Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 81 I like you to tolerate your little trick

Gu Jiazhi’s friend arrived at the police station, and it was past zero.

After some tossing, Shen Che was exhausted by interrogation, and he was able to get rid of the suspicion and go home at about two o’clock in the morning.

“Are rich people all sick and like to play with others?” When he went downstairs, Shen Che with bloodshot eyes finally couldn’t help but erupt, remembering that in the office just now, Yu Tingchuan was sitting on a chair with his long legs crossed at the table. With a cup of steaming tea in front of him, he became more convinced that Yu Tingchuan was fine and looking for trouble: “I didn’t dig his family’s ancestral grave again. I lost one of the limited-edition dolls, so I’m still doing that!”

As he said, he rushed upstairs and yelled: “Look for a woman if you want to be dissatisfied. It’s useless to trouble me—”

Before he finished speaking, Song Qingcheng had already torn down the stairs.

“If you go on, maybe you want to spend the night here.”

Shen Che shut up immediately, and had to believe that, after all, there was a clever lawyer on the other side.

After a while, he said, “Why do you know sign language again?”

“I signed up for a crash course when I was in Phoenix.”

Shen Che was suspicious, thinking this coincidence was too deliberate, and just wanted to ask her if she knew that Yu Tingchuan’s son was a deaf child, Song Qingcheng took out a bunch of keys from his bag and threw it to him: “The little eDonkey is parking over there. In the shed, go and drive over.”

Before coming to the police station, Song Qingcheng thought that this matter might be tossing late. Shen Che was caught by the police in the parking lot of the imperial court and stuffed into a police car. It is impossible to drive that golf again. It happened that she came out of the apartment building. When I met my roommate, I simply borrowed the battery car from him.

When Shen Che went to pick up the car, Song Qingcheng stood waiting for him under the eaves of the office building.

“Is it impossible to get a taxi so late?”

A soft voice sounded behind him.

Song Qingcheng turned around, and Gu Jiazhi had already walked over: “Lawyer Zhang and Tingchuan both drove, so I can take you for a ride.”

At this time, two people came down the stairwell.

Gu Jiazhi smiled, “Said Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here, why didn’t Joice and Auntie come down with you?”

While she was talking, she had already reached Yu Tingchuan, in a suit and evening dress, which complemented each other. Gu Jiazhi asked Zhang Mingde, who was carrying a briefcase: “Lawyer Zhang, I remember you now live in Qingfeng Yayuan in the north of the city. Can you later—”

“It’s no trouble.” Song Qingcheng interrupted her, and smiled back: “We have our own car.”

Gu Jiazhi was dubious, and Shen Che drove the battery car over.

“My friend is here, then let’s go first.” Song Qingcheng smiled and said goodbye to Gu Jiazhi. He didn’t look at anyone from the beginning to the end, and then went straight to Shen Che who was waiting five or six meters away.

Seeing Song Qingcheng standing next to the battery car wearing a helmet, Gu Jiazhi couldn’t help feeling: “It’s the easiest to fall in love at this age. Just consider whether you like it or not.” Then asked Yu Tingchuan next to him: “Does Xiaojing also have a partner? Yes? When I was abroad, little girls of their age were generally precocious, and they were busy dating boyfriends during weekends and summer vacations.”

But Yu Tingchuan said: “No matter how precocious you are, you still haven’t really grown up, so you should be clear.”

The man’s tall and straight figure is hidden in the halo under the corridor, and his face is slightly cold, just like those parents who do not allow their children to fall in love with each other, they are stern and inflexible.

Gu Jiazhi suddenly felt embarrassed, and put the smile on her lips slightly.

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The babysitter who took care of Joice lost her child and was afraid that the employer would blame her. He refused to ride in Yu Tingchuan’s Land Rover, and called her son to pick him up in the middle of the night.

Yu Tingchuan didn’t force her, the big hand wearing Gangbiao hit the steering wheel for a half circle, and the car turned to the police station.

Gu Jiazhi sat with Joice in the back row, because Joice couldn’t hear her, and she didn’t know how to communicate with the child. Although Joice could understand simple lip language, she could not hold the child’s head to make him stare at her mouth. This is also a problem that has plagued her for many years. It’s not that she didn’t want to learn sign language in the past, but the reality is not as full as her ideals.

When Land Rover turned off outside the villa, Joice had fallen asleep on the seat, still holding the doll in his hand.

Fearing that the child stumbled, Gu Jiazhi deliberately moved his head onto his lap.

Yu Tingchuan opened the car door and carried the child out.

Gu Jiazhi hesitated slightly in the car, but followed.

Yu Tingchuan took the child all the way back to the room on the second floor, and then sat on the bedside to help Joice take off his shoes and socks. It was midsummer and the entire villa was turned on with central air conditioners. He pulled the air conditioner to cover the child’s thin body.

Only a small table lamp was on in the bedroom, and the light was dim.

Yu Tingchuan still noticed the toy doll. After a while, he broke off Joice’s little hand, took the doll and placed it on the bed.

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Going downstairs again, I found that Gu Jiazhi was sitting in the living room with his head buried.

Gu Jiazhi heard the footsteps, and it was too late to put the things in his hands back, so he could only try to stay natural, showing a generous smile: “Your phone keeps ringing, as if it was Xu Dong’s call, and is about to take it to you. ”

Yu Tingchuan glanced at the suit he had put on the sofa just now, and the phone was put in his inner pocket. Gu Jiazhi returned the phone while observing Yu Tingchuan’s face, and saw that he was not upset. Then he said: “Joice is there. Is everything done?”

“Well, let’s go, I will see you back home.” Yu Tingchuan picked up the car key on the coffee table.

Seeing him turn around, Gu Jiazhi mustered the courage to hug him from behind, and whispered: “It’s raining outside. Actually, I’m not in a hurry to go home. It doesn’t matter if I don’t go back at night.”

Between adult men and women, there are some hints that they know each other well.

However, what she was nervously expecting did not happen.

Yu Tingchuan pulled her hand away: “If it’s not necessary, girls had better not stay out overnight.”

Looking back on the way home, Gu Jiazhi was full of disappointment and did not understand what was wrong with him, so that for so many years, Yu Tingchuan had not allowed Yu Tingchuan to pass Lei Chi for half a step. Recently, her attitude towards her has been even more polite and alienated. Like going to City B today, she is also the female companion of her brother Gu Zhengshen, not someone from Yu Tingchuan.

Entering the house, I found that Gu Zhengshen had returned from City B.

“Ting Chuan sent you back?” Gu Zhengshen seemed to be waiting for her while watching TV in the living room.

Gu Jiazhi gave a low hmm.

Gu Zhengshen looked at his sister’s unlucky feeling trapped by love, remembered the newspaper, and couldn’t help but mention: “A woman’s clever tricks work only if the man is interested in you. If he doesn’t like you, it doesn’t matter. What you do is intolerable to him.”

Gu Jiazhi heard it, her face pale and bit her lips tightly.

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