Zhou Zeyi replied coldly: "You want to marry the person you like, can you?"
Qiao Mengxing: "..."
"Your sweetheart is dead?" Qiao Mengxing looked at Zhou Zeyi with more sympathy.
Zhou Zeyi coughed twice in embarrassment before correcting her statement: "She is not dead and will always live well. I was just making an analogy."
"That means your sweetheart married someone else and had a child?"
A complicated look flashed in Zhou Zeyi's eyes, and then he said: "This is my private matter. I don't want to discuss it too much. Miss Qiao, let's go."
After saying that, he took Qiao Mengxing's hand and walked out the door.
Qiao Mengxing followed him helplessly, praying in her heart that this nominal relationship would not endanger Zhou Zeyi's life.
As soon as Zhou Zeyi and Qiao Mengxing left, Pei Junqing also left immediately.
It is said that he has a very important performance and will bring Xiaobei and Mengmeng to a variety show.
Last night, Mengmeng said that he likes stage performances very much.
Pei Junqing also said that Mengmeng is very suitable for development in the entertainment industry.
Gu Xiaobei doesn't have much pursuit of the entertainment industry, he doesn't like it and doesn't like it.
She was just worried that the entertainment industry was a mixed bag, and Mengmeng was still so young, would it be bad to join the entertainment industry?
Just as I was thinking this, I couldn't help but take the house purchase contract.
She believes that the last item to be changed in the contract should be.
So, she turned directly to the last page of the contract, only to find that the previous monthly contract obligation had not been deleted, but there was an extra space where she could fill in as many words as she wanted.
"Ding dong."
Just then the phone rang.
Gu Wanyao took out her phone and saw that it was Huo Sijue who had sent her a message: "If you like to be with me, you can fill in the blanks a few more times."
Gu Wanyao: "..."
How embarrassing.
Moreover, the number of times a month is still a little less.
Precisely because the times were too few, every time she was in front of him, she would compromise without dignity.
"Ding dong."
When the phone rang, Gu Wanyao saw another text message from Huo Sijue: "I can handle it dozens of times a month."
Gu Wanyao immediately replied to him: "I don't like it, I'm very stoic."
Sir Huo Si: "You are so courageous, how about 0?"
Gu Wanyao could feel the man's strategizing smirk through the screen.
Gu Wanyao pouted her little mouth and fought with him: "0 is 0."
After she finished speaking, she picked up a pen and wrote 0 on the contract with dignity.
At worst, they will hurt each other.
As soon as she filled in a 0, Lord Hoss opened the office door and came in.
"You...why are you here?" Gu Wanyao put down the phone with a reserved expression.
Sir Huo Si came to her with elegant steps and said with a smile: "Signing a contract is such an important matter, how can I not come? Have you filled it out?"
"Yes." Gu Wanyao opened the last page and handed it to Lord Huo Si.
She feels very calm now.
But the next second, she saw Lord Huo Si holding a black pen and filling in a 7 in front of the 0.
Gu Wanyao was stunned in surprise: "70? Are you sure you don't have kidney deficiency?"
Sir Huo Si: "Have you ever heard that someone with good physical strength can do seven rounds in one night? If it is seven times a day, these 70 times are only enough for 10 days."
Gu Wanyao's face turned red with embarrassment: "No, there are too many. It would be most appropriate to fill in twenty or thirty."
Sir Huo Si suddenly pinched her chin, raised her face, and asked her seriously: "Is this number your truest idea?"
Gu Wanyao was caught off guard by the question.
Knowing that she would be tough, Lord Huo Si added: "If you don't tell the truth, then 70?"
"To tell you the truth...I really think that 20 to 30 is the most suitable. If it's too much, it might make you tired, and if it's too little, it won't fill the gap between your teeth."
After Gu Wanyao finished speaking, she shyly held her face in her hands.
How could she say it if it wasn't enough to fit between her teeth?
When he quietly left a slit in his hand to peek at Lord Huos, he found that the man had a wicked smile on his face.
Then, she saw Lord Hoss add a stroke under 7, so 7 became 2.
Gu Wanyao seriously doubted that he did it on purpose.
As a result, Sir Huo Si threw the pen away and suddenly pulled her up from the chair.
"What are you doing?"
The man smiled evilly: "Twenty times a month, why can't I indulge myself?"