She touched the back of the man's hand with her little hand and averted her eyes.
That's good.
Soon, the car slowly slid into the garage. As soon as he entered Menlo Wanqing, he saw a pair of unfamiliar shoes at the door.
guest?
Looking up, Luo Wanqing was startled.
This person she had met at the Song family before was the housekeeper of the Song family.
Several people stood face to face, but Butler Song was the first to speak.
"Mr. Gu, Miss Luo."
With a somewhat distant and wary look in his eyes, Luo Wanqing spoke.
"How did you come."
Butler Song took out an invitation letter from his bag and carefully placed it on the table.
"The master asked me to come. He said that his family had newly purchased expensive wine and wanted to invite Miss Luo to try it."
With a hint of mockery in his eyes, Luo Wanqing spoke.
"I've never liked drinking."
There was no emotion on his face, Butler Song was still smiling.
"I said it was drinking, but actually I want to invite you to have a meal with me. Madam also feels sorry for what happened before and wants to resolve the conflict with you in person."
The fallen words were like thousands of silver needles, piercing into Luo Wanqing's heart.
Before she could speak, the person next to her said coldly, "She won't go, please come back."
Without giving him a chance to respond, Gu Lan spoke again, "See you off."
Three or two of the Gu family's security guards immediately surrounded Butler Song. The leader pointed in the direction of the door, "Please."
However, Butler Song still had the same smile on his face, and the kind old man put the invitation letter on the table, "Miss Luo, I put the things here, and I will wait for your visit tomorrow night."
"Throw his things out with him."
Gu Lanchen gave the order, but the security guards did not dare to neglect and picked up the invitation letter in a hurry.
Several people carried Butler Song to the door and were about to throw him out.
Suddenly, a crisp sound pierced the air.
"Wait a moment!"
The girl opened her legs and took two steps.
The little hand took out the invitation letter from the security guard's palm and held it firmly on his fingertips.
"Go back and tell your master for me that I will be there on time tomorrow night. See you there."
"Wanwan..." Gu Lanchen frowned and said, but Luo Wanqing told him that it didn't matter.
"Send it to Butler Song, he is old."
After saying that, the door was closed and Luo Wanqing looked back as he watched Butler Song being sent away.
The man was already standing very close to her. Luo Wanqing bent down to change her shoes and could feel the man's gaze while squatting on the ground.
"I know what you're going to say."
Stepping into the soft slippers with her toes, Luo Wanqing also threw herself into the warm embrace in front of her.
She gently rubbed the man's shoulder with her chin and spoke like this.
"You are worried about me and can't bear the thought of me crying again when I see Jiang Luo."
"But it doesn't matter, I'm no longer the little crybaby."
Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Luo Wanqing waved his little muscleless arm.
"Look, I am already a mature woman."
The person in front of him behaved cutely, and Gu Lan shook his head and laughed.
I know that it is difficult to change things decided by Luo Wanqing.
Gu Lanchen had no choice but to say, "Then I will go with you tomorrow."
The soft and sweet body came closer, Luo Wanqing tilted her head and smiled sweetly.
"good."
As the sound fell, the vision in her eyes gradually became clear.
I’m actually looking forward to going to Song’s house tomorrow!
The aroma of food was coming from the restaurant, and someone's stomach grumbled a few times at the right time.
Luo Wanqing touched her belly in embarrassment, and her face turned red.
"Okay, it's time to eat."
That night.
Tonight Gu Lanchen had a conference call across time differences, so Luo Wanqing went back to her original room holding the pillow.
The moon was sparse, and a soft light filtered in through the window.
The rain has stopped.
With the image of the invitation in her mind, Luo Wanqing, who had always slept well, was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.
She said she was severing ties with Jiang Luo, but blood was thicker than water. How could she let go easily?
Feeling bored for a while, Luo Wanqing simply stayed up and picked up his phone.
The white light was particularly dazzling in the dark night. Luo Wanqing squinted her eyes before reluctantly opening them.
After fiddling with it a few times with my little hands, while lowering the brightness, a photo appeared on the phone screen.
The young Jiang Luo smiled above. At this time, she had not left Luo Wanqing.
His mind sank for a moment, Luo Wanqing carefully flipped through the photos with his fingertips.
A trace of red oozed from the corners of his eyes, and the tip of his nose also became sore.
Thinking of what he had said during the day, Luo Wanqing gritted his teeth and held back his tears.
"I'll see how you do tomorrow."
Luo Wanqing murmured to himself.
"I can give you one last chance."
"If you really have anything to do with the fire in Luo's house..."
There was a creak at the door, and Luo Wanqing's sweet voice suddenly stopped.
Luo Wanqing stuffed her phone under the pillow and heard footsteps behind her.
The man seemed to stop beside the bed, and then the quilt was lifted up.
The overwhelming and delicious fragrance rolled over her, and she was pulled close to his warm and strong chest.
The slender fingers ran through her hair, nostalgic and gentle.
Gu Lanchen's voice was soft, "The meeting just ended, I'm late."
"are you asleep?"
Luo Wanqing remained silent and did not answer, her long eyelashes covering her eyes.
The person behind her hugged her tighter.
Luo Wanqing heard him say, "Don't worry about anything, good night."
The next day, Luo woke up very early in the evening and opened his eyes, but the people around him were gone.
After stepping down in slippers and looking at the empty floor at the door, Luo Wanqing asked, "Second uncle is gone?"
"Yes." Mother Li poked her head out of the restaurant, "Breakfast will have to wait a while. The young master said that I will cook red date soup for you when you wake up."
The left side of his chest felt a little sour for no reason, and Luo Wanqing's eyes were unpredictable.
Although he has been so busy recently, he has not lost the least bit of thought about her.
In the afternoon, Gu Lanchen came back not too early.
"I'm sorry, I have something to do at the company and I'm just finishing it now."
Gu Lanchen stood at the door and looked at Luo Wanqing with the slightest apology.
She glanced at the clock on the wall and looked at the time when she was about to be late.
"It's okay, it's still early."
The evening rush hour is always fatal, as cars are stuck in traffic jams.
Gu Lanchen held Luo Wanqing's hand tightly, and his words were even more apologetic, "I should have come back earlier."