Chapter 022, who is that woman (revised)

There was a suffocating silence in the carriage.

Mu Qingqing looked coldly at the face engraved in the depths of her memory in front of her, the familiar outline was still the lips she had been deeply infatuated with, but it was clear that it had become unfamiliar: the bright eyes and bright teeth of the past had long been carved into deep and delicate by the years, and the dark pupils were no longer as clear as water, no longer reflecting the smiling her, and no longer the big boy named Gu Tingbei she knew.

It's just that they all happen to use the same name.

Today's Gu Tingbei is no longer the first love Qingren who once loved Mu Qingqing deeply, just one of her customers, a big VVIP customer she had to serve carefully under heavy pressure.

The customer is God. Gu Tingbei, who has been immersed in the mall for many years, undoubtedly knows very well that he is now the God Lord who can bring her the greatest benefits! If she can make this DK project, the generous commission alone will be enough for her to eat for at least a year and a half!

It is precisely because she can make so much money from him that it is inevitable that Gu Tingbei will make some difficult requests. His words, "Tie my tie." He was simply exercising his privilege as a noble God.

Although he just asked her to tie him a tie, he didn't hit her chest or forcibly pour her wine, which was much better than many customers like the outbreak. However, Gu Tingbei may never understand that this seemingly simple request is actually a great irony for her!

This pink peach heart lavalier used to be delivered by her wholeheartedly, but now he treats it as a side requirement of the mall transaction, a form similar to the unspoken/rule, so vulgar! So pickled! So meanly!

Mu Qingqing's little face turned white strangely, staring at the man's deep ink eyes, she smiled sarcastically: "If I don't do it, won't Gu always adopt my design?" ”

The man in the driver's seat looked at her heavily, his eyes narrowed, the hand holding the collar clenched inexplicably, and frowned slightly displeasurefully, "Tonight, I don't want to talk about business." ”

He did not directly deny it, which means that there is still room for negotiation. Mu Qingqing didn't want things to be irreparably bad. eased his face, and said, "I don't know how to wear a tie, Mr. Gu's request is a little difficult for me." ”

The man's slender and clean fingers stroked the sea-blue tie in the brocade box meaningfully, and there was a hint of mockery in his clear voice, "No, or unwilling?" ”

Mu Qingqing blocked back in two by two, "With Mr. Gu's Zhilan Yushu-like figure and appearance, there must never be a shortage of women rushing to tie your tie, and my thoughts are not so important, right?" ”

Under the dim lights, the man lowered his eyes, skillfully put the tie into his neck, seriously folded the layer, and pinned the tie to the tie in a dignified manner, skillfully and calmly.

seems to use his words and deeds to prove that there is not such a woman around him.

After doing this qiē, the man stared at her and looked into her beautiful eyes with a smile, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." She didn't flatter him against her will.

The navy blue tie is very eye-catching on his white shirt, although the tie is a little out of style, but it does not detract from his charm. The tie is beautiful, and it is even more beautiful to tie it around a man's neck.

Gu Tingbei is a natural hanger, even if it is just an ordinary T-shirt, wearing it on him is a beautiful work of art.

Probably because of her compliment, Gu Tingbei's mood changed inexplicably, not only generously invited her to the high-end Western restaurant at Wan Chai Pier for dinner, but also gentlemanly sent her to the downstairs of the apartment where Lin Youyou lived.

Lin Youyou happened to get off a taxi, and Mu Qingqing pushed the car door and was about to walk towards her best friend-

A long, muscular body blocked the car door, domineering her trapped between her arms and the car door, "Don't ask me, who will that woman be?" ”I1483