Sweet pet 100 points: Lawyer husband is too clingy

Just like Gu Mubai, Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief.Senna looked at the two, sighed, said hello and left, and went to deal with the reporters at the door.

When Song Qingyu came out of the studio, what he saw was this scene: Gu Mubai was sitting on the chair at the door with a serious expression, while Qin Lan was sitting across from her with her head in her arms, helpless.The little assistant was still waiting outside for Song Qingyu to come out, but today's expression was a little strange.

Song Qingyu had never seen so many people waiting at his door, and was a little stunned for a while: "Why are you here?"

Gu Mubai's expression suddenly relaxed, and he said with a smile, "I'll take you home."

But usually Gu Mubai was waiting for her at the door.

Qin Lan's expression has not yet turned around, but her eyes are red.

Song Qingyu immediately knew that there was nothing good going on, "What happened? Is it related to me?"

Neither of them spoke.

The little assistant struggled for a long time before slowly handing the phone to Song Qingyu, "Sister Qingyu, please check Weibo..."

Qin Lan immediately snatched Song Qingyu's phone, and said harshly, "What are you looking at? We Qingyu are not shameless. The champion of the Paris Fashion Design Exhibition and the number one female designer in China, can you say that she is capable?"

Song Qingyu frowned, patted Qin Lan to let her relax, took back the phone from Qin Lan, and opened Weibo.

It's not that Song Qingyu never thought that one day someone will bring up what happened five years ago, and someone will treat it as a permanent joke. For this reason, Song Qingyu has had countless nightmares in the past five years, and finally learned to Accept it.

At first, Qin Lan comforted her, and later, with Gu Mubai by her side, Song Qingyu never thought about these things.

But when this incident really happened in front of her, Song Qingyu realized clearly that she had never let go of it.

How can we move forward if the old scars have not healed?

Song Qingyu's mind went blank.

Song Qingyu flicked the webpage, but didn't realize it for a while, "When... when did this happen?"

The little assistant replied in a low voice: "It's noon today. I don't know why..."

I don't know why it was suddenly exploded, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

"Ah, so... oh..." Song Qingyu forced a smile, pretending to be surprised, "Ah, then don't you all know who I am?"

Qin Lan walked over and hugged her, comforting her: "Of course, Song Qingyu, the champion of the Paris Fashion Design Exhibition, the first female designer in China, and the most aura designer. Who doesn't know? Qingyu, now It's not like before, those things are things that should disappear, no matter what happens now, you can't be affected."

Gu Mubai looked at her, sighed, faced Song Qingyu, and said softly, "Qingyu, come home with me first, okay?"

Song Qingyu was quiet in Qin Lan's arms for more than ten seconds, and then the light gradually brightened in his eyes, and then gradually returned to normal, "Okay."

Seeing this, Qin Lan had no choice but to let Gu Mubai take Song Qingyu away.

The main entrance is definitely not allowed, both of them are well-known people, and Gu Mubai can't be photographed casually, so he can only bring Song Qingyu to look over the window sill of the company just like when he came in.

With Song Qingyu unable to take a taxi anymore, Gu Mubai asked Huo Nanqi to drive his car over early and wait. Huo Nanqi, who usually chirps like a bird, is surprisingly quiet today.

Until after dinner, Song Qingyu still didn't have much emotional ups and downs, indifferent, and didn't talk much.

Gu Mubai also finished all the housework without saying a word, then squatted down in front of Song Qingyu, looked up at her, "Qingyu, talk to me, okay?"

Song Qingyu's eyes were out of focus, his expression was blank, and he reacted blankly: "Ah? What did you say?"

Gu Mubai habitually held Song Qingyu's hands, put them on his chest, smiled as gently as possible, and said softly: "You also know that people are unpredictable, and you know how terrible cyber violence is. If you are picked up by someone, you need to be even stronger. I will not be by your side for anything that happened in the past, but it is different now..."

Gu Mubai looked into her eyes with a smile, "Qingyu, I am a lawyer, and I have been your exclusive lawyer since we got married. Let's solve these things together, shall we? Those who splash dirty water must not stop you Reasons for what you like."

Song Qingyu nodded half-understood, her expression still blank.

Gu Mubai held her hand tightly, stared into Song Qingyu's eyes, and said in an extremely soft voice, "Let's make our relationship public, shall we?"

Before the words fell, Song Qingyu seemed to be greatly frightened, and she leaned back. If Gu Mubai hadn't tightened her grip, she would almost stand up, "What?"

Gu Mubai repeated again: "We make our relationship public." After finishing speaking, he smiled again, "Don't dislike me, I'm just a lawyer, I'm sure I'm not as famous or worth as much as you, a well-known domestic designer, If you mind, don't make it public."

Song Qingyu stood up and refused sharply: "No!"

Gu Mubai looked at the empty palm, his pupils shrank suddenly.

How could Song Qingyu dislike him? In the past, when talking about character, appearance, and work, Song Qingyu felt that he had found a treasure countless times.

Even though Song Qingyu didn't know much about the lawyer industry, he knew that his reputation and net worth were not as low as he said, and he was one of the best in the lawyer industry. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to set off a news interview just because of one case.

But just like she had worried countless times before, she was probably only suitable for living alone - this kind of emotion that was calmed down by Gu Mubai in Paris suddenly broke out again at this moment.

Song Qingyu suddenly understood at this moment that he was afraid that what happened five years ago would bring trouble and shame to Gu Mubai.

Five years ago, Lin Jingshen, who divorced Song Jianye peacefully, was misinterpreted by the media as "expelled from the Song family" for some reason. At that time, the identity of the second lady and the young master of the Song family was the nightmare and shame of Song Qingyu and Song Qingyan hat of.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyu remembered that Song Qingyan was still at school alone, and Lin Jingshen was still at home alone.

The fear in his heart covered all of Song Qingyu's rationality.

Song Qingyu was a little flustered for a while, and went back to the room with extremely uncoordinated hands and feet, with a trembling voice, "I'm tired, I'm going to rest tonight..."

Seeing the door of her room being closed, Gu Mubai slowly clenched his fists. With a "crash", the water glass and documents on the table were overturned on the ground.Song Qingyu who was in the room was startled when he heard the sound, and then, covering his mouth, he slowly rubbed to the side of the bed, lay down, covered his head with the quilt, and his body kept shaking.

Gu Mubai clenched his back molars, went to the balcony and quickly dialed the phone, his expression and eyes were like bloodthirsty demons, "Would you ask you to check it? What about the news?"

Huo Nanqi on the other side of the phone did not know where, the sound of footsteps, voices and typing on the keyboard mixed together, making Gu Mubai's already impatient mood even more disturbed.

Huo Nanqi hastily reported: "After checking, there is nothing to target. Every company is involved, and it has nothing to do with the high-level executives. It's just an ordinary analysis post that suddenly became popular on the Internet. I followed the vine to find out what happened back then. ...Hey, Baihong, you got it wrong! That document is mine!"

Bai Hong on the opposite side didn't know what to say, followed by a "crash" sound, and the caller was replaced by Bai Hong, "Boss, we have done everything we can to help with online comments and news, but our ability is limited. The intrusion procedures on our side can't be completed so quickly. Also, the young master asked if you need help."

Gu Mubai let out a "tsk", trying to suppress the anger in his heart so as not to let Song Qingyu hear, "How long do you need?"

"At least another hour." Bai Hong paused for a second before replying.

Gu Mubai hung up the phone and did not reply to Bai Hong's question.

Bai Hong, who was on the opposite side, was used to his boss's personality of hanging up the phone at any time, so he threw the phone to Huo Nanqi mercilessly, regardless of whether he could receive it, picked up his own information, turned around and said to the person behind him: " Tell Gu Shigeng that you don't need help."

The person behind stood up "swish" and excitedly said: "The procedure has been completed ahead of schedule."

Bai Hong was stunned for a moment, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the chair, so tired that he couldn't make a sound, "Why are you laughing, use it!"

In less than half an hour, the relevant comments on the Internet gradually decreased, and the speed of popularity began to slow down. Gu Mubai looked at the relevant comments that disappeared one after another with a stern look.

He is not worried about Lin Jingshen, after all, she did not participate in anything five years ago, only Song Qingyan...

Just as she was thinking about it, the phone that Song Qingyu didn't take back to the room rang.

It's Teacher Song Qingyan's phone number.Song Qingyu has always been in charge of Song Qingyan's guardian.

Gu Mubai frowned and connected.

On the other end of the phone, the female class teacher's voice was slightly anxious: "Hello, is this the guardian of Song Qingyan? He fought with his classmates after class tonight. Since it is too late, is it convenient for the guardian to come to school tomorrow morning?  … ...Hello? Hello?"

Gu Mubai was silent for three seconds, and replied: "Okay."

The next day, Gu Mubai didn't take care of the law firm's affairs, and waited for her to wake up early in Song Qingyu's room, told Song Qingyu about the phone call last night, and added: "My mother is fine, I'm fine this morning. I went to see it, she has no influence, don't worry."

Song Qingyu was not tired by these two news early in the morning, so he packed up his things immediately, and the two went straight to Song Qingyan's school.

The head teacher was waiting at the door of the teaching office. She was still very young and knew what had happened recently. She already had a different view of Song Qingyu. When she saw Song Qingyu and Gu Mubai appearing together, her expression instantly changed. Subtle up.

Before this incident was fermented on the Internet, the sensation caused by those incidents five years ago was only within the business circle. She didn't understand it, and she just thought that Song Qingyu and Song Qingyan were ordinary people, because Song Qingyu won the first prize at the Paris Fashion Design Exhibition. As for the championship, I admired Song Qingyu for a long time.