To You, My Beloved

Gu Qingcheng struggled in his heart, and finally bit the corner of his lip and asked, Sister-in-law Zhang, how can you tell that he doesn't want me to leave?

When Mrs. Zhang heard what Gu Qingcheng said, surprise flashed in her eyes: Miss Gu, you and Master Shi have been on good terms for so many years. You don't even notice this, right?

Gu Qingcheng didn't know how to respond to Sister Zhang's question. Her face turned slightly red, she pursed her lips and looked at Sister Zhang without saying a word.

The surprise in Mrs. Zhang's eyes deepened: Miss Gu, didn't you notice that something was wrong with the young master just now?

Gu Qingcheng frowned, tilted his head and thought about the process of talking to Tang Shi when he went downstairs, and then gently shook his head.

Seeing Gu Qingcheng's reaction, Mrs. Zhang became anxious in her heart: Don't you notice anything is wrong?

Is something wrong? Tang Shi had always maintained a cold and indifferent expression, immersed in reports and TV, and showed no signs of anger... After thinking about it, Gu Qingcheng still didn't see anything unusual about Tang Shi. She stared at Mrs. Zhang bit her lower lip and continued to shake her head slowly twice.

Mrs. Zhang ordered Gu Qingcheng three times in a row and found that she was all confused. She was a little anxious, but she still patiently said to Gu Qingcheng more straightforwardly: Miss Gu, Master Shi is obviously very good. Don’t you think it’s strange that he was watching the TV and the report form, but when you told him you were going home, he suddenly turned off the TV, threw the report form, and turned around to leave?”

Isn't he tired from reading the report and wants to take a rest? Gu Qingcheng hesitated and said what he thought in his heart. What's more, his reaction just now was clearly ignoring him, so why did he just say it? Is it related to not wanting to let her go?

Mrs. Zhang was completely overwhelmed by Gu Qingcheng: I usually think you are a very smart girl, but how come you are like a lump of elm wood, so stupid that no matter how hard you hit it, it still won't come to its senses?

Gu Qingcheng's eyes widened suddenly and she looked at Mrs. Zhang in disbelief. No one had ever called her stupid since she was a child.

Mrs. Zhang took a deep breath, tried her best to calm her mind, and continued to speak to Gu Qingcheng, who was somewhat resentful of iron and steel: Master Shi's reaction was obviously a reaction to you saying that you wanted to leave. As soon as you spoke You just want to leave, how can Master Shi, who is so face-conscious, say anything to keep you?

Gu Qingcheng turned her head and looked at Tang Shi standing by the swimming pool through the bright and clear floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

The man stared straight into the distance, and the bright sunlight hit his body, which alleviated the coldness he was born with and kept away from strangers.