Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

"Qingcuo is a very different woman. She has been an abandoned child of the family since she was a child. She is different from those of us who have families. She has no sense of security." Feng Anyan recalled Gu Qingcuo's voice and smile, and said lightly, " She is very different from Mu Lan, and the one most similar to her should be Yu Panning."

"You mean to ask me to think about Qingcuo's motives for doing these things from Panning's perspective?" He Zhaoyuan asked ignorantly.

"I just said that the two of them live in very similar environments." Feng Anyan frowned and said, "But Yu Panning and Gu Qingzu's methods must be different. Yu Panning is more indecisive than Gu Qingzu."

"I've been talking for a long time, but I didn't say anything." He Zhaoyuan sighed deeply, and said helplessly, "I just want to know the reason for Gu Qingzu's actions, why he was so close to me at the beginning, and then avoided me like a scourge ?”

"I don't think this matter should be rushed. Haven't you heard a word? You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Feng Anyan sighed and said, "Let's explore Gu Qingyu's inner world slowly, maybe we can understand it What's she thinking, isn't she?"

"What you said... makes sense." He Zhaoyuan frowned while nodding.

At this time, Gu Qingyu didn't know that the other two men were discussing how to enter her inner world, and she was discussing with the designer when to meet Shen Qingyan.

At this time, she happened to stop under Shen Qingyan's huge poster, looking at the delicate facial features and confident smile of the woman above, Gu Qingcu felt inexplicably sad.

She understood that Shen Qingyan's real smile might not be like that, it was just an illusion created to cater to this world.

Shen Qingyan is like an exquisite porcelain doll for the outside world to watch. People marvel at her perfection, praise her beauty, and flatter her as a fairy.

But only Shen Qingyan knew that without those auras, she was just an ordinary person.

"Mr. Gu, the time has been arranged. At noon tomorrow, the restaurant on the fifth floor of the Glenn Hotel." The designer said happily.

"Thank you." Gu Qingyu smiled slightly, and thanked you after recovering.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Qingyu looked at the woman on the poster again, and then drove home.

Along the way, she kept thinking about why she was fighting so hard, was it because she was angry when she found out that she was an outcast in the family, and wanted to prove it?Or is it to build confidence for yourself in order to prevent yourself from being abandoned by others?

She had already forgotten, the only thing she remembered was the fake smile on her face when she first climbed up, those expressions didn't come from the heart, they just involved the muscles on her face to make a perfect smile.

If the audience is happy, she will succeed.

Nowadays, she may not need to flatter others with a fake smile, but Gu Qingyu always feels a sense of loss. It turns out that if she wears too many masks, she can no longer find the real face under the mask, even her own face. I also forgot how I laughed.

Tears dripped from Gu Qingku's eyes, passed through the corner of her delicate jaw and onto the back of her hand. She drove into the garage of her community. No one knew why she was crying, maybe even she herself didn't understand.

He Zhaoyuan and Feng Anyan came out of the restaurant together, both of them were slightly drunk, but luckily they could still walk.

"I'm so sorry." Feng Anyan said suddenly while walking.

"What do you regret?" He Zhaoyuan regained consciousness when the cold wind blew, and asked with a yawn.

"I regret that I didn't explain clearly to Mu Lan at that time!" Feng Anyan said, "If I had explained it from the beginning, maybe Mu Lan wouldn't have left!"

"You regret it now?" He Zhaoyuan smiled and hiccupped, "It's late! This is a lesson for you! Let you understand that Mulan is not plasticine, and won't let you knead it. "

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong." Feng Anyan sighed and said, "I...the most regretful and stupid thing I did in my life was pretending to be smart...acting this scene without telling Mu Lan. play."

"You are acting, but Mu Lan is not. You can say those hurtful words, but Mu Lan has kept these words in your heart. Do you think you are an asshole?!" He Zhaoyuan asked with a sneer.

"I'm going to regret it to death, don't sprinkle salt on my wound anymore." Feng Anyan said decadently, "Zhaoyuan, can you let me meet Mu Lan? Even if it's a video! Or she has Didn't send you a recent photo? Huh?"

"You think beautifully!" He Zhaoyuan was touched for a moment when he heard Feng Anyan's slightly drunken words, but soon he pushed Feng Anyan and said, "What's the benefit of me giving you these?"

Feng Anyan staggered a few steps, and supported the lamp post to stand firm. This time, the two of them deliberately chose a hidden western restaurant where few people pass by, so even if they were noisy, they would not be published in the newspaper like last time.

"Whatever you want...I'll give it to you! As long as I can see Mu Lan." Feng Anyan said leaning against the street lamp.

"Then I want your company and your position as the head of the Feng family, will you give it to me too?" He Zhaoyuan said with a smile.

"Here!" Feng Anyan said proudly, and then laughed himself out.

He Zhaoyuan also followed him and laughed, the two men laughed for a while, He Zhaoyuan stepped forward and hooked Feng Anyan's neck and said: "Let's go! You will see Mu Lan."

"Yeah, I'll see you, I dream about her every night, and now it's time to wear her again." Feng Anyan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

The two took a taxi and returned to their home, without talking all night.

On the morning of the second day, Feng Anyan just woke up, thinking about what happened last night, he patted his face: "It's over, what did I say?"

He hurriedly jumped out of bed, washed up as quickly as possible, put on his clothes and ran outside.

Fortunately, he didn't eat it when he arrived at the company. Feng Tian wanted to write and draw in his office, but he didn't know what he was doing.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Feng Anyan came in and asked.

"This is the prototype of the commercial sent by Zhaoyuan. Take a look, there is still a budget." Seeing Feng Anyan coming, Feng Tian wanted to pass the information in his hand to Feng Anyan.

"These..." Feng Anyan recognized at a glance that this was the idea he discussed with He Zhaoyuan last night, but he didn't expect him to make it for himself so quickly.

"An Yan, have you been drinking again?" When Feng An Yan was looking at the information, Feng Tian's sharp eyes seemed to nail him through.

"Ah... drank a little." Feng Anyan concealed his guilt.

"I think you didn't just drink a little." Feng Tian wanted to frowned, rubbing his chin in thought, "Tell me, when you came back last night, was your father bumping into you?"

Feng Anyan took a deep breath, turned to look at Feng Tian and thought: "No way?"

"What do you think? But father didn't say much, it's your fate." Seeing that he successfully frightened Feng Anyan, Feng Tianxiang said with a proud face.

Feng Anyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.