Chapter 62: Friendly Condolences

When Mu Zhitao changed his clothes and walked out of the room, Gu Jing had already packed the porridge and sat at the dining table waiting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Gu Jing saw her walking out in a long dress, so he stood up and walked over to help her slowly sit back at the dinner table.

Mu Zhitao propped up the stool and sat down, and just after a few mouthfuls of porridge, he heard Gu Jing say: "I've already cooked the rice, you can take them out and heat them up at noon."

Don't eat cold. ā€

"Okay, I'm not going to eat cold." Mu Zhitao nodded in agreement.

"Take your medicine half an hour after eating, and I'll text you when the time comes." Gu Jing continued.

Mu Zhitao did not refute his words, and said "um" twice.

After Gu Jing left, Mu Zhitao couldn't wait to walk into the kitchen, looking at the dishes that were still hot on the stove, she couldn't help but take the chopsticks, and put a piece between her fingers and stuffed it into her mouth.

Gu Jing knew that Mu Zhitao liked to eat, so she made all the dishes she liked to eat.

Mu no Tao chewed the tender and fragrant pork ribs in her mouth, and squinted her eyes happily like a cat.

After eating a few pieces, she held back, washed her hands in pain and turned around and walked out of the kitchen, not finding that the dishes cooked by Gu Jing were for two people.

As soon as Gu Jing stepped out of the elevator, he took out the phone and called Qi Chen.

"Hello?" As soon as Qi Chen saw that it was Gu Jing's call, he immediately answered it, remembering the time limit given to him by Gu Jing yesterday, he felt a little palpitating, and was glad that he was not too late.

"Call me up from the company's PR manager." Gu Jing walked into the parking lot, unlocked the car, and then sat in the main driver.

"Okay." Qi Chen didn't ask questions, and did as Gu Jing said.

"Hmm." Gu Jing hung up the phone and started the engine, and drove the car out of the parking lot with the steering wheel.

As soon as he left the community, Gu Jing received a text message from Qi Chen, looking at the phone number in the text message, Gu Jing dialed it without hesitation.

Mu Zhitao, who had just eaten enough, saw the sun shining outside, so he dragged a folding chair to the balcony to bask in the sun.

Loaded with a cup of hot soy milk, and then leaned back on the couch, Mu Zhitao's bones were soft, and the sun was even warmer on her.

She picked up the blindfold and quilt that had been prepared a long time ago, covered her comfortable face and body, and fell asleep in a daze.

It wasn't until the internal rush forced her to die that she woke up.

Mu Zhitao stood up and looked at the building outside the balcony, lazily loosening her waist.

It's so comfortable on holiday!

Mu Zhitao thought about it, and turned around and walked to the bathroom to solve it.

Just as Mu Zhitao passed by the living room, the landline phone next to the sofa rang.

Mu Zhitao raised her eyebrows and looked over, although she thought that no one should call, she still walked over and connected.

"Hello? Excuse me...... "Who are you looking for?"

Before Mu Zhitao's words were finished, he was interrupted by the caller.

I only heard the person on the other end of the phone hurriedly say a large amount of words, and I heard the peach of the wood for a long time before I reacted.

"Peach of the wood! Why don't you answer your phone when I call you!? Why don't you tell me when you're hurt! Itchy skin, isn't it? I have now received the approval of the leadership, and I can go to your house now, and I want to give you 'friendly condolences'! ā€

Listening to the shouting of the person on the other end of the phone, Mu Zhitao almost thought that his mother was calling.

Mu Zhitao moved the phone away and saw some familiar numbers on the small monitor on the phone......

She seemed to remember whose it was.

"Yanshan, I didn't have time to tell you, I was tired yesterday, and I couldn't go to work this morning to ask for leave, I'm sorry......"

Mu Zhitao crossed a warm current in his heart, and said with a smile, although Jiang Yanshan's tone was a little rushed when she said these words, she heard the concern in her words.

However, she was a little puzzled: "Why did the manager let you come?" ā€

Mu Zhitao knew that the leader in Jiang Yanshan's mouth was the manager who had just called her, and although the manager would care about the employees, he would not let Yanshan bring the workers over to see her.

Hearing Mu Zhitao's doubts, Jiang Yanshan couldn't understand what the manager meant.

"I don't know, she called me before I arrived at the company and asked me to go to your house today to see you."

Mu Zhitao was silent for a while, and said, "Then you come up, and I'll open the door for you when the time comes." ā€

"Okay." Jiang Yanshan hung up the phone as she spoke, and as soon as the green light turned on, she drove the car to the left and left.

Mu Zhitao put the phone back on the landline, Liu Mei twisted slightly, this thing is very strange, the manager made an exception to ask her to take a few more days off, and said that she would make up for it with the previous vacation, these two points are fine.

Now that Yan Shan is still coming to see her at home, it's a little too much to say, isn't the manager afraid that her partiality will cause dissatisfaction among the insiders of the public relations department?

Mu Zhitao sat on the sofa and thought for a long time but didn't find a suitable answer, sighed slightly, and looked towards the entrance.

It's better to wait for Yanshan to come, and she will ask a little more clearly.

Mu Zhitao thought about it, so he turned on the TV and waited for Jiang Yanshan to come while watching the show.

"Ding Dong"

It didn't take long for the doorbell to ring.

Mu Zhitao stood up on the sofa and limped to open the door.

Jiang Yanshan waited at the door for a minute or two before the door opened, and saw some beads of sweat on Mu Zhitao's forehead.

She put her hand holding the bread on Mu Zhitao's arms, and said as she walked through the door: "If your feet hurt, walk slowly, and I won't scold you for being slow." ā€

Mu Zhitao couldn't help laughing a few times, and when Jiang Yanshan walked in the door, he reached out and closed the door.

The two slowly walked to the living room, and Mu Zhitao saw the bakery's bag hanging on Jiang Yanshan's wrist.

She remembered that there was still porridge in the kitchen, patted Jiang Yanshan's arm, and said to her, "There is still porridge in the pot, you go and drink a bowl." ā€

It's pretty dry to eat bread.

Jiang Yanshan paused for a moment before he reacted and said, "You've eaten, I thought that you must not have eaten breakfast at home alone, so I went to the bakery to buy your share." ā€

After she hung up Mu Zhitao's phone, she went to the bakery to buy a few bread and went to Mu Zhitao's house.

Because she felt that Mu Zhitao was home alone, and her leg was injured again, she definitely didn't have much energy to cook breakfast, and she must be hungry, who knew that she had already eaten.

Jiang Yanshan looked at Mu Zhitao with slightly confused eyes, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually expanded, she leaned into Mu Zhitao, and said with the appearance of a goddess: "Little Peach, you have a situation~~"

Mu Zhitao glanced at Jiang Yanshan, reached out and patted her forehead, and couldn't help but say:

"Isn't it stupid! What's the situation, have you eaten too much Chinese cabbage recently? What the hell do you think about all day! ā€