The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

The scorching breath rushed towards his face, Mu Qingge's mind went blank, but his body reacted first.

The newly designed wedding dress was quietly placed in the room, and the flames had already spread there.

How could flimsy fabrics resist the erosion of fire?

"Are you okay, talk!" Xu Xiaoran on the other end of the phone stopped crying.

"It's on fire." Mu Qingge didn't care about other things, the skirt of her wedding dress was burning with fire, she took off her coat, and tried her best to cover the flames and extinguish it.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and when the flames on the wedding dress were extinguished, Mu Qingge was already in the flames, and the billowing smoke made it difficult for her to breathe.

As soon as she walked to the door frame, she felt that she was about to pass out, and her eyes were covered by smoke, and she couldn't see clearly.

She didn't know what she stepped on, and she slipped and jumped forward. The wedding dress whose skirt was burned by fire was firmly placed on her chest.

Mu Qingge felt that she was about to die, and the corners of her eyes were filled with tears, which made her even more unable to see the road ahead, but she felt lucky again.

Fortunately, Mu Qingyu was not here.

While in a coma, Mu Qingge saw a black figure running towards him, it was Gu Xiuye.

He looked anxious, and a pair of pitch-black eyes were very bright at this moment, reflecting the color of the fire.

Panting for breath, Mu Qingge loosened his fingers a little, and then grabbed Gu Xiuye's sleeve, as if grabbing the last straw.

She inhaled too much smoke, and her consciousness was collapsing at the moment, only Gu Xiuye ​​could be seen.

"I'll take you away." The voice sounded very pleasant at this moment, and then he hugged her horizontally and left the room quickly.

There was a gust of wind whistling in my ears, and the sound of a man panting, which finally turned into a police car honking. Mu Qingge still refused to let go of the wedding dress in his hand.

Consciousness regained consciousness, the surroundings had changed, the orange red from the flames had turned into a pale wall, and there was some tingling on the back of his hand, and Mu Qingge knew that he had been sent to the hospital for an infusion.

There was a small head beside the hospital bed, and it was Mu Qingyu who fell asleep lying on the bed.

Mu Qingge looked at the surrounding wards. She was the only one. Judging from the decoration configuration, it should be a VIP ward.

There were cartoons on the wall of the TV, the volume was turned to the minimum, so that Mu Qingge was not disturbed, but the date in the lower right corner made her sit up suddenly from the hospital bed.

Ten twenty in the morning on the 27th.

At two o'clock this afternoon, the final of the skills competition will be held.

Her actions woke up Mu Qingyu. The little guy rubbed his eyes, saw that Mu Qingge woke up, and cheered, "Sister, you finally woke up! Do you feel anything wrong? My name is Doctor come here!"

Along with the doctor, there was also Gu Xiuye.

Mu Qingge looked up at Gu Xiuye, ignoring the needle on the back of his hand, "I'm going to participate in the skills competition!"

Her tone was firm and slightly hoarse.

Gu Xiuye ​​never thought that this would be the first thing she said after waking up, so she vetoed it without much thought: "Not now, you just woke up, you have to cooperate with the doctor's treatment, or you will fall into the root cause of the disease."

"I can..." Mu Qingge retorted in a low voice, a burst of dizziness hit her, making her unable to refute Gu Xiuye ​​firmly.

She knew that this man was doing it for her own good, but she really wanted to participate in the competition, "I'm going."

This cognition is extremely firm.

Looking at those eyes, Gu Xiuye ​​couldn't refuse for a while. He has always been conniving towards Mu Qingge, "But your current situation is not very good, and there are still many opportunities in the future..."

Gu Xiuye ​​softened his tone, trying to make Mu Qingge rethink and change his mind.

How long will the next opportunity last?
Mu Qingge didn't know, she only knew that she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"Just let me go." She looked down at the back of her hand, and the responsible doctor had helped her re-install the infusion needle.

That potion of unknown composition, and a large bottle.

The long and curly eyelashes kept shaking, Gu Xiuye ​​pursed his lips, and looked away, he really couldn't see Mu Qingge was about to cry.

"I agree with the doctor." In the end, he still compromised, "The skirt you designed has been burnt, are you sure you want to take it to the competition?"

When the question was raised, Mu Qingge hesitated for a while before slowly raising her head, the corners of her eyes were red, she didn't say anything.

Just looking at Gu Xiuye ​​like this can make Gu Xiuye ​​declare his surrender and sit down to comfort her.

"Okay, you can go if you want. The police are still investigating the fire accident. They will ask you to come over for questioning. After sk and the skills competition organizer's face-to-face news clarification, the reward for No.1 will also be changed. gone."

As Gu Xiuye ​​said, he raised his phone, and the latest news from the organizer was displayed on the screen. The No.1 reward became the ability to hold a show at Milan Fashion Week alone, fully funded by the organizer.

Compared with the previous one, it was a bit inferior, but it also drew a clear line with SK to avoid suspicion.

Mu Qingge didn't care about these prizes, she just regretted the dress, "I don't care about these."

She clearly understood that the organizer's statement and the subsequent changes to the prizes were ordered by Gu Xiuye.

"You just have to do what you want to do well, and I will take care of the other things."

Gu Xiuye ​​stretched out his hand to cover Mu Qingge's fingers. Today's weather is not bad, but her fingers are cold, only Gu Xiuye's palm is warm.

It was so warm that she couldn't refuse to push it away for a while.

Mu Qingyu didn't know when she left with the doctor tactfully. Only Gu Xiuye ​​stayed in the ward, just looking at her, and the two of them didn't talk much.

Time slipped away like this little by little, Gu Xiuye's cell phone rang from time to time, and the last ring came.

He turned on the phone, and Mu Qingge's peripheral vision caught the caller's name as Qin Mian.

"Mr. Gu, there is a problem in the stock market!"

The voice was anxious, as if something important had happened.

Gu Xiuye ​​glanced at Mu Qingge, coughed and said, "I'm in the hospital, come over and talk to me face to face, and bring your lunch along the way."

Qin Mian was obviously stunned, and it took him a long time to reply weakly: "Oh."

The phone was hung up mercilessly by Gu Xiuye, Mu Qingge looked away unnaturally, and pretended to mention it unintentionally: "Is there something wrong with the company?"

I can't help but think of the last time Gu Xiuye ​​was discussing the contract with Mr. Zhou, if she interrupted it, would it affect SK?
Mu Qingge's eyes darkened, and he pulled his wrist back and put it on the other side, intentionally avoiding Gu Xiuye.

These seemingly unrelated things are reminding Mu Qingge, making her realize that she and Gu Xiuye ​​have become a little intimate just now.