After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

"The number you have dial can not be reached……"

The call interface stopped abruptly, Cheng Xijue squinted his eyes slightly, and tapped his knuckles on the phone screen. The sun was shining outside the car window, and the building of Gravity Company reflected bright light.

Lawyer Song, the co-pilot, flipped through the itinerary and read: "Mr. Cheng, there is a meeting at two o'clock in the conference room on the 32nd floor of Frey, and I need you to attend the report."

Cheng Xijue clicked on the WeChat interface and said without looking up: "I've made a schedule, I'm tired of listening to clichés."

"Okay, Mr. Wu invites you to play golf at four o'clock..."

"The ball skills are inferior, stroked."

"At six o'clock, I made an appointment with President Gao to have dinner at Tai'anmen to discuss cooperation-related matters."

"The wine is not good, it's off."

Lawyer Song looked at the empty itinerary for the day, and said with a smile, "Shall we take my wife home now? Boss Cheng can have a good reunion with his wife today."

Cheng Xijue closed the phone, with a stern look on his side face, "I came to Gravity to discuss business, ma'am? Which ma'am?"

Lawyer Song and the driver looked at each other, thinking in their hearts: Mr. Cheng has eaten explosives today.

Cheng Xijue is well-cultivated, no matter how upset his heart is, he is calm on the surface, a graceful and elegant noble son, who has never shown his emotions directly like today, anyone can see that he will be very upset.

Lawyer Song and the driver tacitly kept their mouths shut so as not to get into trouble.

After a moment of silence in the car, Cheng Xijue pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked into the gravity company building calmly.

The equity transfer has been completed, and the actual control of Gravity is in the hands of Frey. In order to maintain the existing order, the members of the Supervisory Board of Gravity Company have not been replaced, but Cheng Xijue has been replaced as the person in charge.

Since his last brief public appearance, this young and promising President Cheng has gained a reputation far and wide. The girls at the front desk all stood up and said hello. Come, welcome from far away!"

Cheng Xijue nodded expressionlessly and strode into the elevator.

The general manager walked in, his heart pounding, "Cheng is always here—"

Cheng Xijue pressed the floor button until he reached Director Gu's office floor.

There was some gossip about Gu Jian in Gravity Company, and the general manager had heard it a little bit, and said with a smile: "Director Gu is a talented person with outstanding abilities. I didn't find such a dusty pearl in Gravity Company. It must be Mr. Cheng's unique talent." Smart eyes."

"However, Director Gu is young and energetic. How can you bother Mr. Cheng to come to the door in person? You just need to tell me, and I will have someone take him to Frey immediately."

"..."

Cheng Xijue stared at the beating numbers in the elevator. Although Gu Jian was always lazy and looked sleepy, but his beautiful lips were sharp, if he used his power to force him to submit, don't think about communicating with him in depth in the future.

The secretary assigned by Gravity Company for Gu Jian was very witty, and opened the door of the office, "Director Gu went out in the morning and hasn't come back."

"Where are you going?" Cheng Xijue glanced at the empty room.

The secretary shook his head, "I don't know."

Cheng Xijue walked into the spacious and bright office, touched the coffee cup on the table, it was extremely cold, "When did you go out?"

After thinking for a while, the secretary replied, "Four hours ago."

Cheng Xijue opened the drawer casually, and scattered lighters, snow-white earphones, and leather gloves. He picked up the lighter and played with it, "Did Director Gu say when he would be back?"

"No." The secretary asked three questions.

The general manager came up to smooth things over with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, I'll call Director Gu immediately and ask him to come back."

Cheng Xijue sat on the sofa calmly, "No, I'll wait here for him to come back."

After speaking, he raised his wrist and threw the lighter into the trash can with precision.

There are people coming and going in the subway station, bright white lights are everywhere, noisy and lively.

Gu Jian sat in the cold row of chairs, with his elbows on his knees, his back arched deeply, staring at the water stains on the marble floor for a moment.

Someone spilled coffee or cola, and a puddle of dark brown liquid snaked like a river. Square ice cubes scattered on the river, disappearing slowly and quietly.

Pairs of hasty footsteps trampled across the river, the hustle and bustle of the surroundings isolated him, and Gu Jian lived in a corner in the huge and bustling world.

I don't know how long it took, the ice on the ground merged with the dirty water, Gu Jian slowly raised his head, the expression on his cold and white face was gloomy, his dark eyes were deep and gloomy, and he was dejected and without any expression.

Pregnancy, sex/life, Cheng Xijue, these three words kept turning in his mind, as if he was watching an absurd drama unfolding with a cold eye.

Gu Jian took out his phone, turned it on, and slid open the address book. He was in a terrible mess. He wanted to find a place to calm down, but there was no roof that could accept him temporarily.

Yu Xiao's shelter is extremely busy, Yan Qing welcomes him to the field sketching, his previous home has been rented out, and the only places he can go are Cheng Xijue's home and the office of Gravity Company.

Gu Jian picked up his mobile phone and went back to Gravity Company first. Everything will be considered after the ultrasonic test next week.

In the afternoon, the company lobby was deserted. Gu Jian had just stepped into the lobby on the first floor when a bald man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly appeared in the waiting area next to him. He couldn't wait to walk over.

"Director Gu!"

Gu Jian looked at him for a few seconds before remembering that it was Gravity's current general manager, "Oh, it's me."

The unfamiliar general manager spoke with intimacy: "Mr. Cheng arrived at your office early in the morning and has been waiting for you upstairs. Now he must be burning with anger. I will go up with you. If Mr. Cheng is angry, I can still give you good words." A few words."

Gu Jian stuffed his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, followed the general manager into the elevator with a relaxed posture.

The atmosphere in the office is quiet. Cheng Xijue is sitting in a corner of the sofa, his straight and firm legs are crossed, and his upper body is straight and upright. The secretary next to him couldn't move his eyes.

"Who does Director Gu usually associate with?"

The secretary replied cautiously: "Tang Ge."

Cheng Xijue had a bit of an impression that he and Gu Jian were so close at Tang Ge's work that night, "Oh, who has he met recently?"

"Gu Su came to the company last week and asked Director Gu to customize an album, but it didn't seem very pleasant. When Gu Su left, he stood at the door of the office and muttered for a while." The secretary hesitated.

Cheng Xijue raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What?"

The secretary cleared his throat and imitated Gu Su's indignant tone: "Is it amazing that you are good-looking? Let me see that you won't lose a piece of meat. Why are you so stingy? Alas...you are so good-looking when you are angry. Forget it. I forgive you, come out and have a cup of coffee with me?"

Cheng Xijue couldn't help laughing, and said lightly: "It seems that Director Gu is very popular."

The secretary nodded vigorously, "Everyone likes Director Gu very much. He overheard an employee gossiping about him in the tea room. Director Gu was very clean and quick, and just flipped through this page lightly. If other leaders of our company, they will be punished." Money plus meetings to criticize."

"What gossip?" Cheng Xijue caught the key information.

Just as the secretary was about to answer, the office door knocked several times from the outside, and the general manager quietly pushed the door open, "Mr. Cheng, Director Gu is back."

Gu Jian walked sideways into the door, glanced at Cheng Xijue, and said politely and distantly, "Mr. Cheng."

"Director Gu."

Cheng Xijue measured him again, and slowly uttered these three words.

"Mr. Cheng."

"Director Gu."

"Mr. Cheng."

"Director Gu."

The secretary and the general manager were at a loss, staring wide-eyed, not understanding what they were doing.

Gu Jian bowed his head lightly, and ended the childish rivalry, "What's the business of Mr. Cheng coming to me?"

Cheng Xijue acted as if no one was around, and said slowly, "You didn't go to the hospital, I passed by Gravity, so I stopped by to see you."

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for your concern. I've had a checkup." Gu Jian's Adam's apple stopped, and he coughed lightly, "I have a cold, but it's nothing serious."

Cheng Xijue looked at his empty hands, "Where's the inspection report?"

"lost."

"Where did you lose it?"

"Hospital trash cans."

Cheng Xijue took a deep look at him, and said with a hint of resentment, "Did you throw your phone in the trash too?"

"The phone is dead."

Gu Jian sat undisturbed on the sofa opposite him, bent to pick up the coffee pot on the table, poured a cup of coffee, and looked at Cheng Xijue leisurely.

Cheng Xijue's heart gradually became gloomy, he turned down all business activities, and waited for Gu Jian in Gravity Company for a long time, not to see Gu Jian's carefree appearance.

"You go out."

Cheng Xijue said coldly.

The secretary and the general manager left immediately, not wanting to stay here for a second. They all knew about the gossip that was rumored in the company. Today, Cheng Xijue came to see Gu Jian openly and confirmed the gossip.

But in just one or two minutes just now, it didn't look like Director Gu kissed Cheng Xijue, but rather like Cheng Xijue embraced Director Gu's thigh, the vigor of asking for warmth, like a boudoir's resentful husband finally waiting for his partner to come home, both love and hate .

Gu Jian relaxed and leaned against the back of the sofa, directly meeting Cheng Xijue's eyes.

He was born with a pair of exquisite and clear eyes, round and deep black, with a clean and pure aura, without a trace of impurities. When he stared at people without distraction, there was a sense of sacred sincerity.

No wonder Gu Su was so fascinated by Gu Jian's face. Cheng Xijue let him see that most of his anger had subsided. After marrying such a beautiful partner, it's normal to be a little angry occasionally.

The phone in the suit jacket vibrated, Cheng Xijue took it out, the name on the screen made him frown slightly, opened the call interface, and asked coldly: "What's wrong?"

"I just landed, so I'll call you to tell you that my mother is back."

Cheng Mu's voice was gentle and calm.

"Well, I'll send a driver to take you back to the old house." Cheng Xijue looked at the calm Gu Jian.

Cheng's mother was quiet for a few seconds, and said softly, "You can come back to see me, don't bring your... man, I have a bad heart, don't make me angry anymore."

Cheng Xijue got up, walked to the window to stay away from Gu Jian, "Then there is no need to meet."

"Xi Jue."

Cheng's mother's speech speed increased a few beats. Out of self-cultivation, she immediately pressed back, "I can accept your sexual orientation, but you must have a child. You can adopt and adopt. You can't live without your own child for the rest of your life. , how can you make me bear it?"

Cheng Xijue deliberately lowered his voice: "It's a good thing that I can focus on my career without children."

"But you like children."

After Cheng's mother finished speaking, her voice became choked, "I came back this time to solve this matter. I'm looking at the adoption book. Do you like boys or girls?"

"I can not do it."

Cheng Xijue pressed the hang up button, and brushed his long fingers through his hair in worry. He really likes children, but he has already figured this out.

Now that he has chosen this path, how can he expect to have a child of his own?