When the car got home, the housekeeper knew who it was when she saw it. She was busy with the door and let Gu Tingyun get in.
Xiao Zhang feels that the future treatment of his children is just different.
When Gu Tingyun’s car went in, the housekeeper had informed his son-in-law to come.
When my father received the housekeeper’s words, Jinan got up in Fengcheng. The housekeeper repeated that he didn’t come to the housekeeper for nothing and said that his children were Gu Tingyun.
Father got up and walked a little faster than usual and went to his daughter’s room. "Rong Ting Yun came to see you because he knew you were injured."
Rong has been depressed since he spoke just now. It will be heard that Gu Tingyun has come to life and his eyes will light up. "Really?"
"Dad will lie to you? Don’t go if your leg is inconvenient. Later, let Tingyun come to the room to talk to you. "The father was shocked when he said this.
When did dad do this? Didn’t you say that girls’ boudoir can’t let outsiders in? Why did you let Ting Yun talk in her room?
Just now, when Lankang carried her back, Dad looked very pale and said to her for a long time.
At first glance, the father building saw Gu Tingyun’s bearing in the center of the living room, which made people feel that everything was his foil.
Chapter 465 Does the wound still hurt?
Gu Tingyun greeted his father before he took the initiative. "Uncle, let me see Rong!"
"Nothing serious. The doctor said it would be fine to rest for a few days!" Father also said when he saw Xiao Zhang come in with something and a bunch of flowers and roses in his arms.
Gu Tingyun noticed that his father was surprised and knew that Xiao Zhang must have come in. The shape was a bit exaggerated.
Father smiled faintly, which is obviously not Gu Tingyun’s style, but it also means that Rong still has a place in his heart for his aunt to find a vase to send flowers to Rong’s room.
Gu Tingyun’s sitting in this position at a young age is naturally not the kind of person who doesn’t understand the way of the world. On the contrary, he is quite good at it, but some aspects are unwilling to do so.
But since he decided to come over, he wouldn’t make the chat atmosphere awkward, so he and his father had a pleasant chat atmosphere.
Gu Tingyun is the kind of person who can see the trend of your next 50 steps when you take one step, so he knows exactly what his family thinks of him.
After chatting with my father, I went to Rong Fang Rong, who has been sitting in the small living room. Although I have known her for many years and seen her many times, she has the impression that Gu Tingyun is the first time to go home and look for her.
When I heard his footsteps, Rong’s heart thumped so hard that it almost reached my throat until it just knocked on the door and the familiar voice "Rong is me!" "
"Come in … Come on!" Rong has a press in her voice, unable to resist excitement.
Aunt just sent flowers and put them not far from her. The red roses exude a faint fragrance. She doesn’t like this warm color. She prefers lily gardenia, but she still likes it because he gave it to her.
After that, she was very lost. I didn’t expect him to come. The loss had disappeared at the moment I saw him.
Gu Tingyun saw Rong’s injured knee and looked at her sitting posture on the sofa. It should be hurt.
"How did you get it?" When she spoke just now, he said he had plans.
"Well, I’ll come and see you when I pass by." Ma is going to have a wedding, and he promised her that he would be a good husband. Naturally, his fiancee will come and see you when she has a car accident.
"Oh!" Rong low oh, then I don’t know what to say.
She really wants him to have a lot to say to him, but every time she sees him, she can’t say it or doesn’t know where to start.
"How did the doctor say that the wound still hurts?" Gu ting aggregates mouth broke the silence for a moment.
"The stitches can be removed after a week without pain" is really painful, especially after anesthesia, but she is used to tolerating this pain, which is tolerable for her.
"Don’t run around the house these days to take a good rest and take care of yourself!" Gu ting yun Huai Rong always sounds and feels polite with a level of sympathy.
Rong looked at him, familiar with the eyebrow eye, familiar with the sound, or that face, or that person didn’t know when it became more and more difficult to get close.
"Ting Yun, did you choose this flower?" I don’t know what this sentence suddenly jumped out of Rong’s head and then blurted it out
Gu Tingyun simply did not intend to hide that he was never a romantic. "No!"
Rong’s eyes are looking forward to getting weaker and weaker until he finally bows his head and hooks a bleak smile. "I shouldn’t have asked."
Don’t ask, don’t fool yourself. His answer broke that illusion.
"It doesn’t matter who picked Rong Hua. What matters is that it appears on your desk!" Without his acquiescence, this bunch of flowers would not have appeared in front of her.
Gu Tingyun said this very directly. It doesn’t matter who picked it and sent it. What matters is who this bouquet represents and who it was sent to.
As soon as Rong understood Gu Tingyun’s words, she was long past the little girl’s importune age, and he said yes, he had tried hard to do all this.