He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

Quickly tighten the slightly open neckline of the bathrobe

Gu Ling watched the news and silently swallowed the cold water in his mouth.

Fortunately, no choking.

Another message popped up, and Gu Ling looked down.

[Party A (broker): ps Tencent Conference is an online conference app. 】

Gu Ling: "..."

Choking now.

While coughing, he replied:

【Ling: I know. 】

Fortunately, they know that this is an online meeting app, right?Don't think there's anything wrong with using it for bedtime videos or something?

After Gu Ling sent this message, he opened the app store and downloaded Tencent Conference.

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, and it didn't take long to get used to it.

This is probably the progress after the vicissitudes of life.

He got up and took a brief wash before leaving the bedroom.

Breakfast has been set up in the dining room, and everyone is already seated on the long table. Sandwiches, fried bags, coffee, milk, stewed noodles, etc. are all available, but it is obvious that Gu Ling and Gu Ying's portion is not prepared.

"Come on, Ann, eat the eggs."

"Dad, this pickle tastes good, try it..."

"Grandpa get me the peanut butter."

The family at the dining table enjoyed themselves happily, seeing Gu Ling approaching, they didn't stop chatting and eating.

When old man Gu saw him, his wrinkled face suddenly stretched longer, and he snorted coldly: "I'm so embarrassed to come out, I was so embarrassed to slam the door last night, and woke up An'an!"

The old lady persuaded: "Don't care about this kind of white-eyed wolf, it hurts your body."

Gu Ling pretended not to hear, and went straight to the kitchen.

Old man Gu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but he couldn't do anything about him for the time being, so he had to endure it.

Gu Ying was struggling to find some ingredients to make breakfast in the kitchen, when she saw Gu Ling come in and walk around, she asked, "What are you looking for?"

Gu Ling said casually: "Qi Che wants me to take pictures of the three meals a day and send them to him."

As he spoke, he dug out a pack of dry toast that was probably out of date, and took a photo.

When the shutter was pressed, Gu An happened to come in to get a bottle of milk. Hearing Gu Ling's words and seeing the toast he took, he frowned, and hurried out to report to Old Man Gu.

Gu Ling lowered his head, his eyes fell on the dry bread in the photo, which was not suitable for breakfast, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Gu Ying said distressedly: "I don't want to eat this...my sister will cook noodles for you."

Gu Ling raised his eyes to look at her, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of old man Gu's crutches hitting the ground came from the restaurant, and Gu Jianguo, the eldest son of Gu, roared:

"Get out of here!"

Gu Ying was taken aback, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she looked at Gu Ling worriedly, but saw a trace of constriction in his slightly raised eyes.

Gu Ling held the phone in one hand and the bag of bread in the other, and walked over casually: "What are you doing?"

Old man Gu saw that he was still holding the bag of bread, and his face was extremely delicate, he patted the table vigorously: "Are you blind? With so much food, who are you holding that bag of bread against?"

Gu Ling laughed: "There is a lot to eat, but isn't it not for me?"

Old man Gu glared at Gu Jianguo and winked, Gu Jianguo had no choice but to ask the live-in nanny to get new bowls and chopsticks with a dark face.

Gu Ling sat in the empty seat and motioned for Gu Ying to come too.

Two sets of new bowls and chopsticks were placed in front of them. Gu Ling picked up the chopsticks, propped them on the porcelain white plate, and lifted his chin slightly: "It's too far away, I can't reach it."

Old man Gu was filled with suffocated anger, so he had no choice but to signal to move all the breakfast on the table to Gu Ling.

Gu An was so angry that the fried egg in his mouth was no longer delicious, he dropped the plate and dropped the bowl and stared at Gu Ling fiercely.

Gu Ling unhurriedly picked up his phone and took a picture of the table.

After taking the picture, put down the phone and pick up the chopsticks.

There were exquisite breakfasts in front of him, and Gu Ling's eyes just swayed casually, and finally landed on a basket of soup dumplings.

There is only the last one left in the steamer. Soup dumplings are Gu An's favorite food. No one in the family will snatch them from him. Even old man Gu will leave them all to his precious grandson without moving.

Gu Ling stretched out his chopsticks, but looked at Gu An's increasingly ugly face.

When the chopsticks finally touched the steamed buns, Gu An suddenly stood up and wanted to grab the steamer.

To him, this steamed stuffed bun is a trivial matter, but being eaten by Gu Ling is a shame, dignity matters.

However, as soon as he moved, Old Man Gu and Gu Jianguo said softly, "Sit down!"

Gu An suddenly lost his face, but the old man did not budge.

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Gu An with a faint smile, even the red mole under his eyes felt more aggressive.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly changed, and all the Gu family members looked gloomy.

The Gu family has always said to the outside world that their family has never treated the siblings whose parents died, and even exaggerated how much the family loves Gu Ling to the Qi family, in order to express their sincerity in marrying them.

Once Qi Che realizes that Gu Ling is not doing well and exposes the lies, it will not be easy to use Gu Ling to gain benefits from the Qi family in the future.

Gu Jianguo exchanged glances with his wife Zhang Yan, feeling that something was wrong.

Although Gu Ling went out to earn a living by himself at a very young age, he was always obedient at home. Those who lost their parents at an early age had a deep desire for a family, so they almost never refused any requests from the family, so they were very easy to deal with.

It was because of this that they were relieved to let Gu Ling marry. They would not have to let Gu An suffer the pain of a loveless marriage, but they could also gain benefits through the marriage.

But it seems that after arguing with him about the marriage that night, although he still compromised and agreed to the marriage, he always felt that something was different.

Gu An didn't dare to grab the soup dumpling, he was so angry that he didn't eat at all, he threw the bowl and left in resentment.

Everyone at the table left to coax him, leaving only Gu Ling and Gu Ying in the dining room, and a half-eaten hearty breakfast.

Gu Ying was a little terrified and at a loss, Gu Ling picked up the soup dumpling and put it in her bowl: "Eat."

He knew from a very young age that Gu Ying also liked to eat soup dumplings.

Gu Ling picked up the phone, and it was already eight o'clock.

Click on the edit text message page, open the photo album, the first picture is a table full of delicious food, swipe to the left, that is the shabby bag of expired toast.

He was very satisfied with this photo, so he selected it and sent it.

"Beautiful on the Road" variety show production team.

Qi Che sat in the exclusive dressing room, looking at the newly received text message on his phone.

Gao Lin pushed the door in with coffee and a sandwich: "Come, come, let's eat first."

He put the breakfast plate in front of Qi Che, glanced at his phone screen, leaned closer and frowned: "What is this?"

Qi Che put the phone aside and said calmly, "Breakfast."

"This? Breakfast? How long has it been sitting here? It's so dry that it's out of shape. How can I eat it?" After Gao Lin finished speaking, he reacted and said in surprise, "Isn't it, this is Mr. Gu's breakfast?"

Gao Lin opened the big picture and took a closer look, muttering: "This is too careless about nutrition..."

Qi Che took a sip of his coffee and frowned slightly: "Instant?"

Gao Lin was startled, and looked back tentatively at the life assistant in charge of food delivery in the variety show group.

The little girl has been hiding in the back and watched the legendary film emperor Qi from afar, and was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat: "Yes...it's instant..."

Qi Che put down the coffee cup: "Change to a cup of plain water."

Gao Lin turned his head and explained to the assistant: "Mr. Qi never drinks brewed drinks. If the conditions here are limited, you can just drink plain water. There is no need to make special arrangements."

The assistant hurriedly said: "There is milk!"

Gao Lin nodded: "It's fine to prepare the milk tomorrow morning, and you don't need to change it today, so I won't waste your time."

Qi Che, who had been silent at the side, added lightly: "No milk powder."

Gao Lin nodded again and again: "I understand, I understand, milk powder is also instant."

Gao Lin agreed, and turned around to indicate that the life assistant could go to work.

The girl didn't expect that although Qi Che's tone was cold but not harsh, and he didn't mean to blame her at all, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

There are also a lot of artists in the group, and most of them are much lower than Qi Che, but each one is getting bigger and bigger, and every little problem has to be investigated. On the contrary, Qi Che, who looks the coldest, is the best to talk.

Qi Che didn't touch the coffee cup anymore, he thought of something before picking up the knife and fork, and said, "Send him the photo."

Gao Lin paused for a moment before he understood. He picked up Qi Che's phone and took a picture of the breakfast plate, and sent it to Gu Ling.

The sharp contrast between the two breakfast pictures above and below makes the above one even more horrible.

Gao Lin couldn't see it, and thought about calling Gu Ling to persuade him to eat well and take care of his body.

Qi Che cut the sandwich, his movements a little slow.

After a while, his eyes flicked across the phone screen, and he said, "Go and check..."

Gao Lin quickly bowed his head and listened carefully, seeing that he paused, and asked, "Mmm, what are you looking for?"

Qi Che paused, and the movements of his hands returned to normal: "It's nothing, let's talk about it."

Gu Ling nestled in the small room for a whole day without leaving the bedroom door.

Because of the last soup dumpling at breakfast, Gu An, the young master who had been spoiled since he was a child, lost his temper all day, and everyone in the family circled around him, causing a lot of restlessness.

Originally, Gu Ling wanted to invite Zhang Chen and the others to drink the "deadly poison" that they didn't drink last night, but because they didn't go last night, they shared the wine and everyone drank unconsciously. I didn't get up all day today, so I had to give up.

With nothing to do, Gu Ling nestled in the bedroom and took stock of all the assets he owned at this time.

Really poor.

Gu Ling thought about various plans and plans, clicked on the text message page with Qi Che, and looked at the lunch and dinner photos he had sent in the past.

While the Gu family was busy coaxing the young master, they still remembered to prepare exquisite meals for him to take pictures, and the lunch and dinner were carefully arranged and delivered to his room.

After Gu Ling made sure that Gu Ying also got the same meals as himself, he took them all as ordered.

Of course, in the photo sent to Party A, there are only staple food and a stir-fried vegetable, and the other dishes are perfectly out of the camera.

In the evening, after Gu Ling finished washing, he opened the Tencent meeting in advance while wiping his hair, registered and logged in.

Gao Lin sent the room number and password, and in a daze, Gu Ling really felt that he was going to hold some kind of business meeting.

Before entering the room, Gu Ling suddenly realized that he hadn't put on his shirt after taking a shower, so he grabbed a bathrobe and quickly put it on.

After wearing it and coming back, the shots of both sides have been displayed on the screen.

Gu Ling picked up the phone, glanced at it, and his pupils trembled.

On the screen, Qi Che was dressed in a black suit and tie, and was sitting in front of the table with his hands folded and flat on the table.

Gu Ling blinked, feeling a little dazed for a while.

His gaze involuntarily shifted to the small window belonging to his own picture, and his heart skipped a beat.

Her hair was wet and messy, and the fair clavicle skin could be vaguely seen at the neckline of the bathrobe.

For a moment, Gu Ling only felt that this strong contrast brought an indescribable subtlety.

Obviously I am wearing a bathrobe normally, and it is at the level that I can wear it for a walk, why does it feel like something is not right now? ?

There was silence in the conference room.

Qi Che's expression was cold, his eyes were calm, even though he couldn't see any emotion, it made Gu Ling even more guilty.

Gu Ling swallowed a breath of air nervously, and began to think frantically how to make up for it.

After a while, he raised his left hand silently, and quickly closed the slightly open neckline of the bathrobe quietly.

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