Chapter 162 The posture of hugging the thighs 1

Zhang Guodong, who received the information, was unbelievable at first, and then he reacted. He quickly took his mobile phone and went to his husband to ask for credit.

"Sir, after Miss Gu sent me a message, she still cares about you." Zhang Guodong held his cell phone in front of Yan Haocheng as excited as he saw something new in the world.

Yan Haocheng glanced at the contents of his phone, and finally a smile appeared on his face, which was indifferent to his anger and anger.

Zhang Guodong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Haocheng's pale face with a smile again.

He finally saw Mr. smile again.

"Sir, what do you think of my response?" Zhang Guodong asked for praise again.

Yan Haocheng glanced at him lightly, and said in an understated tone: "You look at it yourself and she asked you, not me. Do you want me to help you think about this?"

Zhang Guodong took a peek at Yan Haocheng, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then turned away silently.

Sir, I give full marks to this coercion.

Does he think that others don't know that he cares about Miss Gu? The whole world already knows that he loves Miss Gu, okay? He still thinks that he is very good at covering up, and no one else knows.

Zhang Guodong despised his husband in his heart, and edited the information to reply to Gu Qiqi.

"Miss Gu, sir has returned. Don't worry"

After editing, when he was about to click send, Yan Haocheng's voice sounded from behind him: "What did you reply to Gu Qiqi?"

Zhang Guodong's hand trembled as he was about to click send, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Emma, ​​sir, don't you care what I say?

what do you ask me

It looks like I care a lot, I really care, but refuses to admit it

He restrained his laughter, turned around slowly, and showed Yan Haocheng what he had edited but not sent: "Sir, you can see if I reply like this. I will reply Miss Gu that you are back, let me Don't worry, is this ok?"

Yan Haocheng seemed to feel that he was slapped in the face, and turned his head and said arrogantly, "You can do it if you think it's suitable, don't show it to me. She asked about you."

Now, Zhang Guodong doesn't know what to do, so should he send it?

He stood there messily, not knowing whether to withdraw his hand or not.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and called Gu Qiqi in front of his husband.

After calling Gu Qiqi, Zhang Guodong called Miss Gu loudly on purpose, for fear that Yan Haocheng would not know that he was calling Gu Qiqi.

"Miss Gu, I'm Guodong, I received your message, so I'll call you back," Zhang Guodong said into the phone.

Gu Qiqi was in Mu Xu's car at the moment, she glanced at Mu Xu who was eavesdropping, coughed lightly, and replied, "Well, Yan Haocheng had a fever yesterday, I gave him something to eat. Some antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, you can talk to Dr. Lin when the time comes."

When Zhang Guodong heard that Yan Haocheng had a fever, he asked anxiously: "Miss Gu, did you have a fever last night? He didn't tell Dr. Lin and me when he came back. When Dr. Lin came to the ward this morning to check if he had a fever, he asked him if he had a fever. Mr. said no. Was the temperature high yesterday, Mr.

Zhang Guodong felt that it was not easy for him to listen. In order to make Miss Gu say a few more words that the husband wanted to hear, he used a different method to speak against his conscience.

He was really afraid of lying and saying that a thunderbolt came down from the sky and killed him.

Gu Qiqi on the phone frowned when he heard Zhang Guodong's words, and said anxiously, "Then tell Lin Yiheng quickly. Yan Haocheng's body temperature was very hot yesterday. I didn't take his temperature, but it was definitely not low."

Zhang Guodong continued to flicker: "Okay, don't worry, I will tell Dr. Lin about this. Don't worry." He looked up at the expression on his husband's face, and saw that the expression on his face seemed to be different. too satisfied.

He continued: "Miss Gu, or come over and talk to Dr. Lin in person. I'm not in the hospital at the moment. I'm afraid I can't tell Dr. Lin clearly."

After saying this, he looked up at Yan Haocheng again.

Seeing that the expression on Yan Haocheng's face softened a lot, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His career is difficult, his work is cumbersome and complicated, and Guan Jian is always fed dog food, which is so sad.

Thinking about it hurts a little

Gu Qiqi, who was still in Mu Xu's car, was silent for a long time.

She remembered how Yan Haocheng was in a coma yesterday, and felt distressed again, but she had clearly told herself that there would be no more involvement with Yan Haocheng in the future except for the child.

She wanted to open her mouth to refuse, but she responded in a ghostly way: "Okay, I'll call Dr. Lin in a while. Go to the hospital when you're done, and take good care of Yan Haocheng."

After saying goodbye to Zhang Guodong, when he was about to hang up the phone, Zhang Guodong spoke again: "Miss Gu, the old lady told me yesterday that it will be the baby's and Beibei's birthday in half a month. Forgive sir, she all wanted to help the baby and Bebe on their birthdays. She was already old, and she didn't know how many birthdays she could have for the two children. And this was the first time she lived with the two little babies, she I hope you can go to the old house together and celebrate your birthday as a family. In any case, please look at the face of the child and her old woman. "

The old lady did tell him about his birthday yesterday, but he just made up the pitiful words behind it.

Because he seemed to understand Gu Qiqi's kindness and simplicity.

Gu Qiqi fell silent again.

Here, Zhang Guodong secretly glanced at his husband again. When he saw that his husband was quite satisfied, he smiled, and he finally stopped being nervous.

Gu Qiqi on the other end of the phone held the phone tightly and didn't speak for a long time.

After a long silence, Gu Qiqi finally spoke up: "Well, you help me tell the old lady, I will go."

Zhang Guodong was so excited that he almost made a gesture of yes, and said happily: "Miss Gu, you are so kind, Mrs. Yan will definitely be very happy. She wants to have a great-grandson in her heart. People will be very happy."

Gu Qiqi smiled and said nothing more, and said goodbye after a few perfunctory words with Zhang Guodong.

In the ward, Yan Haocheng raised his eyebrows to look at his personal assistant, and said lightly, "Guodong, you've been by my side for so many years, I didn't know your eloquence was so good."

Zhang Guodong's dog-legged smile: "Sir, you are joking, you know what kind of person Guodong is."

Yan Haocheng responded lightly, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, but he still had an indifferent expression on his face.

Zhang Guodong sighed, just turned around, and reached out his hand to hear Yan Haocheng's voice: "Guodong, it seems that I haven't given you a salary increase for three years. You have been with me for so many years, I should give you a salary increase, you and Tell me about personnel and finance, and let them bring your promotion report over and sign it for me."

Hearing Yan Haocheng's words, Zhang Guodong was pleasantly surprised by being hit by a pie.

Emma, ​​Miss Gu really is the heart of her husband. In the future, as long as he flatters Miss Gu, gets a promotion and raises his salary, and reaches the pinnacle of his life, it won't be a problem. Thinking about it, he is a little excited.

Zhang Guodong's smiling brows were crowded together.

Here, Gu Qiqi just put away the phone after finishing the call.

Mu Xu in the driver's seat suddenly said something to Gu Qiqi ambiguously: "Qiqi, I'm curious, what did you use to feel Yan Haocheng's body temperature. If I remember correctly, you were everything yesterday. not wearing"

Gu Qiqi's face suddenly flushed red, and the image flashed in his mind.

She can't tell Mu Xu that she uses ng, right?

Gu Qiqi's mouth twitched, and for a long time he squeezed out a few words at Mu Xu: "What do you say?"

"You don't feel it with your own body, do you?"

Gu Qiqi coughed non-stop, blushing like boiled shrimp.

"What are you talking about?"

"If I don't talk nonsense, why are you blushing and you are guilty?"

"Mu Xu, did you do it on purpose?"

"It seems to be the body temperature that I feel with my own body." Mu Xu's face suddenly realized, a look like this.

Gu Qiqi: ""