Chapter 120 Sisters Gathering

 Qingcheng, inside a cafe.

"What? You said Mr. Gu brought Shang Bao to the company?" Zhou Ziyou understood: "So you are the only one here."

 "Well, let them stay longer." Shang Xi put away his bag and sat down

 Sister Dao held her chin up and stared at Shang Xi.

Shang Xi had a bun and wore a gray-brown leather jacket, leather skirt, and long boots. After sitting down, she took off her jacket. Underneath was a white V-neck top, revealing her slender and fair neck. She smiled and said, "Sister Dao, is there something on my face?"

Sister Dao raised her eyebrows and curled her lips: "I'm wondering who this beautiful lady is. I'm so moved by it."

Zhou Ziyou: "I won't say anything else. She is really beautiful. Otherwise, how could she charm Mr. Gu, right?" She blinked at Shang Xi ambiguously.

"What did you say to reporters last time? Ouch, it used to be an accident, but now it's a deep love."

"Are you kidding me as soon as I come here?" Shang Xi pretended to be angry and glared at his two friends.

Zhou Ziyou held the phone like a microphone and handed it to Shang Xi: "Let's do the interview. We are going home soon. How do we feel about mourning?"

Shang Xi was silent for a second and pursed her lips: "It feels like a sigh of relief." Then she smiled, her eyes curled up and said, "Happy."

 "Congratulations on our return home!"

 "Congratulations!"

 Sister Dao leaned back: "The day after tomorrow, right? We'll take you home."

 "There aren't many things, I can take them away."

"Who wants to take your things?" Sister Dao said, "We are your natal family, do you understand? Don't let Mr. Gu think that we have no one after our death."

 Why do you feel something is weird...

 "Well, may I ask, do I have an in-laws?" Shang Xi asked.

Zhou Ziyou snorted: "Don't worry about those details. Regardless of whether you have a husband's family or not, we are your mother's family."

"Okay!" Shang Xi thought about it and thought it was okay. When the time comes, his friends will come to pick him up. If Gu Wen regrets it, he should think about it.

Sister Dao: "At that time, I will call a hundred cars and park them at the gate of Nanfeng Garden to support you."

"Then...that's not necessary, Sister Dao." Shang Xi laughed dryly: "Isn't it a bit exaggerated? Too high-profile?"

How come it's like getting married? She left Nanfeng Garden, not got married. Thinking about that scene, why does it look like Heise can fight?

 When the time comes, it will poke the lone wolf's anger point and cause unnecessary trouble.

"Although it's quite cool to think about it." Zhou Ziyou took the coffee, took a sip, and said slowly: "But Sister Dao, are you really not going to go abroad the next day?"

Sister Dao curled her lips and hummed: "Yuyou, when will your head become smarter?"

 "What's the meaning?"

Sister Dao raised her chin in Shang Xi's direction: "Who does Mr. Gu like now? Whose natal family are we?"

 "Mr. Gu is probably thinking about how to please us right now."

Zhou Ziyou was stunned for a moment and said: "Yes, maybe." The more she thought about it, the more likely it became: "I guess Mr. Gu will come to me in person one day and throw the card over in a domineering manner: You are Shang Xi's My friend, please help me."

"Then, as if I were standing on the shoulders of giants, I tilted my mouth: Who am I looking down on? Am I the kind of person who betrays my friends for money??"

Zhou Ziyou thought about it and was so happy that he laughed out loud: "I said to Mr. Gu very seriously: Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have money! Hahahahahahaha! Mr. Gu's expression must be ugly!"

Sister Dao twitched the corner of her mouth: "Let's not talk about your eight-hundred-year-old novel routine. If that day comes, Yoyo, are you sure you won't charge money?"

Zhou Ziyou chuckled and said to Shang Xi, "Sister, I rely on you to get rich."

 Shang Xi took a sip of coffee and said, "Why, the comics are on the market again?"

 Zhou Ziyou covered her chest and vomited blood: "Sisters, please be merciful."

Suddenly, her tone became serious: "Seriously, Shang Xi, do you have feelings for Mr. Gu?"

 Shang Xi looked calmly: "Of course not."

 "Really?" Sister Dao also asked.

 Shang Xi lowered his eyes and took a sip of coffee, "Really not."