Hand in hand with fashion king

Qi Yao was sweating with the hand holding the doorknob, and stared at Gu Junshuo tightly without looking sideways.No one he had ever been with before made him work so hard, no one was like Gu Junshuo, he was so... rushed, and he didn't take it seriously.

Every inch of Gu Junshuo's body was so calm and calm, his whole body stood in front of him like a rock, reflecting his madness.

Qi Yao unscrewed the doorknob almost brutally, strode out, and slammed the door behind him to vent his anger.

After Qi Yao left, Gu Junshuo thought he would feel more relaxed, but his heart unexpectedly ached.Why did Qi Yao come to look for him?Just to provoke him by saying those words?

Gu Junshuo lay on the sofa without sleep all night, but the next day his mind was abnormally clear. When he got up from the sofa, he suddenly felt weak and nearly fell down.After testing the watch, Gu Junshuo realized that he had a fever.

After not going to work for three consecutive days, Gu Junshuo had no choice but to swallow a tablet of antipyretics, looked at the two thick dark circles in the mirror, and forced himself to put on his clothes and rush to the company.He doesn't allow himself to be decadent anymore, even if he loves this person badly, he can't tolerate losing his self-esteem and bottom line.Gu Junshuo washed his face, re-styled his hair, and changed into a clean white shirt.Facing the ridicule of Qi Yao's words, only in this way can he not lose to Qi Yao in this game that he doesn't know what it is.

After parking the car and going to the company, the secretary holding a stack of folders at the front desk saw Gu Junshuo, and immediately showed an expression similar to swallowing an egg: "Mr. Gu, you, you are here."

Gu Junshuo tried his best to sort out his mood and looked at the secretary, but he didn't know why. He always felt that he was in another world of thinking. He took a breath and tried to make a deliberate joke: "Why do you have such an expression? Did you do something bad?"

The secretary shook her head vigorously: "You never ask for leave, but suddenly asking for three days, we are not used to it."

Gu Junshuo turned his eyes to the folder in her hand: "I'm not here for these three days, what's the matter with the company?"

The secretary quickly put the folder away at the front desk, took out a copy and handed it to Gu Junshuo: "This is the document sent by Yves, Mr. Gu, you are too good, you can not only manage the company, but also—"

Gu Junshuo didn't hear a word of the secretary's words. When his eyes fell on the Yvesmaleface on the first page of the folder, all the nerves in his body tensed up as if they had been sensed.

Gu Junshuo was silent for two seconds while holding the folder, then put the folder back into the secretary's hand, and said calmly, "Push it."

"Ah, oh..." The secretary secretly glanced at Gu Junshuo, although he was puzzled, he couldn't say anything more.

Gu Junshuo gave an 'um', glanced at Wu Chenxuan who appeared in the lobby at some time, then turned around and got on the elevator.

Not long after Gu Junshuo entered the office, there was a knock on the door.

Gu Junshuo restrained himself from thinking about yvesmaleface, sat in the office chair, and said calmly: "Come in."

Wu Chenxuan outside the door was wearing a pure white shirt and paired with jeans that looked like he was a student. He looked a few years younger.Wu Chenxuan carried a delicate bag in his hand, walked to Gu Junshuo's desk, took out a fresh-keeping box from the bag and put it on the table, his fair cheeks were clean and beautiful: "Mr. Gu, I brought you some snacks, you can eat them." Get something."

It was only then that Gu Junshuo remembered that in the past three days, he hadn't had a formal meal, but now his stomach, which should have been empty, didn't feel hungry at all.He recalled what happened last night with a headache, and said embarrassedly: "Xiao Wu, thank you for bothering you yesterday. I don't want to eat dessert, you can eat it yourself."

Wu Chenxuan seemed to have expected that Gu Junshuo would refuse, and there was a hint of begging on his smooth face: "Mr. Gu, eat something."

Gu Junshuo sighed in his heart: "Xiao Wu, I understand what you mean, but I can't accept it."

Wu Chenxuan stubbornly put the dim sum on the table, and looked directly at Gu Junshuo boldly: "Because Mr. Gu still wants to be with Qi Yao?"

"No." After subconsciously speaking, Gu Junshuo hesitated and said, "I don't know. I don't want to touch feelings now."

Wu Chenxuan nodded, still persisting with a slap on his face: "I understand that Mr. Gu still likes Qi Yao now, I don't mind, I just want to be by your side."

Gu Junshuo suppressed the boredom in his heart, and looked at Wu Chenxuan complicatedly: "If I do this, I will be irresponsible to you."

Wu Chenxuan's dark eyes flashed with urgency, he sat across the desk, looked straight at him and said: "I understand that you don't like me, it's not irresponsible, everything is voluntary."

Gu Junshuo didn't want to continue this topic, and suddenly remembered what he learned in the hospital that day, and paused for a moment and said: "Xiao Wu, you can't attend the fashion show in Beijing, and you will have another chance in the future."

Wu Chenxuan was not surprised, but just nodded indifferently, not caring: "I already know this, it doesn't matter, I will follow Mr. Gu's arrangement."

Gu Junshuo didn't want to say any more, so he said 'hmm': "Then you go out and close the door."

Qi Yao Design Studio.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows faced the sun directly, and the afternoon sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the carpet. Qi Yao hotly closed the curtains and took a cigarette from the desk.Less than half a minute after sitting down in the seat, Qi Yao stood up again in boredom, pacing back and forth in the designer.

"Fuck." The cigarette ash fell on his leg and burned a burn mark on his socks. Qi Yao put the cigarette out in the ashtray and rubbed the straw paper on the desk in agitation.

These are all broken works.

He shouldn't talk to Gu Junshuo anymore this time, Gu Junshuo's calm and indifferent look seemed to be mocking his madness, and he was furious just thinking about it.But Gu Junshuo is his main show, he should distinguish between public and private, and then talk to Gu Junshuo.Although they have conflicts now, work is work. If Gu Junshuo can't face up to work, then he is too naive.

Qi Yao made up his mind and was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call.At this time, the door of the studio suddenly knocked.

Qi Yao doesn't want to see anyone now, and said directly without raising his head: "I'm creating, don't bother me if I have nothing to do."

The assistant Derek, who had long been used to Qi Yao's temper, boldly knocked on the door again, with a hurried voice: "Brother Yao, it's about Gu Junshuo, you should let me in."

Qi Yao's eyebrows were tightly knit together, even outsiders knew that Gu Junshuo was special to him, which made Qi Yao feel embarrassed, so he had to say impatiently: "Why do you come in? Why do you have to come in and talk about Gu Junshuo? You just talk outside."

Derek had no choice but to stay outside the door. Thinking of Qi Yao's reaction when he heard the news, he couldn't help becoming cautious, and even lowered his voice unconsciously: "Gu Junshuo, he didn't accept Maleface's invitation."