After rinsing her mouth, Qin Zhi’ai grabbed two pieces of tissue and wiped her hands quickly before rushing out from the bathroom. “Master Gu.”
Gu Yusheng ignored her greeting and walked over to the French window. He placed the bowl of porridge on a small round table and turned around to look at her. “Have some and then pack your luggage. We’re leaving for Hainan at three this afternoon.”
The original flight was scheduled for the next night, after the team-building activities, but because of Liang Doukou, he had Xiaowang change the flight for a day earlier and get Qin Zhi’ai a ticket, as well.
Gu Yusheng was going to an exhibition in Hainan. He initially had not planned to bring Qin Zhi’ai along; however, he thought the warm weather in Hainan might be more comfortable for her than cold Beijing.
Is Gu Yusheng planning to bring me along on a business trip? But I’ve only interned with him for two weeks?
Qin Zhi’ai stared at him in disbelief.
When he saw her expression, he explained, “It’s slightly busy over there, and we might be understaffed, especially without Xiaowang with me.” His cell phone began vibrating in his pocket. When he saw it was his grandpa, he slipped it back into his pocket without answering the call. He asked Qin Zhi’ai, “Any issues with this plan?”
“No,” she answered. She would never question her direct supervisor about work arrangements?
“I meant in physical terms,” Gu Yusheng added, as if he could read her mind.
Qin Zhi’ai was stunned for a moment before understanding that Gu Yusheng was referring to her period. She quickly shook her head and lowered her eyes in embarrassment before replying, “I’m feeling much better.”
Despite having expressed her gratitude a few times, Qin Zhi’ai paused for a moment and said, “Thank you, Master Gu.”
Gu Yusheng didn’t respond. He looked at yet another incoming call from his grandpa before shoving the phone back into his pocket and replying plainly, “I’m heading downstairs. Catch you later in the lobby.”
“Okay…”
Before Qin Zhi’ai could complete her sentence, Gu Yusheng added, “17th floor.”
Qin Zhi’ai stared at him, dumbfounded, before saying, “Okay.” As the door closed after him, her thoughts drifted.
What did he mean when he told me the floor number before leaving?
Old Master Gu is on the 17th floor. Is he indirectly informing me that he is visiting Old Master Gu?
Or is he afraid that I’ll think he’s going to the 18th floor?
The words that he had said to her last night as she was closing the door to the balcony flashed across her mind. “I have no intention of returning to my room.”
Could it be that he’s trying to subtly explain the situation to me? But… we’re not related in anyway, so why should he provide me with any explanation? What does he truly mean?
She was well aware of how long it took her to recover from her grief after she stopped being Liang Doukou’s double.
If she were careless now, she will be in agony all over again.
……
They arrived in Hainan.
Qin Zhi’ai ate with Gu Yusheng on the first day, but for the rest of the time he was busy working with Xiaowang.
After rinsing her mouth, Qin Zhi’ai grabbed two pieces of tissue and wiped her hands quickly before rushing out from the bathroom. “Master Gu.”
Gu Yusheng ignored her greeting and walked over to the French window. He placed the bowl of porridge on a small round table and turned around to look at her. “Have some and then pack your luggage. We’re leaving for Hainan at three this afternoon.”
The original flight was scheduled for the next night, after the team-building activities, but because of Liang Doukou, he had Xiaowang change the flight for a day earlier and get Qin Zhi’ai a ticket, as well.
Gu Yusheng was going to an exhibition in Hainan. He initially had not planned to bring Qin Zhi’ai along; however, he thought the warm weather in Hainan might be more comfortable for her than cold Beijing.
Is Gu Yusheng planning to bring me along on a business trip? But I’ve only interned with him for two weeks?
Qin Zhi’ai stared at him in disbelief.
When he saw her expression, he explained, “It’s slightly busy over there, and we might be understaffed, especially without Xiaowang with me.” His cell phone began vibrating in his pocket. When he saw it was his grandpa, he slipped it back into his pocket without answering the call. He asked Qin Zhi’ai, “Any issues with this plan?”
“No,” she answered. She would never question her direct supervisor about work arrangements?
“I meant in physical terms,” Gu Yusheng added, as if he could read her mind.
Qin Zhi’ai was stunned for a moment before understanding that Gu Yusheng was referring to her period. She quickly shook her head and lowered her eyes in embarrassment before replying, “I’m feeling much better.”
Despite having expressed her gratitude a few times, Qin Zhi’ai paused for a moment and said, “Thank you, Master Gu.”
Gu Yusheng didn’t respond. He looked at yet another incoming call from his grandpa before shoving the phone back into his pocket and replying plainly, “I’m heading downstairs. Catch you later in the lobby.”
“Okay…”
Before Qin Zhi’ai could complete her sentence, Gu Yusheng added, “17th floor.”
Qin Zhi’ai stared at him, dumbfounded, before saying, “Okay.” As the door closed after him, her thoughts drifted.
What did he mean when he told me the floor number before leaving?
Old Master Gu is on the 17th floor. Is he indirectly informing me that he is visiting Old Master Gu?
Or is he afraid that I’ll think he’s going to the 18th floor?
The words that he had said to her last night as she was closing the door to the balcony flashed across her mind. “I have no intention of returning to my room.”
Could it be that he’s trying to subtly explain the situation to me? But… we’re not related in anyway, so why should he provide me with any explanation? What does he truly mean?
She was well aware of how long it took her to recover from her grief after she stopped being Liang Doukou’s double.
If she were careless now, she will be in agony all over again.
……
They arrived in Hainan.
Qin Zhi’ai ate with Gu Yusheng on the first day, but for the rest of the time he was busy working with Xiaowang.
