Chapter 291 (1/2)

Late at night, the city is still prosperous. As soon as Xiang Chaojue finished his work, he stretched out and collapsed on his office chair, watching the secretary general help him clear the papers on his desk.

He closes his eyes to Chao Jue. He remembers what Yu Shuhan said to him. Gu luanqing is going to the cemetery tomorrow. That's the only time they can meet so far

It's not that he hasn't contacted her these days, but Gu luanqing seems to have changed her mobile phone number. Her mobile phone hasn't been turned on, so she turned it off and refused his attempts again and again.

Xiang Chaojue polished his patience and gave up contacting her. Anyway, even if they got in touch now, they would only quarrel.

But tomorrow is a good opportunity

In a trance, he raised his hand to Chaojue. His slender hand was with a trace of abstinence under the bright light.

How long has he not touched Gu luanqing?

Xiang Chaojue can't remember. His memory of that night is still in a vague state. Gu luanqing may have been warm with him. In this case, why should he leave before he wakes up.

He remembers the touch of his hand gliding through her hair, and the scene of her dark hair when the ivory silk pillow was scattered, like a black rose blooming at night, blooming with gorgeous flowers.

She was as warm as fire and as cold as ice. She couldn't understand Chao Jue. She could only hold her hand tightly and was afraid of the dream. He was afraid to leave because he woke up when he relaxed.

But it didn't matter any more. He only knew that her love that night was so real that it made him sink.

I really want to see her infatuated with him again.

As soon as this thought flashed through Xiang Chaojue's mind, he was interrupted by the Secretary General in a tone of inquiry. He frowned and listened to the Secretary General calmly, ”do you have any plans for tomorrow?”

”No, why do you ask that?” When Xiang Chaojue came back to reality, he stopped dreaming and had to think about where to go tomorrow.

Will Gu Luan go to the mausoleum?

The secretary general is still seriously answering his question, ”well, there is no schedule for tomorrow. You are free to spend your time.”

”Why not? Isn't Mr. Wang of Wanfeng enterprise talking about cooperation? ” Xiang Chaojue was surprised, not because he could rest, but because he didn't understand why it was today.

The secretary general explained, ”Oh, well, Mr. Wang said that he had something to do at the moment. I asked if you could postpone it later.”

”No, we don't have to meet in the future.” He refused directly to Chaojue. He had never been so angry before. Today, he was obviously abnormal.

The Secretary General guessed that it was related to Gu luanqing again. Xiang Chaojue was easily angered when he encountered something related to Gu luanqing. He saw through it and chose to keep silent.

After thinking about it for a while, he said, ”in that case, help me arrange the bus tomorrow. I'm going to the cemetery.”

”Which cemetery?”

”Near the old house of Gu family.” Xiang Chaojue blurts out that he has investigated where Gu luanqing's mother is buried long ago, but he has never had the courage to go.

He didn't expect to give in at last.

Not for Gu luanqing, just because I want to touch the happiness I once had.

He couldn't believe he had it.

As soon as the Secretary General heard this, he immediately understood it. He nodded and asked, ”what time do you want to start?”

”Five o'clock.”

Xiang Chaojue doesn't want to meet Gu luanqing. At least he doesn't have the courage to talk to her face to face. He just needs to look at her from a distance.

If he arrived earlier than her, he would have enough confidence.

”Yes.”

”Also, by the way, buy a bunch of flowers, the most advanced ones, and some things suitable for tribute, preferably imported products.” He gave orders to the emperor again. He suddenly remembered that he could not go there empty handed.

However, if he sweeps the woman's grave, he will undoubtedly betray his parents.

If his parents knew that he was doing this, would they support him?

Xiang Chaojue dared to think about it carefully. After getting the Secretary General's affirmative answer, he stood up, patted the dust on his trousers, and took the suit coat handed over by the Secretary General.

He left the office and rushed to the apartment, wondering if Song Wen would still be at home

If Song Wen is still there, he really doesn't want to stay there.

Find an opportunity or let Song Wen move out, he really is not used to this family has outsiders, Gu luanqing is not, no one can fill the blank.

Xiang Chaojue is so planning. He doesn't know that Gu luanqing already knows.

He didn't know that Gu luanqing's heart was broken.

……

Back home, Song Wen has finished her meal and is waiting in the living room. She is wearing a suspender silk dress with a deep V-neck. The length of the skirt is only up to her thigh. As long as she lifts her leg a little, she will run out of light.

She wore it for nothing else but to attract Xiang Chaojue's attention.

However, Xiang Chaojue still didn't look at her, didn't even say a word, silently took off his suit coat, and he quickly stepped into the room.

”Chaojue...” Song Wen wants to catch up, but forced to give her a sense of coercion to Chaojue, she still stops, looking at his back, wet eyes with reluctant to follow.

If Gu luanqing is standing here now, can he be so calm?