老司机试看午夜

After the middle-aged man spoke, he gazed at the ants on the ground, lost in thought.

Could it be that Miss Si also had a fondness for ants?

What could he possibly offer her in that case?

Si Fuqing was genuinely surprised that she had been discovered while hiding here.

She looked up, “Director?”

“Gu Huiyan, our director,” the middle-aged man affirmed with certainty, “the one you played chess with the day before yesterday.”

Si Fuqing wiped her hands, “Is there something important?”

“Yes, quite important,” the middle-aged man tentatively replied. “Shall we go inside to talk?”

“Sure,” Si Fuqing stood up, “I’ll follow you.”

The man breathed a sigh of relief, “This way, Miss Si.”

Si Fuqing followed him, and as they reached the stairs, she turned back,

“Ningning, I’ll be inside for a while, no need to wait for me.”

It took even Jiang Changning a few beats to react.

The silence was deafening.

The host seemed to have forgotten how to speak.

The live chat froze, then erupted with question marks.

[WHAT?!]

[I need to change my glasses, I must not be seeing this right.]

[Who just said they were inviting an art student from the Great Xia University? Open your eyes and see clearly!]

[Wife! Wife has entered the Heaven Earth Alliance building, you go girl! Wife, you’re standing tall! As a mother, I’m so proud!]

[Are you a boyfriend fan or a mother fan…?]

[My heart is exploding, can someone tell me why Si Fuqing was invited in?!]

[Meng Xue isn’t here today, so stop using her to step on Qingqing. See, Qingqing was invited in.]

The fans of the Starry Star Girls were silenced, no longer daring to mention Meng Xue.

The face slapping was intense.

Chi Yu pursed his lips, hesitating before asking Jiang Changning, the only one present, “Does she know art?”

Heaven Earth Alliance, the pinnacle of the Great Xia’s culture, avoided celebrities at all costs. Why would they invite one in?

Jiang Changning was cold to him, “I don’t know.”

But Ye Zhi quickly interjected, “Didn’t I say Sister Qingqing knows a lot? She can make clay figures, cut paper, and probably plays the guqin too.”

Chi Yu, hearing this, became even more skeptical.

Knowing one thing was normal, two was impressive, but knowing everything? Was that even humanly possible?

Ye Zhi’s fanboy lens was quite thick.

The host was utterly disoriented, even the filming crew had stopped, and he remained confused until a phone call woke him.

“Man… manager…” the host muttered in a daze, “We couldn’t enter Heaven

Earth Alliance, but… but Teacher Si did!”

They had hit the jackpot!

At this moment, Si Fuqing followed the middle-aged man into the elevator.

The building had thirty-two floors, and Gu Huiyan’s office was on the 22nd.

“I won’t go in,” the man said courteously, “Take your time talking with the director, Miss Si.”

Si Fuqing hadn’t yet thought about what this ‘take your time’ meant. As she pushed open the door, her steps faltered.

The floor was lined with boxes of cola, and a giant cheese fried chicken hot pot sat on a large table in the center.

Gu Huiyan sat beside the table, waving at her, “Come, come, haven’t had lunch yet? I’ve prepared it for you.”

Si Fuqing:

How did this old man get her preferences so right?

Like Si Fuqing, Little Bai also caught the scent of food.

“Wow!” Little Bai excitedly peeked out of the bag, immediately spotting the gold-inlaid vase not far away, “Wow wow!” It could eat it all!

Little Bai eagerly jumped out, ready to dash over.

But just as it moved, it was lifted by a hand.

Si Fuqing knew exactly what the Pixiu was thinking.

“Your dog…” Gu Huiyan saw it and pushed up his glasses, “Looks a bit like a painting I’ve seen before.”

Si Fuqing’s fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, ‘What painting?”

“I’ll find it,” Gu Huiyan began flipping through his collection of hand-drawn books.

After about fifteen minutes, he opened a page, “Here it is. This is the ordinary form of a Pixiu. Hmm, it does look quite similar.”

Si Fuqing glanced at it and fell silent.

No wonder he was the director of Heaven Earth Alliance, collecting such rare art pieces.

Si Fuqing’s expression remained unchanged, smiling, “Elder Gu, Little Bai is a girl, so she wears a skirt. If she had no butt, why wear a skirt?”

Little Bai puffed out its chest proudly.

Indeed, it was a little fairy..