Chapter 2406: Sir, maybe you need a tissue
Chapter 2406: Sir, maybe you need a tissue
Chapter 2406: Sir, maybe you need a tissue
Chapter 2406 Sir, maybe you need a tissue
The secretary immediately smiled knowingly and fell silent.
"Zhile, are you in class?" Gu Jinglan lowered the window and let the evening breeze blow on his face to dissipate the smell of alcohol.
Hearing Gu Jinglan's voice, Zhile pursed his lips and smiled, "Uncle, Zhile hasn't had class yet."
Are your mother and grandma sending you to school this morning?
"Well." Zhile grinned with a bright smile, "Uncle, when are you going home?"
Gu Jinglan tilted his head back and pinched his forehead with one hand, a smile lingering in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Do you miss your uncle Zhile?"
"OK."
"Be good, uncle misses you too, and misses your mother too." Gu Jinglan put the phone away for a while and asked the secretary, "How many days do I have left to travel?"
The secretary immediately replied, "President, you still have five days of travel."
There was a hint of disappointment in Gu Jinglan's eyes, and there was a hint of apology in his voice, "Zhile, uncle will not appear in front of you for six days. Although uncle also misses Zhile very much, for the sake of Zhile's future, uncle cannot have No slack at all. Zhile, do you understand?"
Zhao will be happy in the future. In order to give her a guaranteed future, it is worth it no matter how busy or tired she is.
Zhile stood in the corridor, gently tiptoeing up, then down, up again, touching the wall with his little hand, "Okay, Zhile will wait for uncle to come back."
Okay, uncle will take you to McDonalds when he goes back.
Zhiles eyes sparkled instantly and he nodded his head vigorously, Yeah!
Hearing the school bell ringing, Gu Jinglan smiled and urged, "Okay Zhile, it's time to hang up. Can you promise your uncle to go to class?"
Zhile will do well in class.
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Jinglan played with his phone repeatedly. Finally, unable to resist the torment of missing him, he clicked on the photo album.
There are only a few photos in his photo album.
Out of the ten pictures, nine are of Zhao Qiuxu.
Across the cold screen, his fingertips repeatedly rubbed Zhao Qiuxu's face. It seemed that only in this way could he suppress the needle-like heartache in his heart.
These photos were all taken by him secretly when Zhao Qiuxu was not paying attention or when she was asleep, sneaking into her bedroom and secretly taking them.
If she were sober, there was no way he would have taken a photo of her.
It is even more impossible for him to save it in the photo album of his mobile phone and look at it frequently.
Back at the hotel, the secretary pushed open the car door. Just as he was about to open it, Gu Jinglan had already opened the door and got out of the car.
President, let me help you go up.
The secretary's extended hand was avoided by Gu Jinglan. He said calmly, "You go back and rest. You have worked hard tonight. Pick me up at the hotel at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
The odor of alcohol on his body has almost dissipated, and he seems to be in a very sober state. The driver and secretary looked at each other, then nodded in agreement.
Coming out of the elevator, Gu Jinglan took the room card and vomited it out in the corridor before he reached the door of the room.
After drinking it all night, my stomach was already churning.
What I can endure until now is really the limit.
Just as he was holding on to the wall with one hand and vomiting in a panic, a slender wrist stretched out in front of his eyes.
Sir, maybe you need a tissue.
The woman's kind voice rang in my ears.
Gu Jinglan slowly raised his head and saw a small face as big as a palm. The woman had exquisite makeup on her face and a gorgeous dress. She was standing next to him at the moment and handed him a tissue.
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