After a long time, Wen Xiaoke knocked on Gu Jingchen's office door.

The office is still the same office I saw three days ago, and Gu Jingchen is still the handsome and indifferent Gu Jingchen.

Wen Xiaoke walked in with his head down, looking timid who didn't dare to look directly at people.

She handed the document to Gu Jingchen and began to speak.

Wen Xiaoke was very serious at work, and his whole body exuded a confident light.

After repeating the contents of the document, Wen Xiaoke raised a few more doubts.

Gu Jingchen didn't answer her doubts, just threw the document back coldly, "Redo." ”

Wen Xiaoke took the document, inexplicably a little weak-hearted, "Okay." ”

Just thought about it, and it wasn't her redoing it, she was empty-hearted.

"Then I'll go back first." Wen Xiaoke held the document, and wanted to slip away when he was greased on the soles of his feet.

"Come back."

Gu Jingchen's cold voice without the slightest emotion came from behind him.

Wen Xiaoke's body stiffened, turned around with a dry smile, and stood up straight, "Mr. Gu, do you have any other orders?" ”

Gu Jingchen took out a box of delicate snacks from the drawer and pushed it to the edge of the desk, "An An gave it to you." ”

Hearing that it was sent by An An, Wen Xiaoke's eyes were shining, and he rubbed it in front of the table, then picked up the snack box and showed a big smile at Gu Jingchen, "Thank you, Mr. Gu, thank you An An." ”

After thanking him, he didn't give Gu Jingchen a chance to continue talking, and left quickly.

The speed was so fast that even Gu Jingchen didn't react.

After a long while, there was a chuckle in the office.

Weekends and weekends.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Xiaoke took Xiao Zimo to the shopping mall agreed with Zhu Qiu.

The two met quickly, and when they saw Xiao Zimo, Zhu Qiu was shaken for a moment, and the whole person was shaky, as if he remembered some bad memories.

Wen Xiaoke didn't notice it, lowered his head and said to Xiao Zimo: "Xiaobao, this is your Aunt Zhu." ”

Zhu Qiu came back to his senses, his face returned to the same as before, and he only frowned slightly, "I'm not that old, call me sister." ”

Wen Xiaoke smiled dumbly and said gently, "Okay, Xiaobao, this is your sister." ”

The boy Mo was very well-behaved, although he had a serious little face, he called out very politely, "Good luck to my sister." ”

The boy Mo looks very cute, and his little face is round, which makes people can't help but want to pinch it.

"Xiaobao is good." Obviously, the boy Mo conquered Zhu Qiu with his face.

Zhu Qiu's face was soft, and his eyes were full of the joy of a tired man.

Wen Xiaoke had never seen such a gentle Zhu Qiu.

The two walked around the mall for a long time, Zhu Qiu bought a lot of things, and also bought some toys for Xiao Zimo.

When Zhu Qiu buys things, it is also very similar to her usual style, simple and rude.

As long as you like it, you will never be soft.

Along the way, Zhu Qiu seemed to have opened some incredible skills, and asked Xiao Zimo if he liked this, whether he liked that or not, and many people regarded her as Xiao Zimo's mother.

Zhu Qiu was too enthusiastic about Xiao Zimo, and both of them were a little overwhelmed.

In the end, under Wen Xiaoke's tough attitude, she stopped thinking, and there was still some unfinished thinking on her face.

I wish Qiu a secret.

She looked at Xiao Zimo's eyes with fire and pity, as if she was looking at the most important person in her life through him.

It's just that she doesn't say, and she won't ask.

After all, everyone has secrets, and she has them too.

"Mama, I want to go to the bathroom." The kid put his face on the little bun and said to Wen Xiaoke.