Okay, go up and rest."

In the end, Gu Yanhe still compromised and did not force Su Mu.

After speaking, he got up and prepared to put the medicine box back in the living room.

Just as he stood up, his right hand was grabbed by Su Mu.

He looked down at her, waiting for her next words.

"What are you hiding from me?"

Gu Yanhe avoided his eyes for a while, but soon returned to normal, "Why do you ask that? Did something happen?"

Su Mu's mind was always thinking about the red rope, and for the first time she felt fear of the unknown.

"I just feel that you have a lot of things to hide from me."

Gu Yanhe was silent for a while, and finally shook his head, "Are you feeling unwell, let me take you to see it?"

Su Mu instantly knew his answer.

Let go of his hand, shook his head, "No, I'll serve you a bowl of noodles."

After speaking, he stood up, but was stopped by Gu Yanhe, "No, I'm not hungry, go up and rest."

After Su Mu took a shower, he lay on the bed.

Looking at the strong figure reflected on the bathroom door, he was distracted.

She didn't react until Gu Yanhe was in a daze.

"Go to sleep."

Gu Yanhe subconsciously put his hands on Su Mu's waist, trying to shorten the distance between them.

But feeling Su Mu's repulsion, Gu Yanhe frowned slightly in the dark.

Finally, he let go of Su Mu.

He turned his head, turned his back to Su Mu and closed his eyes.

Su Mu opened his eyes and looked out the window. The moonlight shone in through the screen window, adding a touch of coolness to the room.

She and Gu Yanhe should be sharing the same bed with different dreams now.

In the early morning, when Su Mu woke up, there was nothing beside him.

She glanced at the time, 09:30.

Gu Yanhe should have gone to the company.

"Susu, are you awake?"

Gu Zhiming's figure came from outside the door, and Su Mu called to come in.

Gu Zhiming immediately opened the door and came in, holding a bun in his hand.

"Mumu, here are the guests."