Inside the office.

As soon as Gu Xinjie put the lunch box on the coffee table, the little secretary came in again, holding a large square box in his hand, and put it on the desk in front of her.

"What is this?" She asked casually.

"Mr. Song's dress," the secretary replied: "Three days later, at seven o'clock in the evening, the company has a banquet at the Beicheng Hotel, which can be attended with your family, Mr. Song booked the dress a week ago, didn't he tell you?" ”

"Not yet."

"Maybe Song always wants to surprise you, right?" The little secretary seemed to feel speechless, and said angrily: "Mrs. Song, then don't tell Mr. Song that you already know, lest he blame me for talking too much, please, please." ”

"Okay, I'm not going to tell him."

After the secretary left, out of curiosity, she walked to the desk and opened the lid of the box to take a look.

Inside the box was a champagne-colored evening dress, which looked very beautiful and gorgeous, and the woman had no resistance to beautiful clothes, so she couldn't help but take it out and compare it with herself, and then she folded it down and put it back in place with satisfaction.

When Song Shihai finished the meeting, she sat back on the sofa, so he also sat down to eat with her, completely ignoring the box on the desk.

Thinking of the little secretary's please, Gu Xinjie didn't mention it, anyway, it's only three days, maybe he will go home with a dress tonight, and she will wait for the surprise.

But to her disappointment, Song Shihai didn't bring the dress back in the evening, and in the next few days, not only the dress, but even the banquet he didn't say a word.

The expectation in Gu Xinjie's heart slowly turned into loss, and as time passed, it became a kind of bitterness again.

If the dress wasn't intended for her, who was it ordered for?

Who would be the woman who would wear this beautiful dress and accompany him as a family member to the banquet?

She wanted to ask in person, but before she could figure out how to speak, Song Shihai suddenly called the night before the banquet and told her that there was something wrong with a project in the company's other cities, and he had to rush to deal with it temporarily, and he might not be able to come back tonight.

"And when are you going to be back?" She turned into the phone and asked, "Can you go home on time for dinner tomorrow night?" ”

"I'll do my best," he said hastily, then pinched the thread, and didn't mention anything about the banquet until now.

Was there no such banquet at all, or was he deliberately hiding it from her?

Listening to the busy voice on the other side of the phone, Gu Xinjie pursed her lips, unable to say why, and felt a little uneasy in her heart.

As Gu Xinjie's death day in her last life is getting closer and closer, Song Canran is also like a great enemy, she has reduced everything she goes out in the past few days, except for sleeping in class, she is almost inseparable from Gu Xinjie.

Although there are still a few days before Gu Xinjie's death day, with her rebirth, many events have occurred in advance, what if there is also a deviation this time?

And things have changed in this life, and she doesn't know where to watch out.

In the evening of that day, after eating with Gu Xinjie, she called Song Shihai again, but she also didn't get through.

"Dad may be on the road and the phone is off."

"Maybe it's out of power, he left in a hurry yesterday, and he didn't bring a charger," Gu Xinjie smiled: "He's such a big person and he won't go home by himself, don't you want to take the opportunity to be lazy, hurry back to study at night." ”

Song Canran was urged by her to go back to the classroom, and watching her leave, Gu Xinjie also cleaned up and turned around to leave the school.

Ten minutes later, she came to the Beicheng Hotel by taxi.

At this time, there were still five minutes before the banquet time that the little secretary said.