The only favorite ex-wife: The president's husband owes training

After Jian Ziyu heard Gu Chenglin's words, she stopped talking. Recently, she seemed to discuss this topic a lot. It seemed that Gu Chenglin didn't have much interest every time, but she was still struggling with it.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, and I feel sorry for this He Lianqin from the bottom of my heart." Jian Ziyu apologized, but she still felt that she had done something wrong in this matter.

"For the sake of your apology, I won't scold you. My friend's family is from a scholarly family, and he is also a very qualified person. Why would he make a move? If he wanted to make a move, why would he find us as a middleman?" Just go on by yourself. Look at the time, you haven't left the lab yet, go early, you're going to be late." Gu Chenglin smiled on the phone, and it was rare to hear Jian Ziyu's apology, after all, in the past he had to let Jian Ziyu said that these three words are more difficult than reaching the sky.

"Yes, then I'll hang up first. I'll wait for you to pick me up tonight, and you'll finish early." Jian Ziyu hung up the phone with an obvious smile on her face. The current stability made her feel at ease.

Turning the steering wheel, Jian Ziyu drove the car, because it was the rush hour for work, Jian Ziyu was almost stuck on the road, but luckily she was not late when she arrived at school, but she couldn't have dinner, but Jian Ziyu didn't mind it, Because Gu Chenglin agreed to invite Jian Ziyu to eat Mala Tang tonight.

Smiling, Jian Ziyu wanted to laugh when she thought of Gu Chenglin's disgusting picture of eating hot pot that time, if this time he was eating Malatang at a roadside stall, this man would definitely jump in a hurry.

This time it is the school's full-time meeting, summarizing the events of the previous year, and the goal to be completed in the first quarter of this year.

Jian Ziyu was a little bored holding a pen. After all, she didn't have any business projects in school, so she felt that she was a superfluous person.

Taking out her mobile phone, Jian Ziyu asked Gu Chenglin on WeChat if the meeting was over, but she didn't get a response.

Jian Ziyu pursed her lips, wondering if there would be no chance for Malatang tonight.

The school meeting ended after several leaders spoke on stage, and it was already after nine o'clock in the evening.

Jian Ziyu walked out of the meeting room, because she didn't have dinner that night, Jian Ziyu's stomach hurt a little, she wanted to find some stomach medicine, thinking that if she waited to let Gu Chenglin know that she had a stomachache, she would definitely not be able to eat Malatang.

It was still raining lightly in the sky outside, the spring rain was as expensive as oil, but the continuous spring rain at night was still a bit cold.

Jian Ziyu moved, went to the pharmacy to buy gastric medicine, took out her mobile phone to call Gu Chenglin, but the phone kept ringing but was not answered.

Jian Ziyu was stunned for a moment, thinking that she should still be eating, after all, there are more than one or two people in a study group.

Sitting on the stool in the pharmacy, Jian Ziyu looked at the rain outside, then took the hot water from the boss, Jian Ziyu pursed her lips, and checked her WeChat, but Gu Chenglin still didn't reply.

A little bored, Jian Ziyu looked at the Malatang on the side of the street, thinking that he would punish Gu Chenglin later, let him eat Malatang at the dirtiest house on the roadside, and wanted to see him wearing a custom-made suit and combing his nice hair. With a big back and a look of disgust.

Thinking of this, Jian Ziyu couldn't help laughing.

Taking out her mobile phone, Jian Ziyu sent another WeChat message to Gu Chenglin, saying that she was angry, and then sent out a series of expressions.