The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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He waited until Gu Weimian sat down, then turned his gaze to the driver, his lips slightly raised. Secretary Hong casually threw these into the trash can beside him, waved his hand lightly, and signaled the old man who was cleaning the house to deal with these things. She quickly took a few steps inside: "...This is not for you either." Duan Xishen's chewing suddenly stopped as Gu Weiman said this, and his slightly raised cheeks made the man lose all his coldness and hardness.
He waited until Gu Weimian sat down, then turned his gaze to the driver, his lips slightly raised.
"Go to Duan's house.
Still with elegant emphasis, it now seemed as if a waltz was being played.
The whole person is about to float up.
"Bang."
The car door closed.
The black Mercedes slowly drove away.
On the other side, Duan Xishen also got into a black Bentley.
Secretary Hong is in charge of driving.
The car door closed.
Form a relatively closed space.
Both of them followed the car that was about to disappear.
"Catch up." Duan Xi said in a deep voice.
"I know!" Secretary Hong quickly stepped on the clutch.
The car shot out like a bolt of lightning.
This was the first time this valuable car was treated so roughly.
In just a few minutes, he caught up with the Mercedes-Benz in front.
The two men breathed a sigh of relief.
Their eyes met in the rearview mirror for a second.
But after a moment, Secretary Hong turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.
His hands gripped the steering wheel, muscles tense.
He coughed lightly and broke the silence in the car.
"Um... Huo Yan just brought something over."
Duan Xishen frowned and smiled lightly.
"You're already here, and you still want to go back?"
He paused slightly, then realized what was happening and said calmly,
“It wasn’t his in the first place.
Secretary Hong nodded softly.
The car slowly drove into the gate of Duan's house.
He helped Duan Xishen get out of the car and turned to go to the trunk.
There were several exquisite boxes inside, including lunch boxes filled with food, several boxes of shoes, several bags of clothes, and even pajamas.
Each item is neatly packaged.
Secretary Hong casually threw these into the trash can beside him, waved his hand lightly, and signaled the old man who was cleaning the house to deal with these things.
It's as if these things have never appeared.
He walked inside.
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Gu Weimian has already entered the living room of Duan's house.
She stood at the edge of the door, looking at the woman who was sitting in the shadow of the corner, her back hunched, her head down, writing something.
For a moment, I couldn't move forward.
At this moment, she really looked much thinner than the one she remembered.
But it didn’t look much better.
There was no longer any trace of the stunningly beautiful face she had seen in her profile.
All that could be seen was her messy hair, which looked like strands of cattail grass that had lost its moisture and life, tangled together in a rebellious manner.
Revealing the somewhat sallow lower half of her face.
Duan Xishen came up from behind and took the box that Gu Weimian had been holding all the way from his hand.
Put it on the coffee table.
Duan Xishen opened the box, but there was no suitable tableware nearby.
The man simply picked up a shrimp dumpling with his hands and put it into his mouth.
For men, this is an extremely inappropriate action.
He ate with a happy look on his face.
Gu Weimian was stunned. She quickly took a few steps inside: "...This is not for you either."
Duan Xishen's chewing suddenly stopped as Gu Weiman said this, and his slightly raised cheeks made the man lose all his coldness and hardness.
He actually looked a little dull and pitiful.
The two looked at each other.
Speechless embarrassment.
It just so happened...
Secretary Hong came back just in time, just when this embarrassing situation was over...
He uttered a weak word in his heart.
He silently retracted his foot that was about to step into the living room door, turned around silently, and went outside silently.