When Qiao Wan broadcast again, the other party had already shown that the phone was turned off.

Will there be a fight?

Qiao Wan panicked and was about to call Fu Er and ask him to ask about the situation when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Xiaoxi stood at the door, smiling awkwardly: "Mr. Qiao, Mr. Gu is here." ”

Mr. Gu?

Qiao Wan didn't react for a while, until Gu Nanxun's figure appeared in front of him.

The man was dressed in a straight suit and had a noble temperament, carrying a cake in his left hand, staring at her with a big smile.

Qiao Wan was stunned, why did he come?

"Joe always doesn't welcome me?"

Hearing Gu Nanxun's words, Qiao Wan couldn't drive people out of the office no matter how much he wanted to keep his distance from him.

"Mr. Gu, please take a seat." Qiao Wan walked to the sofa and spoke softly.

Gu Nanxun put the cake down, the box opened, and a delicate and beautiful strawberry cake immediately appeared in front of him.

Seeing the strawberry cake, Qiao Wan remembered that late that night, Fu Xingzhi personally went to the store to buy a cake for her and fed her in person, and felt a little uncomfortable.

What if he is really beaten......

Seeing that Qiao was distracted, Gu Nanxun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was gentle: "This cake is very famous in the whole Jiangcheng, but I don't know if Mr. Qiao likes strawberry flavor." ”

Qiao Wan came back to his senses and subconsciously replied, "I like it very much." ”

Loved it?

Hearing her say these three words, Gu Nanxun's hand slowly tightened, and the eyes staring at her cheeks became deeper and deeper.

Mizumi also likes strawberry-flavored cakes.

"Joe always tastes it, it tastes very good."

As he spoke, Gu Nanxun handed the spoon to Qiao Wan, and his voice was as warm as water.

The spoon stopped in front of her, and Qiao didn't pick it up late, and it wasn't okay if she didn't.

Facing Gu Nanxun's gentle and sincere gaze, he still politely accepted it, but he didn't eat: "Why did Mr. Gu come over suddenly?" ”

She had read the company's information, E.s had no work contact with the Gu Group, and she was not familiar with him......

"Just call me Nanxun." Gu Nanxun hooked his lips and smiled, and took out a document from his bag: "There is something I want to ask Miss Qiao for help." ”

Help?

Qiao Wan looked down and saw a yellow, incomplete sketch of a character.

In the picture, the boy sits quietly on a chair with gauze on his eyes, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Half of the horn was missing from the sketch, causing the boy to lose one of his hands.

Qiao Wan raised her eyes, looked at Gu Nanxun seriously, and asked tentatively, "This is?" ”

Like himself!

Seeing that there were no waves in her eyes, Gu Nanxun was a little lost, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to redraw it again and complete it." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, "Repainting? ”

Doesn't that make sense?

Listening to Qiao Wan's beautiful voice, Gu Nanxun nodded, suppressing the sadness in his heart.

The sketch was drawn by Shui Shui, as long as you get Qiao Wan's sketch handwriting and compare the two, you can know whether Shui Shui and Qiao Wan are the same person.

No...... Anyway, he's been looking for so many years, so he doesn't care about being disappointed again.

But if it's ......

Thinking of this, Gu Nanxun stared at her face, listening to the familiar voice, and his heart beat wildly: "Does Qiao always feel embarrassed?" ”

Qiao Wan subconsciously shook her head: "It's not, it's just ......"

"Then it's troublesome Mr. Qiao." Gu Nanxun then spoke, not giving Qiao Wan a chance to refuse: "Do I need to go back and wait, or wait here?" ”

Qiao Wan frowned slightly, in a dilemma.

Seeing that the photo is just a simple sketch, it can be copied in half an hour.

"Then I'll get it for you now." Qiao Wan turned around and went to find a drawing board and pencil, during which he called Fu Xingzhi again, but the phone was still turned off.

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There is a change at half past eight.

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