In the coffee shop, Gu Qingcheng sat on the sofa and looked at the poor woman across from her.
"Miss Gu, this is my pregnancy report. It has been two months."
Gu Qingcheng took the document and looked through it several times. Sure enough, the bottom of the report was marked with the word "Yang Dynasty".
She glanced at the woman and took out a check from her bag without hesitation. "There are two million yuan on it. You have two choices now. First, take the child and get the money. Second, give birth to the child and be the mistress of President Jiang. You can get a considerable amount of money every month."
When the woman heard this, she immediately became anxious. "What do you mean? Who do you think I am?! Don't forget that this is Jiang Shaohong's child. Do you believe that I will have a baby and go to the Jiang family?!"
Gu Qingcheng took a sip of coffee and maintained a professional smile. "I believe you, but Mr. Jiang has so many women outside and countless pregnant women. I'm afraid you have to queue up."
"You..." Knowing that she was telling the truth, the woman was so angry that she couldn't refute.
Gu Qingcheng acted as if nothing had happened. She pretended to be ready to take back the check. "But since you are so virtuous, then forget it."
"Wait a minute!" The woman stood up and grabbed the check from her hand. "Who said I don't want it? If the child is killed, then so be it. I don't care about Jiang Shaohong's son!"
As she spoke, she picked up Chanel's bag next to her and left with indignation.
This was completely within Gu Qingcheng's expectations. She leaned on the soft chair and watched the woman's figure go away.
They couldn't even remember how many women Jiang Shaohong had. Every month, it would take her more than half of the time to deal with his love debts.
How could she have agreed to be his secretary when she was hot-headed?
No, she had to apply for a raise in her salary.
Otherwise, it would be too much of a loss.
After resting in the cafe for a while, Gu Qingcheng went to the front desk to pay the bill. When she went out of the cafe, there was a street. There was a shopping mall opposite, so it should be easy to stop a taxi.
She was wearing a professional suit, a hip-length skirt, and long legs.
When she reached out to stop the carriage, her hair was blown away by the wind from time to time. She habitually raised her hand and pulled her hair behind her ear.
"Sir, did I see wrongly? Why does that person look so..."
There was a black Rolls-Royce parked outside the mall. The driver saw Gu Qingcheng at the intersection at a glance. Before the second word "Tai" came out, he withdrew it in fear.
"It seems that it is really Miss Gu..."
Hearing the words "Miss Gu", Shao Ze stopped typing on the computer keyboard and raised his head subconsciously.
But a taxi just stopped in front of Gu Qingcheng. She opened the car door and bent over to get in. He only caught a vague profile.
It was a little bit like her.
It had been three years. It had been three years since she left Tong City. The last sentence she said to him at the airport was still fresh in his memory.
"I won't return to this city for the rest of my life. Take care."
Recalling the scene of that rainy night in his mind, the man in his thirties fell into deep thought. He sat quietly in the back seat. His well-fitting black hand-made suit set off his cold face, and his expression was cold and restrained.
He must have mistaken her for someone else.
"Sir, do you want me to drive after him?" The driver saw Shao Ze's expression through the rearview mirror and knew that he must have recalled the past.
"No." The man's voice was a little cold.
The driver was a little confused and looked embarrassed.
When Gu Qingcheng returned to the company, she took the elevator of the president's office all the way to the 17th floor and walked out of the conference hall.