Chapter 69: New things, you're having a hard time adapting, what about new men, are you going to adapt to them too?

  Before going to sleep.

  Ning Qing put the phone's battery back in, plugged it into the charger and restarted it - several unconnected calls were all from Gu Qingheng's mobile number.

  Thinking for a long time.

  Nian Qing thought it wouldn't be good to pretend he didn't know at all, so he at least had to respond. He sent a text message to Gu Qing Heng: "My phone is out of battery and the battery seems to be malfunctioning, I didn't receive your call."

  Pressing the send button, Nian Qing puts her phone on silent mode and puts it aside, going to bed.

  The next day, early in the morning.

  When Qing got out of bed, she habitually picked up her phone and took a look. Inside, there was a text message from Gu Qingheng. She opened it to find only one word - "Hmm."

  Qing's message was brief and to the point, which suited Gu Qingheng's personality perfectly.

  She thought for a moment and felt that there was nothing to say back, so she didn't mind anymore, put down her phone, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

  ……

  Several days passed.

  At noon, break time.

  After finishing writing a draft, I plan to show it to Su Mei this afternoon.

  She stretched and was about to invite Yanzi to eat together when her phone on the desk rang - it was an unfamiliar call.

  Nian Qing hesitated for a moment before answering, and on the other end was an unfamiliar girl.

  "Hello, I'm Mr. Nian Hai, the person who asked me to come find you. I am currently at a coffee shop under the Gu's building, would it be convenient for you to come out for a bit?"

  She tightly furrowed her brows, and slowly clenched her small fists.

  Nian Hai's movements are really fast, and he has already sent someone over.

  "Hey Qing, want to go have lunch together?" A few colleagues made plans for a gathering and invited Qing along.

  "No. A friend's sister has arrived, I'll go down and pick her up first." Nian Qing smiled and said as he walked out, lowering his voice to the girl on the phone: "I'm coming down now."

  End call.

  Ning Qing walked into the elevator, pressed the button for the first floor, and sent a text message to Yan Zi, telling her not to wait for her to have lunch, as she had some trouble to deal with.

  ……

  Next to the Gu's Building, in a small, elegant coffee shop.

  At noon, there were few guests, inside, only a few couples, very quiet.

  "Ding Dong——", she pushed the door open and took a glance, her eyes were sizing up a girl wearing a white snowflake dress. The girl looked extremely pretty, with pure features, so pure that it made her wonder if she was an adult or not?

  Here, this girl is the most beautiful, it should be her.

  Ning Qing walked over, pulled out a chair from the girl's table, sat down and gazed at her calmly.

  "Are you Miss Nian Qing?" the girl asked, her eyes scanning Nian Qing's face before continuing when she nodded, "My name is Zhou Ai, I was introduced by Mr. Nian Hai."

  At this time, the waiter came over and asked what Ning Qing wanted to drink.

  Ning Qing lightly knocked on the table and noticed that Zhou Ai had ordered a cup of pure milk tea, startling him.

  No way, really underage?

  Headache.

  "Give me a cup of coffee, extra strong." Jingqing needs a drink that's strong enough to wake her up.

  "Alright." The waiter took the order and walked away.

  Nian Qing had been paying attention to Zhou Ai, watching as she slowly drank the milk. Her expression, her posture, was both pure and alluring, making Nian Qing feel inferior and increasingly startled. She couldn't help but ask Zhou Ai: "How old are you?"

  "22, almost graduated from university." Zhou Ai replied, raising her eyes and looking at Nian Qing again.

  Qing took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

  It turned out that I had grown up and was just like her, but...

  The waiter brought over a cup of coffee and placed it in front of Nian Qing.

  Nian Qing picked up a small spoon and stirred it a few times, slightly furrowing her brow.

  22 years old, about to graduate from university, long hair, appearance and temperament are all pure, somehow feels like she's a bit similar to me.

  Zhou Ai is a pick of Nian Hai, what does he mean?

  He picked up his coffee and took a sip, it was very bitter.

  Zhou Ai looked at her and suddenly smiled, saying: "Coffee can make the smell on one's body unpleasant. But with milk, holding onto Nian Qing's thin shoulders, not letting her escape. His deep eyes gazed at her small face, taking in every detail - 'New things are hard to get used to, what about new men? Do you need some time to get used to it?'"

  The body was stiff and numb, unable to utter a word.

  It feels like as soon as she opens her mouth, Gu Qingheng is going to... kiss her.

  "You're very clear, getting this project is actually very simple. As long as you say one word, this project will be yours. I've been waiting for your response all along, I want to be with you, and later on, I'll take good care of you, you won't have to be afraid of anything."

  Low and husky male voice, every word and sentence, surrounds the heart, lures people into falling.

  Being well protected by people is very tempting for Nian Qing at present.

  But she also knew that Gu Qingheng wanted was not just to hear about love, he was a mature man, and once she agreed, she and he would have an affair.

  Calm down the chaotic heart, whispering softly: "Actually, I prefer being alone, I'm only 22 years old, and for this aspect, really, no rush."

  In short, 32-year-old Gu Qingheng should find a woman who shares his pace.

  She doesn't have this honor.

  The big hand on his shoulder suddenly tightened, and Qing lifted his head to see deep emotions in Gu Qingheng's eyes, like a burst of waves, pouring out.

  Very deep, so deep as to be almost infatuated.

  Generally shocked by electricity, stunned, can't understand.

  "So why did you agree to marry Guan Shaoze in the first place?" asked Gu Qingheng persistently.

  "I forgot." Ning Qing dodged the question.

  Gu Qing tightly closed his eyes, his large hand turned over and firmly grasped Nian Qing's small hand, shoving the phone into her palm. His voice was urgent and slightly frustrated: "You take this phone, it's my heartfelt gift to you, don't return it to me!"

  Qing held on tight, making an effort to hold on, and didn't dare refuse again.

  Gu Qinghen took her hand and walked out: "Come on, let's go have lunch together."

  Ning Qing was about to speak when Gu Qingheng furrowed his brow tightly: "Don't refuse, don't refuse me again!"

  Nian Qing hastily nodded and didn't dare say anything more.

  She had never seen Gu Qingheng like this before.