Help each other with "silence"

Chapter 42:

As Tuyu said before leaving.

Seven days later, Gu Yimo's company received a notice from the court.

The company's shareholders were in a commotion, and they all came here with a questioning tone, asking Gu Yimo all kinds of questions.

But Gu Yimo disappeared one by one.

She lived in the company after that day, and Shen Mo didn't come to the company. The two hadn't met or communicated for a week.

The undercurrent surged and converged, turning into a gray-black chain, restraining a person curled up in a certain white room.

And recently in the morning, an extended Mercedes-Benz with a military plate number drove up downstairs from Gu Yimo's company.

The driver's door opened, and a middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper stepped out. His hair was carefully combed and his suit was neatly arranged. Although his hair was a little gray, his body was strong and straight.

He walked around the front of the car, walked to the back seat, opened the door, bent slightly, raised his hand to block it, and said in a respectful tone: "Commander."

Following the man's words, an old man with gray hair slowly got down from the back seat.

Said to be an old man, to look at it is not as old as an old man.

With resolute facial features, a straight back, and a height of 1.8 meters, he is not in a hurry but step by step with an oppressive aura.

Is a noble soldier.

"Chen Zang, don't call me that if you're not in the army." The old man who was called the commander walked down to the front of the company, straightened his clothes, and glanced at Chen Zang who was about to get in the car to the parking garage. His voice was soft but strong. And magnetic.

He must have been a good man when he was young.

"I'm used to it." Chen Zang smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes appeared as he squinted, showing the texture of age.

The old man looked at the things in the corner of Chen Zang's eyes, his heroic eyes softened, and he turned around and entered the company without saying anything.

When we arrived at the reception hall, the old man sat on the sofa in the reception area, and while he was waiting for Chen Zang, he took a look at the newspaper beside him.

When he saw the first piece of news, those black eyes that were similar to someone flickered, showing a trace of helplessness and a trace of love, but the rest was a little confusing.

Chen Zang parked the car and walked towards the old man. On the way, he took out his mobile phone and dialed someone.

"Miss, the commander is here." After saying this, she didn't know what the other party said, so she hung up the phone.

When Chen Zang walked to the sofa where the old man was, a woman walking anxiously stepped out of the elevator in front of him.

An exquisite little suit, a tall and handsome figure, and long black hair that is meticulously styled.

It was Gu Yimo.

The old man sitting on the sofa had already put back the newspaper, looking at the person who came, with a doting smile on his old face showing age in his determination.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Yes, this old man is Gu Yimo's grandfather, Gu Mo.

Gu Yimo once asked his grandfather why he was called Mo with such a strange word.

At that time, grandpa smiled and returned: "The ink is pure, black as clear water, elegant and fragrant."

And Gu Mo is indeed such a person.

"Why, granddaughter won't come back to see grandpa, isn't grandpa allowed to come and see granddaughter?" Gu Mo got up, looked at Gu Yimo in front of him and squinted his eyes. of black.

"I don't have it." Gu Yimo pursed her lips, but she seemed so powerless.

"Let's go up first." Gu Yimo followed Gu Mo into the elevator, and poured tea for him and Chen Zang in the office.

"Uncle Zang surprised me when he called me." Gu Yimo took a sip of his coffee and sat next to Gu Mo, not as cold as usual, but rather casual.

"Is it so scary for grandpa to come to see you? The two little girls of Lin Xuan came to see me, an old man, a while ago, and your granddaughter is calm." Gu Mo pretended to be serious, but there was something in his eyes. smile.

"Oh, I'm busy. I'll be home in a few days." Gu Yimo smiled and looked at Gu Mo.

"You three girls are all the same, so you don't need to worry about it." Gu Mo took a sip of tea and was stunned, "You have improved a lot in making tea."

"As long as Grandpa likes it." Listening to Gu Mo's words, Gu Yimo stared at the cup of tea in his hand in a daze, and felt the silence so suddenly.

That person has flooded his life.

The clothes were chosen by her and folded.

This long hair is often taken care of by her.

The skill of making tea was also taught by her not to drink too much coffee on her rest day.

She is always so gentle, so gentle that it is like a drug, which makes it impossible to quit.

"Momo, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Gu Yimo was in a daze, Gu Mo took a sip of his tea, still smiling gently with genuine affection.

However, that doting only occupies a few traces of emotion, and there are still so many, in those dark eyes like ink, people can't understand.

Like his calligraphy, the ink is pure black, but it is as black as clear water.

Can't figure it out, hard to figure it out.