【Through the Book】The President's Cannon Fodder Lover

Gu Mingyuan doesn't play Weibo very often, and spends almost all of his time on work. Although Qinghe Media is one of the main components of Qinghe Group and occupies a major position in the development of Qinghe Group, in the past ten years Qinghe Group Starting to get involved in the real estate and new media industries, Gu Mingyuan rarely has free time after taking over the company.

But recently, Fangyuan discovered that Mr. Gu always stares at his mobile phone when he is free. Sometimes he stares at the WeChat interface in a daze, and sometimes he checks Weibo to read entertainment news. For Yuanyuan, this situation is like the sun coming out from the west. It's also unbelievable, as far as he knows, even Mr. Bai Chenbai and Gu Mingyuan have not paid so much attention to him.

Fang Yuan glanced at the rearview mirror, Gu Mingyuan lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, the clear and unique sound sounded when Weibo was refreshed, and a familiar voice came from the back seat after a while.

"Turn around and go back to the airport," Gu Mingyuan saw the back photo of Yu Xing walking alone with a suitcase in the hot spot, and instantly poked the soft spot in his heart, and ordered Fangyuan without thinking.

Gu Mingyuan also just landed. During this period of time, he participated in meetings everywhere, and personally watched the development of real estate projects in Qianjiang City. He didn't touch the ground and had very little sleep time. Fang Yuan often sighed in his heart that behind the scenery was actually sadness.

The black Maybach was parked near the airport. Gu Mingyuan was watching the financial news in the car, turning his head to look out the window from time to time. Half an hour later, he saw Fang Yuan leading a familiar figure walking towards the car.

As soon as Yu Xing got off the plane and came out of the passage, he was immediately surrounded by enthusiastic fans.

As a star chasing girl, she must have a pair of microscope-like eyes. From the airport background, time, announcement schedule, etc., she can analyze her idol's itinerary and where she will appear, so as to complete the perfect star chasing.

Yu Xing looked around and looked at the enthusiastic boys and girls who surrounded him. He felt an unspeakable touch and joy in his heart. As a popular fried chicken, he had never seen any scenes or enjoyed any treatment. Wherever he appeared, he was always overcrowded. Album sales easily broke records, and fashion magazines took the lead. Until he wore books, these achievements he was once proud of were far away from him.

"All right! Mom loves you! Mom loves you! Mom loves you!"

"All right! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Brother Yu! Brother Yu! Look here!"

"Husband~~~~~~ I love you!"

The crowd was turbulent, shouting one after another, frequently attracting the attention of passers-by. Yu Xing, who was surrounded in the middle and couldn't move an inch, had no temper. Much love, enough for him to respect.

Group photos, autographs, fan requests Yu Xing met one by one, and his fans also cooperated very much. Seeing that the delay at the airport was too long, they spontaneously held hands to make way for Yu Xing to leave the airport smoothly.

As soon as he got out of the airport, he was intercepted by Fang Yuan. Yu Xing was very familiar with Fang Yuan. The special assistant beside Gu Mingyuan could represent Gu Mingyuan himself, but he couldn't figure out why Fang Yuan was here. He knew that he opened the door of the Maybach and saw Sitting in the car, Gu Mingyuan, who looked a little indifferent, secretly guessed that it was possible that his nominal husband wanted to go back to the company with him on a whim?

Yu Xing sat in the back seat of the car cautiously, Fang Yuan raised the fender knowingly, ignoring Yu Xing's eyes asking for help, leaving the private space to the husband and wife.

Gu Mingyuan adjusted his sitting posture and deliberately leaned towards Yu Xing, but still pretended not to care, and asked while watching the financial news: "How is the injury on your body, hot flashes on the island, no inflammation, right? The medical team of the program group Did you treat the wound on time?"

The tone was indifferent, Yu Xing couldn't guess what Gu Mingyuan was thinking, he just regarded it as a greeting from his superior to his subordinates, "Of course, after applying various ointments, the mosquitoes stopped biting me, and the wounds on my body have healed, scabs have formed , just want to scratch."

Gu Mingyuan glanced at Yu Xing's exposed ankle. He was wearing a pair of cropped overalls and slacks, a white T-shirt and a black baseball bat. He looked like a youthful high school student, completely different from the mature and restrained Gu Mingyuan who was wearing a suit.

His gaze stayed on Yu Xing's exposed calf for a few seconds, and he turned his gaze back without moving. He only felt that his throat was extremely dry, "This is a sign that the wound has healed, don't scratch it, it's hard to deal with the inflammation in this season , if not done well, it will leave scars."

"Are you caring about me?" Yu Xing was surprised, his indifferent tone couldn't tell he cared, but he always felt that Mr. Gu, who usually doesn't talk much, was a little rambling now.

Facing Shang Yuxing's surprised gaze, Gu Mingyuan's ears turned red, and he refused to admit it, "No, you are an artist, it's not good to have scars on your body, besides, an endorsement company came over recently and needed to shoot material advertisements. It hurts the senses."

"Oh," Yu Xing complained silently in his heart, the current P-picture technology can make people P don't even know his mother, let alone a few scabbed wounds.

Gu Mingyuan was always looking for topics intentionally or unintentionally along the way. Yu Xing was still a little uncomfortable at first, but after a long time, the chatterbox opened up and he talked endlessly, pouring out what he saw and heard on the island. , can't be a husband and wife and a friend, at least he can pretend to be a tiger.

The Maybach parked in the underground parking lot of Qinghe Media, and Yu Xing got out of the car first. Fang Yuan opened the car door for Gu Mingyuan and saw Mr. Gu who was in a good mood with a smile on his lips. It was rare.

"Mr. Gu, thank you for taking me back to the company on the way, I will definitely remember to bring you a present next time."

Gu Mingyuan, who was still smiling just now, has turned cold now, feeling is not a gift for his husband, "I don't need a gift."

"That's good, it happens to save money, Mr. Gu's gift should not be too cheap, if you don't need me, you can save a lot of money," Yu Xing said without hesitation when he entered the elevator.

Fang Yuan sneaked a glance at Gu Mingyuan whose expression was getting worse.

"Are you short of money now? The cost of recording a variety show should be a lot, if not too much, enough for you to maintain a decent life."

Yu Xing stared at the number going up the elevator, and said without any concealment: "Money making money is the way to survive, and maintaining a decent life has never been my goal. It is better to be capital itself than to be a pawn of capital, and let others control my life." It’s better to let me control everything myself.”

Gu Mingyuan tilted his head, and Yu Xing's confident smile came into his eyes. The person who used to mess around behind him has gradually grown up, and began to emit his own unique dazzling light.

"Handsome Xie Huaiheng is calling, handsome Xie Huaiheng is calling, handsome Xie Huaiheng is calling, handsome..." An embarrassing bell rang in the elevator, but fortunately the floor Yu Xing was going to had already arrived, he pressed the connect button like a gust of wind After rushing out of the elevator, he faintly heard Yu Xing roaring.

"Brother! The ringtone you set for me is so ugly to my ears!"

Gu Mingyuan's face in the elevator turned dark again.