Wang Xuejiao really went to the Gong family, and the first thing she said after she arrived was to find Gong and Mo.

"Do you have an appointment?" Although Wang Xuejiao came some time ago, she had no impression for a long time, and besides, Wang Xuejiao was very tightly wrapped.

"No, I'm just shopping here to see him."

"Wait a minute, I'll give you some instructions."

The phone called the president's office, and was replied that Mr. Gong had something to do.

"I'm sorry for this young lady, our palace manager is not in the company."

"That's fine, don't report it to him, please send this to his office, he will know when he sees it."

Wang Xuejiao put her things at the front desk and left, this time without deliberately showing her identity.

The staff put the things in the president's office, and Tina brought them to him after Miyaya Yomo returned.

Gong Youmo opened the package and was still a little surprised to see something.

This thing is a photo of Gong Yuchu with him.

Gong Youmo subconsciously regarded the person who came as Gong Yuchu.

He called the front desk.

"Did she say anything?"

"Nothing, just let us get something for you."

Gong and Mo adjusted the surveillance, but they couldn't see the person's appearance at all.

is not like Gong Yuchu, but there is a photo of them.

"If she comes back, invite her to my office." Gong and Mo ordered to go down.

His Gong Yuchu has ignored him for several days, and he just said good night and good morning as always.

In the office, it was rumored that Gong and Mo's mysterious wife had come to check on the post.

Mu Qiao was worried.

"Lao Gong, is Xiao Hei back?" Mu Qiao's voice palace is at the beginning.

"I'm back." Gong Yuchu simply typed.

Mu Qiao didn't reply again, she went straight to the top floor and stood outside the door of Gong Youmo's office.

She knocked on his door.

Hearing the reply from inside, Mu Qiao's heart was pounding, and his nervous legs were a little trembling.

She gently pushed the door open, not daring to look forward, looking at her toes.

"Mu Qiao!" Gong and Mo spoke first.

Mu Qiao looked up, and the moment he saw Gong and Mo, tears slipped down.

"Teacher Song?"

Gong Youmo smiled: "Yu Chu hasn't told you yet, I'm Gong Youmo." ”

Mu Qiao felt that the sky was about to fall, and she would never have thought that the great god she had been thinking about would be Gong Yuchu's husband.

"You, aren't you surnamed Song?" Mu Qiao was a little unsteady.

"That's an oolong, it's just a joke with Gong Yuchu."

Joke!

Mu Qiao's tears flowed down his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Gong Yomo asked puzzled.

"Let me ask you, do you love Gong Yuchu or not?"

"Love!" Gong Yomo replied unequivocally.

Mu Qiao still wants to ask, what about her? What is she? Little three? Lover?

Mu Qiao wiped his tears: "I wish you happiness." ”

Mu Qiao didn't know what to say, and all he could think of was this sentence.

Gong and Mo don't care about Mu Qiao's operation, if it weren't for her relationship with Gong Yuchu, she would be punished for entering his office.

Mu Qiao walked to the door, didn't look back, and said: "Gong Youmo, I hope you treat her well, if I let me know that you are sorry for her, I will definitely not let you go." ”

Gong Yuchu's popularity is really good, both men and women, they all warned him like this, but he still made her sad.

Mu Qiao returned to the office in despair, and she asked Gong Yuchu: Old Gong, where is Teacher Song?

"It's time to work." Gong Yuchu didn't want her to worry about her, and she also knew Mu Qiao's temper, if she knew that he had lied to her, she would stand up for her.

"I want to see Blackie." Mu Qiao is not dead yet, Gong Yuchu follows Gong Youmo, she will choose Gong Yuchu.

"There's something wrong with you lately, why do you care so much about Xiao Hei?" Gong Yuchu discovered an anomaly.

"It feels like he's a big god in my family." Mu Qiao said jokingly.

"Really? You'll be disappointed, Blackie is a jerk. ”

The two of them stopped talking until someone called Mu Qiao, and the two hung up the phone.