My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again

Zuo An turned his face to the side, just saw her expression, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Naturally, Xu Weiwei couldn't let him know what she was thinking, so he hurriedly restrained his expression and rubbed his temples in a pretentious manner, pretending to be tired, "I'm a little tired, I want to sit on the sofa for a while."

"Do you need me to accompany you?" There was a hint of concern in his tone.

"No, you see so many guests, you are the host, you still have to socialize, I'll just sit down for a while."

Zuo Anluo thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Today's banquet, he is indeed half the host. He has never been made public by the Zuo family. Through this birthday banquet, he has appeared in front of everyone.

But Father Zuo has not officially introduced his identity, and will wait until he takes over the post of President of the Gu Group and officially leads the Gu Group before letting him... recognize his ancestors.

Xu Weiwei held the skirt with one hand and seemed to be walking towards the sofa, but in fact he was still looking for someone in the audience.

Without Zuo An by her side, her gaze became a little more unscrupulous.

In the end, there is still no way out. When Xu Weiwei was about to give up, Yu Guang glanced at the figure of the person she was looking for. She stopped, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

She moved silently towards the figure.

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After the banquet is over.

Zuo An took Xu Wei out of the hotel door, Qiao Chu opened the door of the rear seat, Zuo An habitually put his hand on Xu Wei's head, and after protecting her into the car, he followed. go in.

The evening's entertainment still made Zuo An's eyebrows a little more tired.

Xu Weiwei may have been sitting and resting on the sofa all the time. At this time, he is still in good spirits. It is rare that there is still a glimmer of light in his eyes when he sees her.

Zuo An looked at her like this, and seemed to be less tired.

The car arrived at the left house.

Zuo An and Xu Weiwei walked in together, went upstairs, Zuo An first followed Xu Weiwei back to her bedroom.

Xu Weilai put his hand on the doorknob, twisted it a bit, released it again, turned back, and looked at Zuo An, "It's 11:50 now, and I have accompany you to the banquet as you requested, then. There are ten minutes left, and today is about to end, are you also fulfilling your promise?"

"yes……"

Zuo An chuckled, "Since I promised to give it to you, I will not break my promise."

He paused, raised his hand, and pointed to the terrace at the end of the corridor, "Go there."

Xu Weiwei smiled with satisfaction, "Okay."

Zuo An first went back to his room, and when he walked out of the terrace with the contract, Xu Weiwei was already sitting on the chair, and there was a glass of hot milk on the table.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"This is?" Zuo An's eyes fell on the milk.

Xu Weiwei raised his hand and pushed the glass of milk directly to his hand, "Thank you for your trustworthiness, I'll give you a hangover."

Zuo An put the contract on the table, and held up the glass of milk cautiously, as if the contract was not as important as a glass of milk.

"Thank you," he said earnestly.

After he took a sip, he pushed the contract in front of Xu Weiwei, "Look at it, if there is no problem, you sign on it, and half of the shares in my hand belong to you."

Immediately afterwards, he unscrewed the cap of the signature pen and put it in Xu Weiwei's hand.

"I hope that in the future, we can continue to... join hands and keep walking."