Chapter 101 Set a wedding date, corridor gossip

   A square bottle smashed into the trees outside the window.

The    trembling branches shook out afterimages, silently covering the mouth of the bottle that was still dripping with red ink.

  The exhausted Gu Quan slept until noon.

   He opened his eyes under the urging of the phone ringing, and only after talking with the secretary did he realize that he was not supposed to be here.

  The vague memory flashed through my mind in the next second.

   He leaned against the head of the bed in a daze, staring at the face that he had been thinking about for a long time, and finally found a trace of joy he deserved.

   "Aquan..." Su Tian, ​​who woke up later, shyly grabbed a piece of bedding and leaned into his arms.

   The slightly hoarse voice brought Gu Quan's thoughts back to the cage.

   He wrapped her arms around her waist, his eyes fell on the marks on her neck, and he couldn't help feeling guilty: "Sorry, I drank too much last night."

   "I don't blame you."

   Su Tian's eyes were filled with willingness.

   She buried her head in the socket of his neck: "Would you rub my waist for me? It's a little sore."

   "Where is the pain other than the waist?"

"there is none left."

   "We..." Gu Quan suddenly remembered something very important and stopped rubbing his waist.

   He pondered for a moment, then asked softly under her doubtful eyes, "Do you want a child?"

   mentioning the child, Su Tian's heart tightened.

   She knew that the possibility was unlikely, but she still refused to let go of the only chance left: "Think."

   "Then we will get married at the end of the year?"

"the end of this year?"

   "Yes." Gu Quan took up his responsibilities and made a promise without hesitation.

   Seeing her unbelievable look, he smiled and kissed her cheek: "Will you marry me?"

"willing!"

   Su Tian's eyes were red when he answered.

   She hugged his waist tightly, enjoying the happiness of being loved: "Aquan, marrying you is my biggest dream."

   "Don't cry." Gu Quan was very distressed.

   Afraid that her tears would not stop, he used the time to get the certificate to attract her attention: "Tian Tian, ​​what day do you think it will be?"

  Su Tian pondered: "How is Christmas?"

"Can."

   "Then when will you take me to see my parents?"

   "They won't return to China until next month." Gu Quan stroked her waist: "I'll make arrangements and take you back as soon as possible."

   "Okay." Su Tian raised a sweet smile.

   She climbed up on his neck, shared the joy with each other with a kiss, and made the quilt sink deep again.

   All the lingering comes from her expectation, pandering and love, but every indulgence will bring the hidden crisis to the surface, destroying her dream little by little.

  *

   Rainy days are easy to make people sleepy.

   A gust of cold wind poured into the planning department through the raindrops-filled glass window, but was isolated by a slender white hand.

   After closing the window, Lin Jiao walked into the pantry, yawning and unscrewed the heat preservation bucket on the round table.

   She sniffed the fragrant pig's trotter soup and asked the person opposite seriously: "Yilan, are you not tired?"

   "Tired." Pei Yilan, who had been eating on and off for several months, almost vomited, how could she not get tired.

   She sighed: "I can't do anything for beauty."

   "Have you changed recently?"

   "Yes, how about you?"

   "Also." Lin Jiao scooped up a spoonful of pork belly and chewed it carefully: "I don't think you need to eat it."

   "Then let's stop for a while?"

   "How long is a period of time?"

   "Two or three months?" Pei Yilan picked up the soup: "It's easy to gain weight during the New Year, so I will continue to make up after the spring."

   "Okay." It doesn't matter if Lin Jiao makes up or not, the main thing is to accompany her and supervise.

   She finished her lunch under sleepiness: "Yilan, did you bring my key?"

   "I brought it." Pei Yilan took out the key from his pocket.

   She leaned forward a little gossip: "Have you tried the picture I sent you last night?"

"Which one?"

   "Which one did you try?"

   "None." Lin Jiao wiped her lips: "He refused to take a bath with me."

   "You don't have to wash it." Pei Yilan described the atmospheric picture that remained in her mind.

   She said with ambiguous eyes: "When you try it in pajamas, the effect must be very good."

   "How long will the pajamas arrive?"

"the day after tomorrow."

   Hearing that it was Wednesday, Lin Jiao nodded in satisfaction.

   She picked up the small plate full of bone scum and looked around for the trash can: "Yilan, is there something behind you?"

"No."

   "Then I'll go to the safe passage to see."

   "And this." Pei Yilan grabbed the tissue on the table and followed her pace.

  The door of the safe passage was pushed open, and an irresistible cold wind swept in.

   They were shivering, and just about to step on the trash can that was open in the corner, they were distracted by the choking sound from downstairs.

   Pei Yilan stood on tiptoe and looked down.

   She pointed at the man with a profiled face, and asked Lin Jiao next to her in a low voice, "Have you seen it?"

   "I saw it this morning."

   "Who is he?"

   "Pan Jun, Manager of the Planning Department." Lin Jiao gathered up her jacket and approached her again.

   "Isn't your manager Wu something?"

   "Wu Xiuwen is the deputy manager."

   "That's it." Pei Yilan leaned forward, trying to see the woman sitting on the steps.

   The sobbing continued, she shrugged her shoulders and seemed to be extremely sad, and even her back showed grief.

   She raised her head: "Did you really mention it to her?"

   "Really." Pan Jun squatted in front of her, without the slightest perfunctory in his eyes: "I made it clear."

   "Why doesn't she agree?"

   "No reason."

   "Then what are you going to do?" She was so choked that she couldn't speak: "Continue to drag it on? Will it be dragged until our child is born?"

   "Xiao Lan, calm down." Pan Jun patted her on the back to prevent her from fainting from crying.

   "How can you make me calm down? In two months, my belly will be big. When someone asks me who the father of my child is, how should I answer?"

   "I won't keep you waiting that long."

   "What guarantee do you take?" Zhao Lan gradually stopped sobbing, fearing that the crying would make the child unbearable.

   Her red eyes are pitiful, Pan Jun kissed her forehead: "I will file a lawsuit in the court this month."

   "What if the judgment does not allow you to leave?"

   "Don't think of any other way, it's really impossible. I will divide her property in half, and she will definitely agree."

   Zhao Lan calmed his breath: "Then you might as well give it to her directly, it won't look good in court."

   "Now that she mentions this, she will only speak loudly. It's better to talk about it after legal procedures."

   "I don't mind if you give her a little more."

   "I don't mind." Pan Jun covered her still unbulging belly and gently stroked: "There are still many places where children need money."

   Seeing that he insisted, Zhao Lan no longer stopped him.

   She leaned on his shoulders leaningly: "Brother Jun, my child and I will wait for you, don't let us down, okay?"

  Pan Jun responded affectionately: "No matter how many ups and downs, I can't stop me from coming to you."

   "It's 'us', how did you forget the child?"

   "My fault." He looked at her belly: "When you come out, Dad will buy you toys."

   (end of this chapter)