Gu Xing grabbed the card, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash.

In the evening, Gu Xing went straight home after getting off work, and a text message came in at half past seven, Gu Xing saw that it was a number that she could no longer be familiar with, even after many years, it was recognizable at a glance.

Tang Xiaohui.

Her brow furrowed.

Gu Xing squinted his eyes, and his hand holding the phone tightened, he actually got her mobile phone number! Tang Xiaohui, since you regretted your marriage and got married, why don't you live a good life with Song Xiaohan and provoke her three times and twice?

The text message reads: Director Gu, if you don't come tonight, the cooperation will be invalid.

In the end, Gu Xing still changed into a more formal black dress and went out. She's on business.

This Western restaurant, five years ago, he and she often came, the environment is very elegant, the decoration and layout have European and American flavors, there is a small dance floor in the middle, and there are dining tables all around. Formal attire is mandatory for diners at this restaurant.

Gu Xing paused at the door, walked in, and saw Tang Xiaohui on the dance floor at a glance, and when he saw her coming, he looked at his watch expressionlessly.

The entire restaurant is filled with lyrical waltzes, and there are several young couples dancing on the dance floor.

Gu sat down and smiled, "Mr. Tang, I don't know if you come out of me so late, what business do you have to discuss?" ”

The implication is that you talk about business quickly, and she leaves for private matters.

Tang Xiaohui didn't answer, snapped his fingers, the waiter came over, and Tang Xiaohui skillfully ordered, "Two filet mignon, one for five ripe and one for seven ripe." ”

Gu Xing glanced at the white wine on the table, the seven-ripe portion was hers. He turned to the waiter with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, but the seven ripe filets were replaced by dry-aged steaks." ”

Tang Xiaohui's eyes darkened, "Have you changed your taste?" ”

"Habits can change, let alone tastes."

Tang Xiaohui stared at her and didn't speak for a long time. His eyes were fixed on her, as if to penetrate her, and his fingers slid over the rim of the glass. Gu took a sip of wine calmly.

Tang Xiaohui suddenly got up, stretched out a hand, and said, "Miss Gu, how about a dance?" ”

"Mr. Tang, I think we'd better finish our business quickly......"

"Not in the mood." Tang Xiaohui's face was calm, obviously displeased, and he didn't put down his outstretched hand, with an expression that if you don't dance Lao Tzu, you won't talk about business.

Gu Xingrao is temper is calm and wanted to shave his two ears, took a deep breath, and put his hand in his hand.

Her hands were a little sweaty and a little clammy, but his hands were dry and warm. Gu Xing wanted to pull away vigorously, and his hand unconsciously pulled out, but Tang Xiaohui clung to her and didn't let her break free.

The new piece begins, and it's a tango that doesn't have a very fast tempo. He took her to start dancing, not fast or slow, one tiptoe twisted, and when she fell, Tang Xiaohui took her body into his arms, frowning.

Gu's overly indifferent expression made Tang Xiaohui feel a wave of anger in his heart, grabbing her waist and hitting the pillar behind. Gu felt a huge pain coming from behind, and she bent over in pain. Tang Xiaohui pressed her against the pillar one by one, and her body fit tightly.

He leaned close to her ear, "All these years, do you miss me?" ”

Gu Xing gritted his teeth, and just wanted to push him away, but he grabbed his waist and carried him back to the dance floor.

Before Gu Xing could recover from the pain just now, his voice sounded above his head, "Say, have you thought about me?" ”

Didn't he ask you what you wanted me to do? Rather, have you thought about me? He was afraid to hear an unwanted answer, so he hugged her tightly.