Contract marriage: Gong Shaoqiu let go

Gong Junxi waved his hand, startled by his father's rich imagination, "I have inherited your excellent tradition, how could I do such a thing?"

"That's fine, you're still worried about what I'm going to do in your office." The palace father said nonchalantly.Said without stopping, walked towards the office, opened the door, Gong Junxi stroked his forehead, "Dad."

Father Gong walked into the office, saw the documents scattered all over the floor, frowned, walked into the office in silence, Gong Junxi followed, closed the door, "Explain?" Father Gong raised his brows, looked Documents scattered on the floor.

Gong Junxi was silent and did not speak. Could it be that he was angry because Bai Xiaoqian proposed divorce to him?It's not his style, so it's impossible for him to tell his father.

"Then let me guess, Eric." Every time Gongfu said his English name, Gong Junxi knew that his father was serious.

"Because of career?" Palace Father asked, Gong Junxi shook his head helplessly, "Dad, it's nothing, I can control my emotions well."

"Because of misty things?" Gong Fu didn't listen to Gong Junxi's excuse, and continued to ask questions.Gong Junxi frowned unconsciously, "It seems that I guessed it right." Father Gong smiled slightly, "Sit down, it seems that I am here today to be my son's emotional expert, tell me Bar."

Gong Junxi felt a little uncomfortable, "Dad, we are fine, you are returning to China this time..."

"Eric." Seeing Gong Junxi's obvious avoidance, Father Gong unconsciously raised his voice.Gong Junxi surrendered and sat on the edge of the sofa, "Eric, as a father, I have been too strict with your emotional education. I always feel that your mother has done a good job emotionally, but I have forgotten that as a husband , and your future adult father, I may need to tell you about this matter."

Gong Junxi folded his hands on his chest, looked at his father's expression, his temples jumped more cheerfully than before for some reason, and said helplessly, "Dad, you don't need to put on such a sad expression, I'm fine for the time being." Isn't he A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but an adult man of 27 or [-]. His feelings are like those that have been sealed in the deep sea. .

"Okay." The palace father put away his sad expression, "Then tell me what's going on?" He glanced at the messy documents on the ground.

Gong Junxi looked at the past, spread his hands and said: "I think this is a normal emotional vent. You should have had a few times when you couldn't communicate with your mother, and you were angry."

The palace father looked at his son and nodded, why did he feel as if he was being preached by this kid, "So how can it be smooth sailing in relationships, especially in marriage, there will always be some twists and turns, but I will handle them well of."

The palace father nodded in satisfaction, "It's best if you can think that way." Then the subject changed, "But you haven't told me what happened between you, Eric, the twists and turns in the mall are still my back then. Taught you.” This means, don’t play tricks in front of Lao Tzu, especially if I taught you.

Gong Junxi was speechless, and it took a long time before he spoke, "Sorry, I can't tell you about this."

The palace father also realized the seriousness of this matter, and said earnestly: "After all, this is your life, and I can't get involved in it all, but what I want to tell you is that girl Mengmeng is pretty good, you should cherish it .”

Gong Junxi was bitter in his heart, of course he knew that Mengmeng was very good, if it was her, how could he let her get angry and frown, but Mengmeng was dead, and he knew this better than anyone else.

Gong Junxi said, "Dad, I understand."

"That girl talked to me about the idea of ​​architectural design last time. I think she is quite talented, but there are many talented people, but the most important thing is to have a warm heart, otherwise no matter how good the building is, it will be just a piece of cake. It’s just a cold building, but I have an idea to take her to France for development.”

Gong Junxi frowned, "Dad, what do you mean?"

The palace father looked at his frowning, "I haven't told you to let her go, you are so nervous, don't worry, I just want to take her to France to see the Rosenlina exhibition in a few days, I believe this It's a big temptation for every architect."

"Dad, you came here this time because of this matter." Gong Junxi stood up.

Gongfu nodded with a smile, "It's not all. I'm not going to come and see you." Gong Junxi thinks it's better not to say what you said, but he didn't expect that Bai Xiaoqian and her parents only met once. The time is just the time for a meal, and the impression left on the two old people is not bad.

"Okay, you can continue to work, I'll go first." Father Gong saw that it was getting late, and left the office, "By the way, let's go out for dinner with the whole family in the evening."

Gong Junxi said with a sullen face, "Are you staying in a hotel this time or going home?"

"The hotel, I will return to France the day after tomorrow." Gongfu said.

"Then why not eat at home." Gong Junxi suggested.

The palace father nodded, "Okay."

Gong Junxi looked at the back of his father leaving, smiled slightly, sat on the desk, knocked on the table unconsciously with one hand, made a regular sound, and took out the mobile phone with the corner of his lips hooked.

Bai Xiaoqian didn't know how long she had been squatting on the ground, but her legs felt a little numb, and the sound of rain outside the window was still incessant. Recently, City A has officially entered the rainy season, and the weather is still cool even in midsummer. She got up and walked towards the guest room Go, the guest rooms are also simple black, white and gray. Some people say that you can see the personality of a person by looking at the decoration of the house.

Just like the impression Wang Subei gave himself at the beginning, a cold heart was wrapped in a warm skin.She shook her head, feeling that it was not good for her to think so much about her benefactor.

The phone rang again in the empty room. She walked quickly to the living room, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and picked it up without looking at the caller ID because she was afraid that the person opposite would hang up, "It's me." The voice of the person on the other side made Bai Xiaoqian subconsciously take away the phone and glance at the caller ID.

He picked up the phone in such a hurry just now, and never thought that it would be Gong Junxi calling again. What else do they have to talk about now?

There was no sound on the other side in an instant, Gong Junxi looked at the phone that was talking, and almost thought she had hung up, "Hello." He said tentatively.

"I'm listening." Bai Xiaoqian replied flatly, "What is it?"

"Dad comes to eat at home tonight, where are you, I'll pick you up." Gong Junxi said.

Bai Xiaoqian didn't expect that Gong Junxi called because of this incident. She sat on the sofa again, resting her forehead with one hand, and was about to agree, but she hardened her heart, "I think we've made everything clear just now .”

"Bai Xiaoqian, it was you who unilaterally brought up the problem. Did I say anything?" Gong Junxi couldn't help but growl no matter how good-tempered he was.

"I won't appear in front of you again, until you sign the divorce agreement." Bai Xiaoqian hung up the phone, turned off the phone, and pulled out the phone card. Last time Gong Junxi told her that in order to prevent her from being The murderer kidnapped her and installed a tracking and positioning device on her mobile phone card. In order to prevent him from finding her exact location, Bai Xiaoqian directly threw the mobile phone card into the trash can.

The world seemed to be quiet all of a sudden. She leaned on the sofa cushion and raised her head to look at the chandelier on the ceiling. The crystal chandelier shone brightly, causing overlapping shadows to appear in people's eyes.

Get out as soon as possible before you get stuck in the mud, but is she really not in the mud now?In the end, the marriage that was thought to be able to escape unscathed turned into a mess.

Gong Junxi looked at the phone that had been hung up many times, and gritted his teeth, "Bai Xiaoqian!" But when he dialed again, it was turned off immediately. He looked at the phone with hatred, and a panic hit his heart. He was afraid, afraid of Bai Xiaoqian With such a determined expression, he was afraid that this marriage would really end like this. He couldn't tell whether it was the end of the life with this person or the end of the hope of finding the murderer.

Luxurious crystal chandeliers illuminate every corner of the restaurant. The dining tables are covered with exquisite food and exquisite drinks. The restaurant is so quiet that there is only the sound of metal tableware colliding, so beautiful and clear. Huang Lingling is wearing a decent dress , looking at the man sitting opposite with a smile, the man has handsome facial features, his eyebrows are lowered and he is gracefully cutting the foie gras in front of him, his cuffs glow blue under the light because of the movements on his wrists, which makes him even more handsome .

But the palace father silently took this scene into his eyes, "Junxi, where is Mengmeng?" He asked lightly.

Huang Lingling kept silent, lowered her head, and Gong Junxi raised her head, "She has a job, so she won't be coming back tonight." The father of the palace said with a sullen face, "Does our daughter-in-law of the Gong family have to work so hard? Neither do you." Advise well."

Gong Junxi replied with a lot of effort: "Don't you still say that you want to take her to France to develop? Now you can't bear the hardships in China, how can you go abroad?"

"You!" You dare to choke me with words, "She is your wife, and you don't want to help me in China?"

Gong Junxi frowned slightly, thinking of the scene in the rain unexpectedly in his mind, a sneer sneered across the corner of his mouth, probably someone was vying for help.

"If you can't handle this matter well, how can you be the daughter-in-law of the Gong family." Gong Junxi said coldly.

Did this kid take gunpowder tonight? "Lingling, your godmother also mentioned that you will come to the French manor later, when will you go?" The palace father brought the topic to Huang Lingling.

Huang Lingling smiled slightly, but she held the fork tightly with both hands, "I'll wait for a while to go, I haven't been to China for a long time, I want to stay longer."

Huang Lingling didn't miss the slightest change in the expression on the palace father's face, looking at him, it seemed that the palace mother hadn't told him what was on her mind, so she was slightly relieved.

The father of the palace nodded, but he didn't get too entangled in this topic, "It is true that you have been abroad for so many years, and finally came back, so you can stay for a while."