After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

On the dining table, steaming steaming steamed buns with thin skin and tender stuffing, fried green onion, white porridge filled in porcelain white delicate bowls, and a variety of side dishes are placed on the table.

Gu Jian held the phone in one hand, and sat down on the chair pulled away by the servant without looking up. Quiet.

Normally, Cheng Xijue would urge him to put down his phone and eat obediently.

Gu Jian looked up, and the chair opposite the table was empty.

Aunt Zhou came out and said with a smile, "Mr. Cheng is on a business trip abroad, and he won't be back for ten days and a half."

Gu Jian put his phone in his pocket, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, and drank his porridge slowly with his head down.

Aunt Zhou poured a glass of milk and handed it to him, "Mr. Cheng left in a hurry yesterday and didn't have time to inform you."

Gu Jian nodded without emotion, reached out to take the milk and took a sip with his head up. The hot liquid hit his lips and tongue, making him softly hiss.

Aunt Zhou was taken aback, and quickly apologized, "Madam, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." Gu Jian exhaled a few breaths, and the burning pain gradually disappeared. Aunt Zhou couldn't be blamed for being careless. The milk Cheng Xijue handed him was lukewarm, just right for the mouth, and he was used to drinking it as soon as he took it.

Aunt Zhou was worried, and asked guiltily: "Do you want to ask the doctor to come down and have a look?"

Gu Jian shook his head, picked up a spoon and stirred the warm white porridge, took a few mouthfuls, and glanced at the brightly colored arctic shrimp on the plate.

Aunt Zhou is a sensible person. In the past, this plate of shrimp was already peeled by someone. It is delicious with porridge. "Madam, shall I peel the shrimp for you today?"

"Need not."

Gu Jian put on transparent gloves, flipped Xiubaixiu's narrow fingers deftly, and neatly peeled off the shells of the shrimp, and placed them neatly on the plate.

Even without Cheng Xijue, he is still living well on his own, and the displeasure he felt on the tip of his tongue when he drank hot milk just now disappeared.

The driver had already stopped and waited in front of the door. Gu Jian got into the car and fell asleep in the back seat, his long legs stretched out wantonly, and his snow-white sneakers were spotlessly clean.

After sleeping for a while, he opened his sleepy eyes, and there was a layer of small particles frozen by the air conditioner on his neck. After pregnancy, his body temperature became sensitive, and he felt uncomfortable whether it was cold or hot.

Usually, Cheng Xijue drove him to and from get off work, and the temperature of the air conditioner would be a few degrees higher, so he didn't notice any discomfort. Today, another person drove him and he woke up from the cold.

Gu Jian pulled up the collar of his jacket to cover his white and delicate neck, took out his phone from his pocket, and started playing games to divert his attention.

In the villa, Aunt Zhou was walking on the hillside for eight minutes, when Cheng Xijue called, and she answered anxiously.

Cheng Xijue got straight to the point, and asked in the first sentence: "After he knew I was on a business trip, how did he react?"

Aunt Zhou thought about it and said blankly: "Madam didn't say anything."

Cheng Xijue was silent for a few seconds, and then asked, "I didn't ask where I was going and when will I be back?"

"My wife didn't say anything." Aunt Zhou repeated helplessly.

Cheng Xijue asked in more detail, "What's his expression like? Is there any missing or reluctance?"

Aunt Zhou laughed a few times, and replied tactfully: "Since the first time I met my wife, my wife has been very calm, making it impossible to see what he is thinking."

"Well——" Cheng Xijue pulled out a low voice, and let out a sigh, "I see, you take good care of him."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Xijue half-folded his arms. The rising sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was shining brightly, and the whole Yu Ning was surrounded by dazzling gold. Gritting his teeth, he dialed Gu Jian's cell phone number.

Gu Jian was concentrating on playing the game, swiped the connection casually, and asked in a lazy voice, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Xijue had a panoramic view of the city, and said calmly: "I got off the plane just now, and I left in such a hurry, I forgot to tell you that I am going on a business trip abroad for half a month."

Gu Jian responded, "Oh."

What does 'oh' mean?

Cheng Xijue was dissatisfied with this answer. He leaned his back against the armrest of the sofa and said slowly, "Don't be picky eaters. Eat more fruits and vegetables. It's good for you and the baby."

Gu Jian fell back in the back seat, his posture was not straight, and he let out a lazily "hmm" in his voice.

"Stop sleeping on your back. Now that you have a big belly, lying down like this is not good for your waist. Sleep on your side." Cheng Xijue seemed to have eyes on him, and asked with a low smile, "Are you lying on your back now?" ?”

"No." Gu Jian turned sideways and pressed her round belly against the leather seat, saving a little effort.

Cheng Xijue nodded, "It's fine if you don't have one, live on time, get more sunshine, and tell the baby stories. It won't be too late when I come back."

Gu Jian raised his head, staring at the green branches passing overhead in a daze, turned off the phone and put the game next to his face, humming perfunctorily from time to time.

At the same time, in Gravity Company, Muro was radiant, so handsome that the employees passing by in the lobby blushed. Director."

The girl at the front desk smiled, "There are so many people looking for Director Gu today. The director hasn't arrived at the company yet. Are you calling him? Or are you waiting for him in the living room?"

After Muro finished dealing with the mess in Qiantang, he followed Cheng Xijue's suggestion and sent Gu Jian a set of hormonal-filled fitness photos. The idea was obvious, and Gu Jian replied a few words indifferently, without any effect.

The two chatted occasionally, Gu Jian's attitude was lukewarm, and he obviously had no intention of continuing to develop with him. Muro was not a stalker, he was busy with work for a while, and someone in the circle broke the news that Bane was in The Gravity Company appeared, and when he inquired, he found out that Gu Jian was now the director of the Gravity Company.

There are some things that need to be said in person, and the mobile phone chat is too thin to show deep affection, so he came to Gravity Company to surprise Gu Jian.

"I'll wait for him in the living room."

Muro followed the guide into the spacious and elegant VIP living room.

Early in the morning, the living room was quiet. There were two familiar men sitting on the creamy yellow sofa. One of them was wearing taller clothes and was sitting in a corner of the sofa. His slender and powerful arms were stretched to the armrest. His handsome face was full of impatience, "Gu Su , what do you want to do with me?"

"Ah Lie, why are you so fierce? Can I not come if you can?" Gu Su held a glass of orange juice with both hands, bowed his head and took a sip after speaking.

Jiang Lie looked at him carefully, "It's fine for you to come by yourself, you have to come with me."

Gu Su's eyes widened innocently, and he said softly, "Will I disturb your meeting with my brother? I have no other thoughts, I just treat him as my brother."

"...reload it again." Jiang Lie clenched his huge fist with his arm resting on the sofa in a menacing manner.

Gu Su touched the bridge of his nose cautiously, "Ah Lie, you get angry so easily, are you and your brother both so bad-tempered? Unlike me and my brother, we are both good-tempered people"

Jiang Lie was not in the mood to pour tea with him, and when he looked up and saw Muro, they were stunned for a moment when their eyes met.

One is a famous pianist, and the other is a well-known famous singer. Originally, there was no crossover, but at the end of the live broadcast, Bane affirmed their abilities and achievements at the same time.

Muro stretched out his hand first, and said politely, "Hello, long-awaited."

Jiang Lie didn't get up, but raised his hand and shook it lightly, "I know you, great pianist."

Muro smiled recklessly, and sat on the sofa next to him, "I often see you on the Internet, you are a singer in full swing."

Gu Su's dark eyes rolled around, looking at them in silence.

"Are you here to find Gu Jian?" Jiang Lie asked bluntly.

Muro nodded, and admitted frankly, "I'm Gu Jian's old friend,"

Therefore, the word "make friends" is used very well. It is not as thin as a friend, and it is not as transcendent as a best friend. It is just right to declare to Jiang Lie and Gu Su: Gu Jian and I have known each other for many years and have always maintained a good relationship, no matter who you are , not as long as we have known each other.

In short, Gu Jian and I have the closest relationship.

Gu Su tilted his head, and introduced himself with a smile: "My brother and I are not as close as you, I'm just his real brother."

Jiang Lie hesitated for a few seconds, then said lightly, "I'm very familiar with Bane, but I'm related to Gu Jian—I'm his uncle."

Compared with old friends, these are all real relatives.

Muro froze for a moment, looked at Jiang Lie with a frown, and said in a friendly tone, "Are you Gu Jian's ex-husband's younger brother?"

Jiang Lie nodded reluctantly. Few people knew about his relationship with Cheng Xijue.

There was obvious disgust in Muro's eyes, and he moved away from his body, "Brother Ling is really omnipotent. Letting my younger brother come to the company to block his ex-wife is too obscene."

"My business has nothing to do with him." Jiang Lie put aside his relationship with Cheng Xijue, cast a blank glance at Muro and said, "I came to see Gu Jian to invite him to change jobs to Backlight, so as to get rid of the predicament of being controlled by his ex-husband."

Muro narrowed his eyes and looked at him incredulously, "Really? Are you so kind?"

Jiang Lie sneered, "My brother and I are not close, he is indeed a scumbag to Gu Jian."

The friendship between men is so simple, it only needs to hate a person together, Muro and him smiled, and turned their eyes to Gu Su who was next to him.

Gu Su put down the orange juice, and raised a hand to indicate that he joined, "I just want to see that he is good-looking. He forced my father and my brother to sever the parent-child relationship. I want to lose my fan and follow me back."

Jiang Lie nodded with satisfaction, and commented unhurriedly: "People who are not familiar with him will think that he is perfect, but in fact he is ruthless, and there is no simple person who can make this step in his career."

Muro fully agreed, quoting Gu Jian's comment, "Arrogant, harsh, and good at disguising, the combination of these words is really a terrible person."

In order to get involved, Gu Su racked his brains to think of Cheng Xijue's bad words, "I think he is quite gentle when he wears glasses, but if he doesn't wear glasses, his eyebrows are too high and he looks a bit fierce, and his eyes are weird. His nose is too skeletal, I like something thinner and gentler..."

"..."

Gu Jian pushed open the glass door of the living room, wearing snow-white neckband earphones around his neck, and said casually: "Did you just say this? You can send a form to Aunt Zhou directly, I remember It’s hard not to remember.”

"I have a friend here, hang up first."

Gu Jian raised his jaw towards the three people present, took off the bluetooth headset around his neck, reached into his pocket, and was about to take out his mobile phone to cut off the call, when Muro strode up and gave him a big hug unexpectedly.

"Gu Jian, you seem to be gaining weight." Muro touched his round belly and said with a narrow smile.Gu Jian pushed his shoulder to signal Muro to let go, and pulled the loose hem of his clothes in a leisurely manner. Gu Su waved to him from behind Muro, and Jiang Lie smiled.

Muro removed the two side-by-side chairs, and when Gu Jian sat down, he naturally sat beside him, "Be fatter, you were too thin before."

Gu Su looked at Gu Jian eagerly, folded his hands and asked, "Can you give me a hug?"

Gu Jian didn't want to pay attention to him at all. She opened her long, straight legs and leaned back against the soft chair back, "When did you come?"

"It's not long since I came here." Jiang Lie swept across his looming abdomen calmly.

If he hadn't heard the news from Cheng Xijue's mouth, it would be hard for him to believe that the man was pregnant, and it was Bane whose heart was so noble that he couldn't look directly at it.

Gu Jian nodded, and casually threw the earphones on the coffee table, ignoring Gu Su's longing eyes, "Well, what were you talking about just now?"

Interrupted by Muro's hug, the phone was still in call mode, and the microphone on the earphone on the table picked up all the sounds.

Cheng Xijue sat on the armrest of the sofa with his head half up. The doctor in a white coat took a cotton swab dipped in iodine and carefully wiped the wound on his face, disinfected and applied medicine. The process would be repeated every day for the next half month until The wound has healed and is expected to leave a very shallow scar on the forehead.

With the phone in his palm, the doctor touched the wound on his face and was about to speak when Cheng Xijue raised his finger to his lips, signaling not to make any noise, he wanted to hear what Gu Jian and his "friend" would talk about.

"Talk about your scumbag ex-husband." Muro said without thinking, and chuckled a few times, "Just now we agreed that your ex-husband is not a good person."

Jiang Lie said very lightly, "He is quite dangerous, you spend too little time together, my opinion is that you get out early, otherwise...it will be very troublesome in the future."

"correct!"

Gu Su suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if remembering something important, which attracted the attention of the other three people, "Cheng Xijue is too tall, and the muscles on his arms are hard. Standing next to him is really stressful."

"Cheng Xijue?"

Muro's expression was unpredictable, he frowned and wrinkled his nose, as if he had been punched head-on, "Is your ex-husband Cheng Xijue?"

Gu Jian said "hmm" and asked calmly, "You just know?"

Cheng Xijue's expression was cold, and the faint smell of blood mixed with povidone iodine got into his breath. He unbuttoned two shirt buttons irritably, glanced at the screen that was talking, leaned his head on the armrest of the leather sofa, and said nothing. ring.

That Muro suddenly realized, he gritted his teeth with hatred, "No wonder, no wonder..."

Muro briefly explained the reason, and Cheng Xijue's methods were really bad. He kept his friend in the dark, playing like a monkey, and had no intention of being honest with each other.

Jiang Lie laughed a few times, and said with a little sympathy: "Congratulations, you have begun to understand your friends."

Even Gu Su couldn't stand it, and sighed, "What a femme fatale!"

"Gu Jian, he doesn't deserve you at all, he's too despicable!" Muro said aggrievedly.

Jiang Lie spoke calmly, but his words were not lethal, "I know very well what kind of person the Cheng family can raise. He is not suitable for a genius like you. You should have an environment that allows you to display your talents better."

Cheng Xijue lowered his eyes, the stinging wound on his face just now suddenly felt no pain, the blood vessels behind his ears were tense and jumping, and he could hear the rushing sound of blood flowing, he actually didn't care what others said about him, what he said was indeed partly true , nothing worth refuting.

What I care about is that Gu Jian's impression in Gu Jian's heart will be greatly reduced when he hears such words.

Gu Jian, who had been silent all this time, spoke in a nonchalant tone, "Cheng Xijue is not as exaggerated as you say, I get along with Cheng Xijue day and night, and I know what kind of person he is better than you."

After a pause, he smiled lazily, "There is nothing worthy or not, and we are not together, besides, I am not a good person, don't think of me as a god, and don't say that about him in front of you from now on. .”

Gu Jian scolded Cheng Xijue hundreds of times in his heart, but when he heard others belittle Cheng Xijue, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.