758 Gu Yang vs Le Man [020]
020
Le Man laughed and sorted out Gu Yang's clothes, and after changing his clothes, he was ready to go downstairs to see if there was anything to eat. As a result, as soon as he left the room, he met Gu Yang who came up from downstairs with someone.
The men were dressed formally, with folders in their hands, some taking pictures, some recording something.
Gu Yang was talking to the other party: "If I can, I hope to get the assessment report today." Expedite me! Cost is not an issue! ”
"Okay Mr. Gu, we will try to report the assessment to you before we get off work."
Le Man understood, and Gu Yang called someone to do the assessment of the house early in the morning.
He was more anxious than he was.
Le Man closed the door and went out, Gu Yang looked over when he heard the sound, and said with a smile: "Are you up?" Why don't you sleep a little longer? ”
After nodding and saying hello to the appraiser, Le Man looked at Gu Yang and did not speak.
Gu Yang took the initiative to say: "The report will come out in the evening, let the old lady go to the transfer tomorrow morning, and let them move out in the afternoon!" ”
Le Man nodded, no objection. Someone helped her arrange everything, and she was happy and relaxed.
She went downstairs, but there was no one downstairs, and Chen Dong's mother and son were nowhere to be found. Le Man thought that these two people might have been frightened by what happened last night, so they hid out in the morning, and they wouldn't have thought that Gu Yang had driven people away in order to be with her.
She went into the kitchen to make breakfast, simply ordered some noodles, and was beating eggs into the pot when her waist was suddenly circled from behind.
The man's face reached her neck and whispered, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet." ”
"I did your part."
"Okay."
The hand around her waist tightened a little, Gu Yang kissed her cheek, and her voice sank a little more: "Does it still hurt?" ”
"It hurts."
"I'm sorry."
Le Man didn't answer, the egg was beaten, she stirred it with a soup spoon for a while, turned off the heat, took out two porcelain bowls from the sterilization cabinet, and filled them with eight points full of noodle soup.
Gu Yang let go of her and took out the two bowls of noodles. She took a spoon and chopsticks and followed out.
The two sat down in the dining room and faced each other.
When his face was cold, Gu Yang smiled and asked, "Are you only going to be below?" ”
"Hmm."
Gu Yang smiled, didn't say anything, scooped some noodle soup with a spoon, and began to eat while blowing.
Because Le Man needs to protect his throat, he rarely eats hot things, so he still sits there and waits for his face to be cold.
She watched Gu Yang feast, looked at it for a while, and asked, "Are you going back today?" ”
"I'll wait for those people to get out of the way before I go back."
Le Man remembered what he had just said, let Ding Qin and the others move out tomorrow morning after the formalities were completed, and thought that he would leave the morning after tomorrow at the latest.
That's fine, she needs to be alone.
Gu Yang quickly finished eating the noodles, swallowed the last bite of soup, and said with satisfaction: "I'm starving to death, I ate a lunch yesterday and stayed up until now." ”
Le Man was surprised.
Gu Yang moved his mouth, he wanted to say something, but suddenly he didn't say anything, his eyes bent, he looked at her ambiguously, and said, "Actually, I ate last night, and you made it for me." ”
Le Man doesn't remember that he cooked for him last night, he probably ate it in a dream?
When she was eating noodles, Gu Yang sat opposite and looked at her with his chin propped up, looking at it, the corners of his lips and eyes curled, and he asked thoughtlessly: "Don't you like to talk since you were a child?" ”
"No, it won't."
"Then why don't you talk to me when you're with me?"
"There's not much to say."
Gu Yang smiled and changed his chin with his other hand: "It's okay, I just like quiet girls." ”
She ignored him, finished eating noodles, got up and took away the dishes and chopsticks of the two, and went back to the kitchen to clean.
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After the people of the evaluation team took the data, they left quickly, and Gu Yang sent the people away and went back to the second floor, still on the stairs, when he heard the sound of a long guitar coming from the music room.
His heart was fresh, he walked upstairs quickly, pushed the door in, and Le Man really sat in front of the window and played the guitar.
She sat in a chair with a music stand in front of her, her guitar resting on her lap, her upper body leaning forward slightly, plucking the strings one by one.
Gu Yang walked over gently, lay down on the bed, and looked at her playing the guitar in the morning light.
She is wearing a white T-shirt and light blue denim trousers, her shoulder-length mid-length hair is tied into a ponytail at random, her back is thin and slender, and her temperament is as clean and simple as she feels.
A woman over thirty years old is generally mature and elegant, and perhaps sophisticated, but she lives like the young girl in the memory of all boys.
Fresh, ignorant of the world, addicted to their own world, like a lonely and ephemeral dandelion.
How can she adapt to the rules of the big dye vat in the entertainment industry? It's no wonder that he was hacked so badly, so black that he wanted to quit the circle.
A girl like her, in the eyes of the world, may be positioned as a so-called, waste, over thirty years old but still can't handle those worldly things, people can force her to be like this by making some rumors on the Internet, maybe those little girls in their early twenties and drafts are better at playing than her.
But Gu Yang just likes her like this.
He is fed up with brainless comparisons between women, all kinds of vanity and money worship, and love to tell right and wrong.
She literally met all his requirements for a woman, except that she did lose a little weight.
The melody of the guitar is warm and sad, Gu Zhuo doesn't listen to Chinese songs much, let alone folk songs, I don't know what music Le Man plays, but he can hear the artistic conception.
Maybe these melodies are her feelings about her current situation, sad, but with a hint of warmth. She is using music to heal her wounds and relieve her worries.
Gu Yang didn't argue with her, just lay quietly on the bed like that, listening to her play one song after another, and hearing that she was asleep.
I woke up again because the phone in my pocket was vibrating. He took it out and saw that it was someone from the assessment team, and quickly connected it.
The other party said that the report was ready, and now it was downstairs, and asked him to go down and get it.
He hurriedly put on his shoes and went downstairs to get the report. When he returned to his room, Leman was collecting his guitar.
"The appraisal report has come out," Gu Yang handed over the report, "Because of the age of the house, this house is currently only worth 6.3 million." ”
Leman held the guitar case and put it next to his desk, opened the report, and looked at it carefully.
Gu Yang said: "Just such a little money, don't sell the house in Beijing, send me the account in a while, I will transfer the money to you, and I will go to replace the certificate tomorrow morning." ”
"Okay." Le Man closed the report, put the report on the table, picked up his mobile phone, and sent Gu Yang his card number.
She really wanted to let Ding Qin and the others move out quickly, thinking about waiting for the house in Beijing to be sold later, and then returning the money to Gu Yang.
It's just that she didn't mention these words, and after mentioning Gu Yang, she had to say it again to explain those strange and tiring people.
Her meekness surprised Gu Yang a little, but when she thought of the intimacy between the two last night, she thought that this was a signal that Le Man was gradually accepting him, and she couldn't help but feel proud, always feeling that she would soon be able to make Le Man die.
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