Chapter 897

CEO Above, Me Below Chapter 897

Hobbes sat down on the side, looked at Shi Xiaonian and said, “I say, minuscule thought, what’s going on with your man?”

“After I left my hometown, many things happened. I won’t be able to explain it for a while, but when I see my husband in the future, I won’t mention anything in front of him anymore.” Shi Xiaonian thought that Gong Ou’s jealousy towards Mu Qianchu had already seeped into his bones, she did not want to make him worry.

“Hubby minuscule thought, come over quickly. The bowls and chopsticks are all set up, come over and eat.”

Gong Ou said that when he returned to her hometown, she changed. However, she felt that he was the one who changed.

“Nothing.”

“This is the steamed bun and youtiao from Cook Li’s house on the street. You can have a taste.”

They all had great prospects.

Gong Ou ate the last piece of youtiao on his chopsticks, put down the chopsticks, took out a gold-plated business card and placed it in front of Hobbes. He then took out a pen and quickly wrote down a string of numbers on it, then coldly said, “If you see Mu Qianchu and call me, I will give you a good house.”

“…”

The Hobbes couple were all stunned.

Shi Xiaonian stood there in a daze. Gong Ou would never give his private number to anyone else.

So what if they found them, they’d burn them all as if they were old things? But that’s not right. If he were to make a move, he wouldn’t wait until now.

Shi Xiaonian did not understand what Gong Ou was thinking.

Shi Xiaonian had been observing Gong Ou in silence this whole time, following the traces of his footsteps as she walked forward bit by bit. Her hands were in the pockets of her school uniform, and from afar, she looked like Gong Ou’s shadow.

Shi Xiaonian rushed forward anxiously and held onto one of Gong Ou’s arms.

Shi Xiaonian stood with her back facing him, unable to turn around, and could only ask, “You didn’t like to eat it, and you even ate two of them?”

Just the thought of it was terrifying.

Shi Xiaonian stood there stiffly, unable to answer. A gust of wind blew past her slightly pale face, and she thought to herself, it’s all her fault. She shouldn’t have thought about coming back here.

“I need to think about it.”