Lu Zechen said that when he was looking after the children at home, Gu Lian's heart moved slightly, and that inexplicable feeling after marriage came back.
Song Xiang was listening on the side and was surprised that Lu Zechen seemed to be a different person after not seeing him for a while.
After breakfast, they went out and Song Xiang drove the car.
"Sister Lian, he has changed like this, and you haven't let go yet?"
Gu Lian thought for a moment and realized that the way they got along recently was actually much better, at least completely peaceful.
"It's early."
Song Xiang smiled, "That's right, do more inspections and don't be in a hurry."
Gu Lian glanced at her and caught a glimpse of the small scarf around her neck, "You're trying to cover up something."
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment and then came to his senses.
She laughed dryly and pulled up her scarf.
It's all because of the severe cold.
She stayed with An Xuyue for a while last night, and felt a little depressed when she returned home, wondering why she wasn't pregnant.
Yan Yanhan said that the thief was not responsible for her, but that he did not do enough, so he should bear the blame.
As a result...it took me half a night.
When I woke up early in the morning, there were marks on my neck, which couldn't be covered by concealer, so I could only cover them with a small scarf.
She cleared her throat and changed the subject, "Yingzi found the building. She said she bought it before. It was originally going to be a cat cafe, but a police station was moved across the street."
"Police station?"
Song Xiang smiled and stopped the car at the intersection, "It's not far ahead. You'll know it when you look at it."
The two got off the car and walked forward. As expected, they were surrounded by old shops. When they arrived at their destination, the appearance of the office building also looked a bit old.
Gu Lian stood at the gate and glanced across.
Sure enough, the police station.
With such a solemn and solemn sign stuck there, no one would run across the street to pet the cat.
"If you open your company here, even if there is any disturbance in the future, the paparazzi will not dare to come and squat. As soon as Yingzi told me, I thought this place is perfect for you."
Song Xiang took the key and led Gu Lian upstairs.
The corridor was full of dust, which showed that it had not been used for a long time.
When they reached the third floor, Song Xiang opened the window and the sun shone in. The two of them looked down from the upstairs. It was a good place.
"How much is the rent for this place?" Gu Lian asked.
Song Xiang knew she was going to ask, so he raised his hand and said, "Five hundred thousand a year."
Gu Lian knew in her heart that Li Ying was taking care of her. In an area like the Imperial Capital, a whole building could not be rented without millions.
Song Xiang was worried that she would be burdened, so he quickly took her to look around and plan the decoration plan.
The two were talking when footsteps came from the corridor.
Song Xiang ran out and looked down, and was slightly surprised when he saw the person coming.
"Captain Xiao?"
"As expected, it's you two, you look like each other from the other side."
Xiao Sheng was holding a little boy by his collar, just like he was carrying a cat.
"I heard that you are looking for a big star?"
Gu Lian & Song Xiang: "...brokerage company."
"I understand, almost."
Xiao Sheng carried the person up and pushed him forward, "Can you take a look at this kid?"
Song Xiang and Gu Lian looked at each other, both confused. They didn't expect that an artist would fall from the sky before the company was registered.
The young man was dressed very fashionably, with a lot of pockets on his trousers. On a May day, he wore sleeveless jeans. His hair was shaved with only a little stubble left, and letters were shaved off both sides. It looked unconventional.
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One thing to say, he has a handsome face.
He just had eyebrow nails on his eyebrows, and his facial lines were raised, and his eyes were staring unconvincingly, looking fierce.