That's why their company has such a good reputation, and doing charity is just an investment.

"No, boss." Qiao Sen's face changed greatly, a place like Africa is full of black girls, isn't his romantic life about to end, and the boss is too ruthless.

"Okay, I don't care, see how lonely you are until the last person grows old, maybe when Lu Zisheng and Miss Gu get married, you can send a wedding post, and you can be a best man again-"

Song Weili swept over with another cold swishing gaze, and Qiao Sen felt that he was going to let his gaze freeze into ice, so he flashed quickly.

When only he was left in the room, Song Weili's face remained cold, and he gritted his teeth and muttered: "I know, it's not credible!" ”

Lu Zisheng, the fox man, I'm afraid that only she can't understand what's going on, or she is pretending to be confused.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, he almost let her behavior be shaken, and he really couldn't believe it.

Gu Meng didn't know that his every move was understood so clearly by him, Song Weili defined this kind of surveillance-like behavior as the care of a friend, after all, she was so simple, it was very pitiful for people to be deceived.

Gu Meng bought a lot of cooking books, as well as some online textbooks and videos, and learned them one by one, going to the hospital to take care of the old lady during the day, and cooking at home at night.

The happiest thing for her is that she always meets Song Weili during the day, and he will go to the hospital to see her grandmother as he said.

Although he immediately recovered his face when he left the hospital, he would not pay attention to what he said, but she was already very happy. It's just that in the past few days, his face seems to have become more cold. Gu Meng looked at the time and knew that he was a person with a strong sense of time, and he went to the hospital at nine o'clock in the morning to see the old lady, and then went to the company by the way.

Gu Meng held the lunch box in her hand, which was the breakfast she had carefully made an hour early in the morning, which had been verified by Lu Zisheng's picky mouth, so she sent it to him.

"Uncle, you're so early, I've just arrived." She said with a smile, she would never say that she would come half an hour early every day in order to meet him by chance, for fear of missing it.

Song Weili looked at her, looking at the mist on her head, her brows furrowed slightly, she was the only one who lied and didn't make drafts.

Now it's winter, the weather outside is very cold, standing for a while, there will be moisture on people's bodies, he didn't say anything, but there was still a strange feeling in his heart.

"Uncle Uncle, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, I made breakfast, you can try it, bacon spring rolls, I made it exclusively."

Gu Meng chased after him behind his ass, his tall figure, long legs and long feet, Gu Meng was a little shorter, and he had to chase him in stride. Song Weili was a little helpless, and even increased his pace.

"Uncle, just try it, it's really delicious." Gu Meng looked at him expectantly, this is really what she learned a lot of geniuses, she is not afraid of hard work, even if he tastes it, he will not taste it.

With that, he stuffed breakfast into his arms and ran into the hospital as fast as he could. Song Weili glanced at her, then looked at the cute lunch box, and when she opened it, there were some sushi and spring rolls inside, which were full of color, flavor and taste, which made people very appetizing. His face was gloomy and his expression was ugly, but he knew what level her cooking skills were, and how she could suddenly improve like this.

Thinking of what happened before, his face turned dark at the moment, and the anger in his heart rushed up, and he casually threw the lunch box into the trash can on the side. Striding in, Gu Meng saw him come in so quickly, and asked happily, "Uncle, is the breakfast delicious?" ”

Song Weili glanced at the sleeping old lady and said lightly: "Throw it away, don't do it in the future, I'm not used to eating things outside." And I'm not so poor that I can't afford breakfast. With such leisure, it is better to take care of grandma more. ”

Gu Meng's face froze, and she almost couldn't hold back her tears. Barely smiled, he said: "No, uncle, I get up early, time will not be wasted, and grandma will not wake up so early, the hygiene of the outside things is not guaranteed, I make it myself, and the ingredients are the best." ”

Song Weili simply shut up, she didn't want to listen to what she said, she couldn't do it alone, then it must be Lu Zisheng who was helping on the side, thinking of that kind of picture, there was a burst of depression in her heart, and the expression on her face was even more ugly.

"Uncle, you have dark circles in your eyes, are you not sleeping well, do you think about me?" Gu Meng looked over quietly and asked, Song Weili's face darkened.

Gu Meng saw that he ignored him, and he didn't get angry, he just said to himself: "I miss Uncle these days, although I can see you every morning, but I still miss you very much, Uncle, you say, what can I do if I go on like this-"

Song Weili frowned, listened to her talk to herself, took a deep breath, and told herself that she couldn't trust her anymore.

In silence, the old lady had woken up, and now her hair had fallen out, and Gu Meng was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable in her heart, so she found a very comfortable wig for her to wear.

"Mengmeng, why did you come so early today, why did I go to bed later and later." The old lady said, looked at the time, and it was almost ten o'clock, and the disease seemed to be getting more and more serious.

Gu Meng smiled and held her withered hand and said, "Grandma, it's not too late, it's not too late, how are you feeling today, are you feeling better?" ”

Although she was reluctant, she also had to recognize the reality, the old lady's illness was afraid that there was not much chance of recovery, but I just hoped that she would not work so hard and be by her side if she could.

"Hey, that's how my body is." The old lady sighed, people are sick when they are old, looked at Song Weili who didn't speak on the side, and said with concern: "Xiao Song, I see that your face is not very good, is it uncomfortable, do you want to see a doctor, young man, don't pay too much attention to work, the body is the most important thing." ”

Song Weili smiled faintly, his heart warmed, this old lady is really a kind person.

"I'm fine, grandma, I'm still young, I'll recover after a rest." His pressure is indeed not small, and his work is secondary, although he doesn't want to admit it, but Gu Meng's matter has indeed affected his feelings.