After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

"How about you, how is your newly married wife?"

Muro poured a glass of red wine and asked with a smile.

Cheng Xijue took out the mobile phone in his suit jacket, and while sending a message, he said casually: "We are in love with each other, and the harps and cymbals sing in harmony."

Muro stretched his arms wide open on the sofa, jokingly said: "If you can say that, my sister-in-law must be obedient and ask questions every day, right?"

"of course."

Cheng Xijue looked down at the WeChat message interface.

[cxj:: I ordered the Chinese food I ate yesterday to be delivered to your office, do you have a better appetite today? ]

[cxj: Do you feel sick? ]

[cxj: After dinner, the driver will take you to the hospital for an examination. ]

Muro gave a soft "tsk" and said with emotion: "You are like a person in love now. If you have nothing to do, you just hold your mobile phone and wait for someone to reply to your message."

"Meeting at work."

Cheng Xijue cut out of the WeChat interface and flipped through the mailbox absently.

I don't know if Gu Jian doesn't like to reply to WeChat messages, or if there are too many messages to reply.

It should be the latter.

Cheng Xijue has personally seen Gu Jian's mobile phone's smoky WeChat messages. Adding other people's WeChat messages is like a routine. There are hundreds of thousands of people in a mess, and new messages will be drowned in the vast sea.

Ha ha.

Cheng Xijue sneered inwardly.

It's not that Gu Jian can't get back the news. He doesn't have time to look at his phone right now. He just walked into the office in the morning, and there was an unexpected visitor sitting under the bright glass window.

Gravity Company's signature client, spiritual shareholder, that rookie in the music scene, and also Gu Jian's brother-in-law in a sense, Jiang Lie.

Jiang Lie sat in Gu Jian's swivel chair, with one long leg unceremoniously stretched on the edge of the table, and the other leg supporting the chair to slowly spin, completely treating it as his own office.

Tang Ge stood beside her, holding her laptop dejectedly, her face was ashamed, until Gu Jian opened the door, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes lit up instantly.

Gu Jian calmed down, turned around and whispered to the secretary, "Come back in half an hour."

After speaking, he walked into the office and locked the door.

Tang Ge blinked at him as if asking for help, trying to convey information with his eyes.

Gu Jian gave her a calm look, and sat on the armrest of the sofa in the hall with his legs open, letting Jiang Lie's probing eyes scrutinize him wantonly.

The atmosphere is quiet and eerie.

After about 3 minutes, Jiang Lie's silent pressure not only had no effect on Gu Jian, but made Gu Jian feel a little bored. He yawned, lowered his head and brushed away the hair stuck on the back of his neck, and the lines on the side of his neck were clearly defined. , warm and delicate extending into the neckline of the shirt.

Jiang Lie raised his jaw and said straightforwardly, "It's the song you changed."

Tang Ge immediately expressed his loyalty, "Boss, I didn't say that."

"I guessed it." Jiang Lie's eyes were deep, and he looked Gu Jian up and down slowly.

Gu Jian stuffed his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, and said calmly, "So it's about this, I thought you came here for Gu Su."

Jiang Lie obviously stopped for a moment, retracted his jaw, and said strategically: "I am a musician, and the emotions in the music are full of explosive force, which is not like Tang Ge's expression. I have investigated your company these days. She and yours The relationship is the best."

Gu Jian neither admitted nor denied, "No matter who changed it, it won't affect you in any way."

"Who said that?"

Jiang Lie folded his hands into a spire, touching the tip of his nose, "This is very important to me."

Gu Jian's face was cold and his eyes were loose, as if he was absent-minded.

Jiang Lie stared at Gu Jian quietly, and said word by word: "I think your style is exactly the same as Bane's, very similar."

He was observing Gu Jian, capturing the subtle expressions on his face, and if there was any sign of fluctuation, he could not escape his eyes.

But there was no emotion on Gu Jian's face, it was so pale, after a few seconds, he lowered his head and laughed out loud, and said, "It looks like it, it's a great honor."

Jiang Lie suddenly pursed his lips, pushed aside the chair and sat upright, and asked solemnly, "Are you really not Bane?"

Gu Jian folded his arms halfway, turned his head and said with a half-smile, "I don't quite understand what you're hoping for."

The disappointment on Jiang Lie's face was obvious, but soon, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that Bane is really dead."

"Dead?" Tang Ge was surprised.

Jiang Lie nodded heavily, straightened his collar and was about to leave, "Bane is a talented singer-songwriter. His desire to create is like a flood. No external force can stop him. But he hasn't appeared in so many years. It's not that he died in an accident. that is--"

For a genius to suddenly fall and be unable to create anymore, it must be because of a huge change in life. Pain and despair have killed the desire to create. For a genius who became famous at a young age, it is tantamount to destroying him mentally. □ death is more painful.

So Jiang Lie hopes that Bane is dead.

This is his most sincere blessing to this idol he has never met.

The sound of Jiang Lie's footsteps simply disappeared into the office, and Tang Ge trotted out to see him off.

Gu Jian lowered his head, curled up the corners of his mouth mockingly, and said to himself half lazily and half calmly: "I'm going to die anyway, sooner or later."

He opened the drawer of the desk and took out the shriveled cigarette case. There was not a single cigarette left, so he crushed it and threw it into the trash can.

Gu Jian turned around and sat on the corner of the table, flicking on the lighter in boredom.

Tang Ge walked in, took a long breath, stroked his chest and said, "Finally sent away, I was scared to death."

"I asked you to find a way to fool him, but your solution is to bring him to me directly?" Gu Jian raised his eyebrows and asked.

Tang Ge rubbed his hands guiltily, "I told him he didn't believe me."

"How did you cheat?"

"I said that because I retweeted [-] koi, the god of all koi gave me enlightenment, and then—"

"okay."

Gu Jian put away the lighter and pushed her head, "It's not a big deal, I'm not Bane, he's not interested in me."

Tang Ge smiled and approached him, "Shall we go to Xinrongji for lunch?"

"can not go."

Gu Jian took out his phone, and Cheng Xijue's WeChat message popped up, "I'm going to the hospital."

"Are you sick?" Tang Ge asked worriedly.

Gu Jian closed the phone and put it in his pocket casually, "I'm going to see a friend who is hospitalized."

Since he promised Cheng Xijue to go to the hospital to see a doctor, he will definitely go, but he will not go to the hospital arranged by Cheng Xijue.

To put it bluntly, the two of them are a cooperative relationship that has slept together. I don't know how long they can stay together. If Cheng Xijue knows that he has stomach cancer, he will show sympathy or pity, just like the psychologist sympathized with him at that time.

He doesn't need sympathy and pity.

Gu Jian randomly found a hospital near Gravity Company, registered, had blood drawn, performed routine examinations, and then waited for the results of the examinations.

The hospital was deserted at noon, he was leaning against the aisle in the setting sun, with earphones hanging around his neck, and the roaring music was deafening.

Opening the bank card in the mobile phone, the deposit is only four digits. Gu Renyu donated 300 million to Yu Xiao, which is his entire net worth.

At the Lost Bar that night, Yan Qingying double-checked and asked him if he wanted to donate all 300 million and not keep a penny for himself.

Gu Jian casually nodded and said yes, people with future plans need money, and people like him who have no future don't need money.

The dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes, his light golden eyelashes fluttered a few times, he raised his arms to cover his eyes, and leaned his head against the wall in a slumped manner.

Ning Wan's dignified and dignified face came to mind after a long absence, she looked at him calmly and elegantly and said, "You let me down so much."

"Love you? I never loved you. You are a stain in my life. You are my flaw. You have polluted my original life. I expect you to disappear all the time."

"Don't come back in the future, I have a husband and children, you will disturb us."

A chilly feeling came over in an instant, as if the blood in the veins had been frozen into icicles, and Gu Jian's clenched fingers trembled. If Ning Wan knew that he died of illness, she would be very relieved.

Because the stain in her life has completely disappeared.

The phone buzzed and vibrated in his pocket, Gu Jian took it out, and Cheng Xijue sent a new message on the clear and pale screen.

[cxj: Reply to the message immediately, otherwise I will directly come to Gravity to ask you to go to the hospital. ]

Gu Jian pressed the phone's side shoulder with trembling fingers and turned it off immediately.

The doctor sitting in the clinic was not confused, she was a lady with a friendly face, she took the inspection form handed over by Gu Jian, flipped through a few pages, and asked straight to the point: "When was the last time you had sex/life?"

Gu Jian pulled out the chair and sat down, "A month and a half ago."

"Forty days?" The doctor looked up and looked at him deeply. A handsome guy is cute everywhere. She said kindly, "Didn't you take any defensive measures?"

"...No." Gu Jian lowered his head and chuckled, and asked calmly, "Is the inspection report related to sex/life?"

If you don't see him looking good, the doctor can't help but roll his eyes, and say some nonsense, "Has the patient recently felt fatigued, nauseated, unable to eat, and always sleepy?"

Gu Jian nodded slowly, "Yes."

The doctor understood it and announced, "Your girlfriend is pregnant."

Gu Jian subconsciously looked at the test sheet on the table, and confirmed that it was his name.

The doctor picked up a pen and signed his name, "Call your girlfriend in, why don't you have any common sense, you will definitely get pregnant if you don't take protective measures."

"I don't have a girlfriend."

Gu Jian pointed at the gender column of the test report, and said clearly and slowly, "This is my test report, and I'm male."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, the doctor called him a scum in his heart, but he was stunned by the second half of the sentence.

The hospital's test report was infallible, the blood test report clearly showed a pregnancy reaction, and the symptoms described by the patient were also in line with the symptoms of early pregnancy.

The thing about men getting pregnant sounds like a fantasy, but there have been very rare cases. The doctor has heard others talk about it before, but she can't be sure whether the clean and handsome man in front of her is really a rare case.

The doctor went through the test report in detail, and said after careful consideration: "Your symptoms and report are indeed pregnant, but this situation is too special. You can observe the embryo by ultrasound on the [-]th day of pregnancy. You can observe it when you come over next week. By then That way you can be sure if you're really pregnant."

Gu Jian paused for a few seconds, a sense of absurdity swept over him, and he didn't quite understand what the doctor was talking about.