The Warm Wife of a Rich Family: The CEO's No. 1 New Favorite

"I gave you half a month! You just make something like this for me?" Gu Nancheng raised his eyebrows, and poked his fingers heavily on the thick stack of documents, "Look at it yourself, look at it What on earth is shown on the projector, you think I can’t understand something that doesn’t catch the key points, if I show it to customers, what will they think?”

Gu Nancheng roared like a roar, a group of people were sitting upright, lowered their heads, like eggplants just beaten by frost.

"What? I'm speechless? Didn't you all promise me that I would finish this project well? Where did you go with your eloquent posture?" Gu Nancheng's brows were twisted into a pimple, and the door was so stuffy that it hurt, As the president of Gu Ming International Group, he has to be picky, and he has to do the best that others can't do and what's not good enough. Otherwise, how can he stabilize his position as the top three companies in Asia?

He didn't believe that without Gu Jianing, after canceling the cooperation, he couldn't make something decent by himself.

"Mr. Gu, you keep getting calls!" Just when the atmosphere was tense for a while, the assistant rushed in and said tremblingly that Mr. Gu had ordered that if there is an emergency during the meeting, he must be notified immediately. .

"Get out!" Gu Nancheng turned his head and glared at him, he was angry now, how could he care about other things?
Before the assistant came in, he had already made enough mental preparations. He was already unwilling to stay in this terrifying meeting room with the breath of death, so he left immediately as if he had fled after hearing Gu Nancheng's order.

Gu Nancheng's eyes fell on the people present again, "Your team, you can leave!" He said coldly, leaving no room for it.

The group of people finally moved, some looked at each other in blank dismay, and some glanced at the person who was speaking from the corner of their eyes from time to time, not knowing what to do next, looking like a group of dragons without a leader.

"I tell you to get out, can't you hear me?" Gu Nancheng roared angrily.

A group of people were really startled by the sound, jumped up from their chairs, and walked out the door.

"I said Old Gu, isn't it appropriate to do this?" Special Assistant Han, who was sitting silently by the side, looked at Gu Nancheng who was holding his forehead, and finally spoke.

"I know what you want to say, so you can shut up." After Gu Nancheng finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the meeting room.

"Who called just now?" Gu Nancheng took the phone from the assistant's hand and asked, his tone obviously much better than before.

"It's a number that doesn't show a note." The little assistant responded, still feeling a little nervous.

He clicked on the communication records, looked at several pages of rejection records, hesitated for a moment, and chose to call back.

"Mr. Gu!" The voice on the other end of the phone revealed joy, "I am a doctor from the medical team, and the patient just woke up!"

Gu Nancheng was stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart that he had been stabbed severely by something. For a moment, joy took hold of his heart, and only then did he slightly curl the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. Gu?" Seeing that Gu Nancheng didn't respond, he asked tentatively.

"Okay, I see, I'll go there right away!" He said with force and calmness.

Stepping on the accelerator all the way, he rushed to the medical room in a short while.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor, and a white-haired doctor stood at the door, seemingly waiting for him.

"Can I go in now?" Gu Nancheng panted continuously, his chest heaving up and down due to the intense running.

"Mr. Gu, maybe there is something I need to tell you now." The doctor ignored his question and said seriously.

Looking at the other party's eyes, Gu Jianing felt a little strange, and his face slowly darkened. At that moment, countless possibilities flashed in his mind.

He wasn't sure, but he had to admit the possibility.

"Speak." He heard his own voice say lightly.

"The patient has indeed woken up, which can be said to be a miracle!" The doctor paused for a while, "But..." He tried his best to spit out these two words, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't continue. go down.

"But what!" Gu Nancheng held his breath and urged excitedly.

The doctor gave him a meaningful look, "But after our examination, we found that part of the patient's memory is missing."

"What do you mean? Amnesia?" Gu Nancheng lost control of his emotions and yelled sharply. He grabbed the other party's collar with one hand, and his eyes became hot and red because of anger or excitement.

He waited so long, so long, until she finally woke up, only to find that she is now a robot without any memory?He took a breath, his heart seemed to be tightened at that moment, his hands suddenly lost strength, and he let go of the person in front of him.

"Mr. Gu, don't get excited. The car accident caused a lot of damage to the patient's brain, and memory loss is unavoidable. Maybe there is a possibility of recovering the memory." The doctor comforted.

Gu Nancheng remained silent, sat down on the bench next to him, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

"I want to sit down for a while before going in." He said softly, his voice was cold like the night wind. "You're making sure she really has amnesia."

The doctor nodded slightly and didn't say much, leaving him alone in the empty corridor.

His eyes fell on the faint smoke, and he was suddenly a little confused. He almost never felt this way. He has always been a representative of wisdom and decisiveness. He himself felt a little inconceivable about the sudden sensibility at this moment.

Life has always had a fly in the ointment, good things take time, happiness is extremely sad, and people are not exchanged for things.

This is something he can't decide, so no matter what, he can only face it.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt, threw it away, straightened his collar a little, then opened the door and walked in.

"Do you really not know who you are?" A doctor in the ward frowned and asked again.

"Don't ask me anymore, I don't know anything." The person on the hospital bed screamed impatiently. Before he came in, the doctors in the ward had already asked all kinds of questions, but still found nothing. The brain is like new, from the moment she opened her eyes, she really started to record in her mind.

Gu Nancheng raised his hand and gestured for them to stop.

"Mr. Gu, the patient's condition is total amnesia, which means that she has completely forgotten her life background." The doctor standing aside explained.

"Okay, you guys go out first!" Gu Nancheng said lightly, but there was a kind of majesty in his tone.

For a moment, only he and her were left in the ward full of various medical equipment.

"Who are you?" The man on the hospital bed felt the other person's gaze, moved back a little unconsciously, and looked at him vigilantly.

Gu Nancheng glanced at her, and approached her step by step.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He sat on the chair next to him.

Looking at that face quietly, it may be because of the treatment, her face is still a little pale, her long eyelashes are trembling slightly, her almond eyes are still lively, a tear mole is dotted under her eyes, her long hair is like Like seaweed, it is slightly curled up and tilted down casually.

He chuckled unconsciously.

"Who are you?" The man asked again, the uneasiness towards strangers in his heart dissipated a little because of his smile.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are?"

She was puzzled, her brows were slightly frowned, and her small mouth was slightly pursed.

"Listen well, you are Su Liang, Su from Gusu, icy cold." Gu Nancheng said each word, what flashed in his eyes, pity?Is it helpless?No one knows.

"Su Liang..." she murmured to herself, her voice was nice, between soft and melodious.

He looked at her, suddenly a little overwhelmed, his eyes were a little hot.

……

"Wanwen, why are you here now? I'm starving to death." Gu Jianning sat on the bed and complained.

Obviously, his body was not affected by any sequelae after the rescue, but the doctor still insisted on letting him stay in the hospital for a period of time, and Qingyu had to take care of the work, which led to him being alone in the ward for a while. It was very boring, and Wenwen would leave from time to time, which made him a little unhappy.

More precisely, loneliness.

Steadily still poured out the soup in the thermos little by little, as if he didn't hear it.

"Wenwen, are you listening?" Seeing that Wenwen didn't respond, Gu Jianning raised her voice,

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wenwen raised her head to look at him suddenly as if she woke up suddenly. She had to admit that Gu Nancheng's words were still hard for her to let go.

"Wenwen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Gu Jianing looked at her pale face, and Wenwen was in a trance, raised her hand and put it on her forehead.

"I'm fine." Wenwen said calmly, pulling his hand down.

"..." Gu Jianing was silent, but she could feel the unhappiness.

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence, which made people a little unnatural.

"Stable, if you have anything, you can tell me." Gu Jianing added, looking at her slightly haggard look, felt inexplicably distressed.

Steadily nodded slightly, but did not answer.

If you wanted me to open up to you, why didn't you tell me anything?I don't know your past, everything about you, and I don't even dare to calculate how much I know about you.There was a voice in her heart complaining in a low voice, but her expression didn't change much.

"Gu Jianning." She spoke steadily.

"Huh?" He felt a little uneasy when he heard Wenwen suddenly call his full name.

"Can I ask you a question?" She set her eyes on his deep eyes and met his eyes.

"You ask." Although he didn't know her intention, since she wanted to know, he would naturally answer without hesitation.

"Do you love me?"

The steady voice was soft, like whispering, or talking to himself.