Husband, don't play by the rules

Nine o'clock's spirit came up, and he raised his index finger to the sky, closed his small face, pursed his thin lips, and pulled the corners of his mouth, two beautiful star eyes flashed like obsidian, and said sharply: "Don't be afraid, Ma Ma, you I'm old, I'll carry you on my back."

The cuteness of the child made Gu Xiaoxi laugh out loud.

"How dare you! I'm afraid your wife won't do it then!"

Gu Xiaoxi watched her son happy from the heart.

The little boy frowned, his eyes flashed coldly, and he slapped the table with his little hand. "He dares!"

Gu Xiaoxi's heart tightened, this expression was a replica of someone, she looked at the man.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched into a faint and arrogant smile.

After these words, Gu Xiaoxi smiled happily.

**
On Gu Xiaoxi's first day at work, he attracted the attention of almost everyone in the company.

Everyone cast strange glances at her. She didn't know why, but felt that the hot gazes around her were about to surround her.

It made her a little itchy.

As soon as she walked into the office, Ruili, who had been waiting there for a long time, had an elated look on her face, as if she had turned over and was liberated.

Putting his hands on her shoulders, with a wicked smile on his face, he said, "Miss Gu, what's up, you're a real celebrity."

Ms. Gu ignored her, looked at her and felt a little strange, and shook her arm in dissatisfaction.

He said softly in his mouth: "A bunch of crazy people, what's wrong with me? Is there any difference?"

"Of course? Invite me to a big meal."

While turning on his computer, Gu Xiaoxi said in a dissatisfied tone: "Why? It's not my turn to be rich? Besides, I'm a person in dire straits, do you have a little interest?"

Ruili exaggerated her hand and said: "My mother and I! This world is a bit too good. People who have earned 100 million are in dire straits. I really don't know if people like us have fallen into the bottom of the peach blossom pond." gone."

Gu Xiaoxi pulled his own drawer and said, "I think, I want the pie to fall on my head all day long, but it's a pity that Amitabha doesn't have it either!"

Ruili dragged Gu Xiaoxi, and two other people in the office also joined in.

"Director Gu, if there is any pie in the sky, it will be ours."

Isn't it good for Gu Xiaoxi to hear that?Of course.

She said casually: "It is necessary. But no, please read it to me!"

"Okay then, see you on the ten o'clock news."

Gu Xiaoxi was still puzzled, just too lazy to think about it, but nothing good happened.

Quiet work, time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye it was almost ten o'clock, Ruili really came over on time, pushed her aside, and started her computer.

I saw an advertisement popping up on the CCTV news channel. A young and beautiful girl, wearing a short white skirt, jumped and ran over all the way, made a small grimace in front of the camera, smiled cutely, and whispered softly. Asked: "Guess how old I am."

In another scene, the girl is holding a notebook clip and carrying a laptop, and a youthful and vigorous side face appears. The snow-white skin is as soft and smooth as cream, without any pores, and is as soft as silk.

She looked ahead and asked confidently, "Guess how old I am?"

In the third scene, the same person, in the same dress, served a table of meals in the kitchen wearing an apron, and said: "Do you know how old I am?"

Then a steady professional woman held a box of cosmetics in her hand and said with a professional smile: "The polymer silk protein Qinghua cream will keep you young forever."

Only when he saw the scene of cooking, Gu Xiaoxi recalled "Oh" for a while, and then laughed "haha".

No matter what, she never thought that her commercial would be aired. She simply finished recording the content that day, and went home depressed and hopeless.

I didn't expect the effect to be so good, short and precise.

They all clapped their hands and said happily: "Nimma, you hit the right one!"

Ruili came up and hugged Gu Xiaoxi's neck and said, "Where is it! Sister Gu is not an actress, so the director regrets that there is no actor!"

The money originally came from here.

Gu Xiaoxi thought about it, a treat is a must.

She is a neat person, she will do whatever she says.

At noon, she called Ruili and her two assistants to eat western food together.

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi sat in the private room, the waiter had already handed over the menu respectfully.

She put the menu in Ruili's hand: "Today I am at the mercy of others, so you are welcome."

When these three people heard this, they were really impolite. As the saying goes: Three women play a show.

Besides, they are four women.

Chirping notes are flying all over the room.

The dishes were served quickly, and when the women were eating happily, the door of the opposite room opened, and she saw Lan Yan.

Lan Yan should have seen her too.

Gu Xiaoxi tilted her head slightly, not wanting to look at her and not looking at her anymore.

The woman's well-trained, pleasant and mellow voice kept ringing.

"Director Gu, we succeeded in cooperating with Mr. Song last time. There is also Mr. Song's own charm in it!"

Lan Yan was talking to the person opposite.

That charming demeanor makes people feel that she really has the appearance of overwhelming the country and the city.

That's right, Gu Xiaoxi also heard about it. The last time their collaboration, Song's entry into the entertainment circle was a big success.

The box office revenue is the highest ever.

Song's stock climbed again, reaching the daily limit.

Gu Xiaoxi could guess that the man next to him should be Song Yihe.

Hey, this is called a man, huh?There is no shortage of women around, and there is no shortage of famous women around men. It is really difficult to be a man. It seems that he has three heads and six arms.

Gu Xiaoxi complained inwardly and became angry at the same time.

She wanted to sit here as much as possible to accompany the three ladies to have a happy meal, otherwise she would be a little rude.

She put down the knife and fork, crossed her fingers under her chin, put her elbows on the table, looked at Ruili, and said with a smile on her face, "Eat more, CDs, no one is allowed to leave these things to me."

She saw the woman on the opposite side took a sip of wine, leaned her body, and walked gracefully to the left.

Mouth-to-mouth hello?
Gu Xiaoxi really wants to pat the table, Song Yihe is a real or fake clean freak, you are not pretending.

She felt so sick that she was going to throw up.

A burst of joyful laughter came from over there.

It seems that there are still many women.

I only heard a man say in a low and hearty voice: "Come on, I respect everyone, I wish us a happy cooperation this time."

"Must, we want to cooperate with Mr. Song for a long time."

Hearing that group of nasty women, Gu Xiaoxi's goosebumps trembled all over the floor, men are really unreasonable.

"Yihe, um..." With a coquettish sound, Lan Yan should have climbed up.

Gu Xiaoxi can't stand such mental stimulation anymore, let me go, in public...

"Ruili, I'm going to take a step ahead, don't worry. I'll settle the bill as soon as I get down, and you can eat slowly. It's still early before work."

After speaking, she really slipped away.

When she came out to the door, she let out a breath with her head upturned.

Then he walked to his car and glanced at the red Maserati.

He slammed the door in the car and left.

The days that followed were very peaceful. She didn't know why, and she didn't want to know why. Usually, it was fine, as long as the child was calm and happy.

This is the day she longed for in her first life.

Pick up the children every day, and go back to rest for more than an hour at noon.

The difference is that he has been living in Song Yihe's building.

He specially protected his precious things so that the children would not damage them.

Besides, the two children are quite sensible, and Biangu Xiaoxi firmly believes that the two children know that Song Yihe is their father.

All the quietness made her doubt and think about how these days came about.

It seemed that everything was so unreal, and she had a feeling that waking up was not a dream.

The daughter has also grown taller, and the son has been yelling about making money all day long. Some things are probably genetic, and her son is interested in those complicated numbers and business operations.

Perhaps because of the advertisement, she has more things to do, some invite her to dinner, some invite her to be a spokesperson, and there are more various entertainments.

Being so busy, she seemed unable to remember the existence of Song Yihe.

She felt that her world was small after all, compared with such a mythical figure, she was insignificant, maybe the previous him was just a whim.

It was her two children who were unhappy in her heart, and those two young hearts were looking forward to his return.

She thought of Jiajia again, the child who shared happiness with her own child, no matter how she looked at it, she felt sad.

Although she also has love.

"Hey, have you seen that a TV series cast by Songshi is about to start, and the movie star Lan Yan is the heroine, and there are a few other big-name stars, and the male lead is also becoming popular nowadays. The characters in this series must be even more popular after filming this series. Have you seen the photos of those people posing around Mr. Song?"

"I saw it, I saw it."

"Hey, don't you guys know more about the news? The one called Feng'er, because he didn't get the hostess, took sleeping pills. Before taking it, he called Mr. Song. No one died, and he is now in the hospital."

A low voice whispered: "You know? Only those who have an affair with Mr. Song dare to do this, who else would dare?"

"Nonsense! Talk about that in everything you do."

An older woman curled her lips in disdain.

"That's right, the news says Mr. Song has gone abroad, and he's still abroad now!"

"Hey! It's the same everywhere. It is said that there is a villa in the United States that he bought for a lover. What kind of lover is this? Lan Yan can't do it!"

"Is it okay to let you know all the president's secrets!"

A few women were gossiping, but no one paid attention to Gu Xiaoxi when he came in.

"Hey, you haven't seen it. Yesterday there was a picture of Mr. Song bowing his head gently to Lan Yanzhi on the Internet. It's so fucking handsome."

"Stop talking, here, look here."

Several women stuck their heads in front of the computer together: "Damn, I did PS and put my face on it."

"Ah? You are such a nympho, what will happen if Mr. Song finds out?"

"What can I do, I'm just his fan, and people don't like me anyway."

"Wow, you're too nympho, don't you have sex every day, drooling..."

"That can't be helped. Such a person lives with me for one day, and I am willing to die tomorrow. It is really the time when people and gods are all angry. What can I do?"

"Stop delusional."

"Hey, I seem to be the only one who admires him so much. You guys have not missed him. Don't look at me with abnormal eyes. I am very normal. I am a real life experience, not like you are hypocritical!"

"Did you say Mr. Song loves women?"

"It's necessary, otherwise, why would women fight for the top position?"

"Woo...my heart is broken..."

Gu Xiaoxi came back quietly, leaned against the wall of the corridor, took out the phone, unlocked it, and slid it lightly.

Finally, my eyes froze on a certain number.