MTL - Face Slapping The Slag Gong System-Chapter 14 Seven years of itching

The next day, the major entertainment magazines described in detail the details of Gu Qin’s and Qin Mu’s romantic proposal, and accompanied a beautiful illustration of the two kissing. Gu Qin, although promptly pressed the news, However, the gossip is still endless, and there are more gossip fans who have praised Qin Mu for the lack of land in the sky. The words suggest that Gu Qin bought Qin Mu’s company in order to get Qin Mu.

Qin Mu relished the magazine that was replaced, and touched his face from time to time. In contrast, Gu Qin was black and his face was very, very bad. Everyone in the company saw that the boss was in a bad mood. No one dared to come to the boss's punching bag. This allowed Qin Mu to give him the information he wanted.

After Qin Mu went to Gu Qin’s office, he put the information on the shelf and sat on the sofa to read the magazine.

When he read the pages of the magazine about his content, Qin Mu put down the magazine and directed someone who was unhappy: "Is the magazine really true?"

Gu Qin: "...what?"

The slender fingers pointed at the column in the magazine, Qin Mudao said: "The above said that you came to this company to get close to me."

Gu Qin: "The above is scribbled."

When the magazine was smashed, Qin Mu got up and walked to Gu Qin’s desk, holding his hands on the table, leaning forward, and the beautiful face of the breathless face approached Gu Qin. “Hey, I said—”

"..."

"Did you have a crush on me?"

"..."

"Is it in the hotel that time?" Qin Mu smashed his head and glanced at Gu Qin, his eyes floating in a smile: "You fell in love with me at first sight?"

Gu Qin quickly denied: "No."

Qin Mu chuckled, and his eyes clearly conveyed the meaning of "You don't deny that Laozi has long seen it." Gu Qin silently, bowed his head and did not look at him, but concentrated on the documents in his hands. He did not continue to tease him. Qin Mu turned around and sat on Gu Qin's desk. Since he established his relationship with Gu Qin, he became more and more casual in front of Gu Qin. It can be said that it is exposed to nature.

"Tell something to you." Qin Mu thought for a moment.

The pen in Gu Qin’s hand kept on, brushing and marking what was on, and succinctly opening: “Let’s talk.”

Qin Musi stunned for a few seconds. "Our wedding, I want to invite Su Yuyu to participate."

The pen in the youth’s hand was stunned. He still didn’t carry it. He just asked faintly: “Do you still like him?”

"No."

Gu Qin once asked Qin Mu this question, and Qin Mu did not hesitate to answer no.

"Well, you want him to come and let him come."

The young man re-examined the pen, and Qin Mu glanced at him side by side. Gu Qinzheng concentrated on his work, and he was not affected by the topic just now. He was not at ease, and confirmed it again: "Do you really mind? If you don't want him to come, then..."

"I don't mind." Gu Qin interrupted Qin Mu's words, and lifted up the scorpion. The obsidian's scorpion is fixedly looking directly at Qin Mu, and his lips are slightly open: "No matter what you say, I believe in you."

Under the gaze of the bright and clear eyes of the youth, Qin Mu was somewhat guilty of somehow. He first bowed his head and avoided Gu Qin’s gaze, so he did not see the young man stunned in the next second. Qin Mu bowed his fist to his mouth and coughed low. "If there is no problem, just say it."

"Ok."

Gu Qin nodded.

At this time, the youth seems to be more quiet and silent than before. Qin Mu secretly swears that he is living more and more, and he will not dare to look at Gu Qin’s eyes.

In the evening, Gu Qin was going to attend a reception, let Qin Mu go home first, and went to the house. One person faced a cold and clear house. Qin Mu actually felt a little unaccustomed. Habits really must not be. Although it is a virtual world, it can be counted according to time. He spends more time with Gu Qin than he does with real life.

Qin Mu stayed in the living room for a few seconds, opened the refrigerator, and there was a dumpling of Gu Qinbao last night.

Simply boiled the bowl of dumplings, Qin Mu Duan went to the dining table on the living room, just bit a bit of dumplings, the ringing of the mobile phone rang, thinking that it was Gu Qin, Qin Mu directly swallowed the steamed dumplings. Pick up the phone: "Hey?"

"Qin Mu."

A familiar and strange voice came from the phone.

It is Qi Zicong.

Qin Mu wiped his mouth with a paper towel. "Is there something?"

"...I heard that you are getting married with the president of the Gu Group."

The news is really fast.

Qin Mu snorted, quietly waited for a few seconds, Qi Zicong’s voice came again, some incoherent, and mixed with a vague cry: “I didn’t expect you to get married so soon, I thought I had a chance, I can Wait, you don't like me to bother you, I try to hold back and not call you, but why don't you give me the last hope?"

"Sorry, I took advantage of you."

Qin Mu did not expect Qi Zicong to be quite long-lasting to himself.

"I know, I am willing to let you use it, as long as you still need me." On the phone, Qi Zicong's voice seemed to be anxious.

Qin Mu had provoked many people before his death. Everyone was ruined by him. If there is no assertion of the fortune teller, there may be more people he will provoke. Sometimes he will be self-satisfied while ridiculing his heart. Those who are obsessed with him, apart from a face, what other things he deserves to be liked?

However, he seems to be born with the charm of attracting others to fall in love with him, no matter who he is, as long as he thinks, no exception.

He admits that he is very scum, and never thought about changing. The game is the goal he pursued throughout his life, and his innate charm value allows him to easily get what he wants.

But he doesn't want love, just wants to.

At the moment, Zi Zicong said so straightforward, Qin Mu did not continue to pretend to be gentle. "Since you say so, then I really have one thing that needs your help..."

After hanging up the phone, the dumplings are almost cool.

Qin Mu slowly took a plate of crystal clear dumplings into his stomach, then got up and washed off the tableware. When it came out, the phone ringing again.

The person who called this time was Su Yuyu.

Qin Mu did not rush to answer the phone, but drained the water in his hand and connected the phone one second before the phone hangs up.

"Hey?"

There was no sound on the phone, but Qin Mu confirmed that Su Yuyu was listening.

Qin Mu did not open first, just waiting quietly.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, or maybe a longer time. Su Yuyu finally said slowly: "Congratulations."