The wife doesn't come anymore, the domineering president is extremely in love

045 I didn't receive a call. In late February in Jincheng, the weather was still very cold.

It was just dawn, and for the first time, Su Qinghuan quietly crawled out of the bed, put on her sneakers, and went for a run.

She didn't sleep all night, her head hurt a little, and her eyes were dry and uncomfortable. She looked at the time on the watch, and the closer it was to eight o'clock, the more nervous she felt.

Whether to agree to the contract proposed by Gu Qijing or not, she considered for a whole night, a phone call, but this directly decided her future life.

She never thought about marrying someone like Gu Qijing.

She agreed to marry him for a villa. If people found out, she didn't know what kind of person she would be said to be.

The sky was getting brighter, and the number of people on the playground changed from fewer to more, and then from more to fewer. She sat on the steps, called her grandmother in the small town, and chatted about her mother.

When her mother died, she was only eight years old, and she didn't know much, but at that time, because her mother had depression, the whole family had a hard time, and she felt deeply.

Grandma always doesn't let her have too much contact with her mother, especially when her mother is sick, she will be very emotional after seeing her and smash things.

However, at that age, she could feel her mother's obsession with this villa in Jincheng, she couldn't think about it, and she often washed her face with tears...

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On the top floor of Shengjing Investment Group, the decoration style is based on black and white, which looks simple and luxurious.

On the executive chair, the man was wearing a slim black suit, but he looked like a nobleman, with his eyes closed, leaning on the back of the chair.

The slender hands rested on the black desk, tapping the table rhythmically.

The office was very quiet. From time to time, he opened his eyelids and glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, which was 54:[-].

'Button—'

Someone knocked on the door outside. The secretary held a stack of documents, walked to the desk and stood still, "Mr. Gu, the morning meeting is going to be held soon. Here are the documents that have been sorted out. Do you want to go through them first?"

Hearing this, the man raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, sat up straight, and when he opened his eyes, the red blood in his eyes was obvious. He glanced at the document in Secretary Anne's hand, and his thick eyebrows twitched unconsciously, "The one on your watch What's the time?"

The secretary was taken aback, thinking that it was too early or too late for him to remind him of the meeting, but it was usually at this time to remind him.

He mechanically glanced at his watch and said, "Seven fifty-five."

Gu Qijing glanced at the time on his hand indiscriminately, and then said: "Okay, the information is here, you go out first."

He waved his hand and leaned against the back of the chair again.

When his secretary, Anne, opened the door, he asked her to make a cup of coffee and come in.

After not sleeping all night, I was actually more tired than staying up all night before.

He stared at the time on the computer for a moment, making sure that the time on the computer and the watch were the same.

The time jumped to eight o'clock, he subconsciously looked at the mobile phone on the table, but...

Until one past eight o'clock, there was no movement on the screen...