The faint light of neon lights and moonlight were mixed together, projecting in from the window of the living room and scattered on the sofa, faintly coating Song Yuhua with a layer of silver light, like a fairy left in the sky in the haze.

For a while, Gu Jun was a little stunned.

After a while, he came back to his senses, walked forward with light steps, leaned down, and called softly: "Yuhua, Yuhua......"

The person who was asleep seemed to be really tired, and there was no reaction, only the sound of shallow breathing.

Gu Jun sat down on the ground directly next to Song Yuhua's head, leaned on the sofa, reached out and gently pulled her hair hanging down on her forehead behind her ears, his eyes swept over her willow-like beauty, closed eyes, slightly straight nose bridge, and finally landed on her small lips.

Her lips were a little dry, with a slight white edge and a little flaky, but these imperfect lips made him feel the urge to kiss.

Gu Jun has always been a man of action, he leaned down and gently dropped a kiss on Song Yuhua's forehead. As soon as the soft kiss touched the part, he straightened up and smacked his lips, as if he had eaten some delicious food, but he still felt a little dissatisfied in his heart.

So, he leaned over again, and this time the kiss fell on Song Yuhua's lips.

Song Yuhua, who was asleep, was well-behaved, no matter how Gu Jun kissed, he would not resist, nor would he stare at people, nor would he say some arrogant retorts, Gu Jun knew the taste of the marrow for a while, and almost couldn't stop.

In the middle of the night, when it was almost twelve o'clock, Song Yuhua, who had woken up from sleep, opened her eyes and found that it was dark all around, only a faint light came from the window, so that she could vaguely see the general outline of the house.

Sitting up on the sofa, the thin quilt that he had just bought today slipped off, and some vague thoughts gradually became clear, and Song Yuhua remembered that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.

I knocked my head in annoyance, it's so late, can I go back?

After a few movements, Song Yuhua felt something strange on her lips, she reached out and touched it, it hurt a little, it was hot, like eating too spicy chili. Strange, what's going on? She wondered to herself.

By the way, what about Gu Jun?

Song Yuhua hurriedly searched in the house, and then saw a black shadow suspected of being a human on the side of the sofa, she did not immediately step forward, but walked down from the other side, came to the place where the dining table was placed, and turned on a small lamp.

The light of the small lamp is faint yellow, which is very dim compared to the incandescent lamp, but it is enough to dispel the darkness and brighten the living room.

In an instant, Song Yuhua saw Gu Jun sitting on the ground and falling asleep against the sofa, she was both funny and distressed, the ground was hard and cold, how could she fall asleep.

She stepped forward and picked up the thin quilt that she had just thrown on the sofa, and was about to cover Gu Jun, who had just halfway covered it, and Gu Jun, who was more alert in the face of the sudden change of light, frowned slightly and opened his eyes.

"Did I wake you up?" Song Yuhua blamed himself a little.

Gu Jun shook his head, grabbed Song Yuhua's hand holding the thin quilt and pulled it gently, and the person in front of him fell down unbalanced, and fell into his arms very skillfully.

"Huh? Embrace yourself? Gu Jun raised his eyebrows slightly and made a preemptive move, and his voice that had just woken up was low and hoarse, full of magnetism, as if with a small feather, gently scratching Song Yuhua's ears and heart.

"Not really." Her mouth was stiff, but her tone was weak.

"Heh......"

Gu Jun laughed in a low voice as if he had been poked into something, and his voice was even more sultry. Song Yuhua listened in a trance, and doubted himself a little, when did he have more voice control.

Before she could figure it out, she was suddenly hugged tightly, and the sultry male voice that made her heart beat faster sounded in her ears again: "Yuhua, meeting you is really the luckiest thing in my life." ”

Song Yuhua was stunned, and suddenly, his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, and he hugged each other tightly, "Wrong, being with you is my greatest luck." ”

She was definitely patronized by the god of luck, otherwise how could she have a chance to do it again and let him return to her side.

In the dim light, the two hugged each other tightly, looking like one person from a distance.

Under the same light, Du Weiwei stood in front of the window in a silk nightgown with red wine, she lost sleep, and when the company really got started, she realized how difficult it was to bring a company back to life, which was on the verge of bankruptcy.

In just three days, she attended a drinking party and visited five people, and finally got a little investment for her small company, and the other party agreed to it for the sake of friendship with her.

But there is no way, she can't let her parents know, otherwise, the matter and truth of asking her mother for money under the pretext of filling the company will be exposed.

Although her father was willing to give her money, give her company to practice, and even teach her, he was absolutely not allowed to deceive and conceal it. This is not out of morality and principle, but the strong desire for control of the superiors, which is also the most unbearable part of Du Weiwei.

She looked at the flowerbeds in the garden that were glowing red in the moonlight, and the hand holding the wine glass suddenly tightened, "Song Yuhua, I won't lose to you, one day, I will prove it to Gu Jun, prove it to everyone, I am better than you!" ”

Determined to give people great strength, Du Weiwei woke up early the next morning, she forced herself to get up with sleep, and hurriedly went to the company after breakfast.

After she walked for a while, Father Du came down from upstairs, and when he saw that Mother Du was the only one at the table, he couldn't help asking, "Where is Weiwei?" ”

Du Mu shook her head and smiled helplessly, "People have left early, in order to run the company well these days, you can use your heart." ”

Father Du snorted dissatisfiedly and sat at the dining table, "If you had come to ask me, those problems would have been solved a long time ago." ”

Du's mother stretched out her hand and served a bowl of mung bean porridge for her husband, and said with a smile: "She also wants to prove her ability, just like when you were young." ”

didn't know what her parents were talking about her, Du Weiwei came to the company and called everyone together for a meeting.

The small conference room was full, and a two-page plan was smashed in front of her, Du Weiwei was expressionless, and her voice was cold, "This is what I wrote overnight, and the big guys will pass it down and take a good look." ”

Two pages are not much, and they can be scanned in two or three minutes, and even if they were, it would take some time to pass them down in a circle.

Without waiting for everyone to finish reading, Du Weiwei began to speak: "From today onwards, we will officially change our name to Shimmer Clothing Company, and there are people here who have ideas or experience in clothing design and are willing to join the design team, and they will stay after the meeting." ”

Everyone nodded.

After a while, some of the people who read the plan began to ask: "We don't have a problem with the sudden transformation, but there are no corresponding partners and garment factories, so even if we draw a beautiful design drawing, it is useless." ”

Du Weiwei crossed her arms with her hands, and her cold and arrogant face was full of momentum, "Don't worry, I have contacted the garment factory and the clothing store that is willing to sell our clothes." ”

That is to say, the source of the goods and the sales channels have been solved, and the design drawing, she herself is out of this profession, not to mention, she also invited a person,

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled lightly, "By the way, I specially invited a professional as the leader of the design team, and I will be there later, I hope everyone will be enthusiastic." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the conference room, and Du Weiwei said, "Come in." Then, the door was pushed open, and a familiar old gentleman appeared in front of him.

"I'm not late, am I?" The old gentleman chuckled.

If Song Yuhua was here, she would definitely be able to recognize that this person was the old judge who teamed up with Du Weiwei to design and slander her for cheating.

Of course, she didn't know.

Song Yuhua was having breakfast with Gu Jun and got on the bus to the garment factory. Leaning on Gu Jun's shoulder, he asked lightly: "You said that I threw all my work to Ailan for the past two days, will she want to beat me?" ”

Gu Jun comforted: "Don't worry, she can't beat you." ”

Song Yuhua: "......" is what kind of answer is this? Eyes glared: "You mean I'm too fierce?" ”

"It's good to be fierce, you won't be bullied, if you're really worried, I'll teach you a few tricks later." Gu Jun's answer was serious, which made Song Yuhua embarrassed if he wanted to make trouble unreasonably.

She snorted, retracted her gaze to look ahead, half loudly, and laughed again. After laughing for a few seconds, a sentence suddenly came to mind, saying that if a young man suddenly laughs when he thinks about something, he is probably in love.

Just like her.