Perhaps hearing a voice that was not familiar to him, Jian Youliang stopped writing, raised his head, and glanced at the girl through his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Who are you?"

"Uncle Youliang, I am Gu Qiuyu, Jian Xiaoya's daughter!" Gu Qiuyu introduced himself, because he knew that Jian Youliang had never seen him before, so he probably didn't know him.

Looking at the youthful face in front of me,

Her face is like a peach blossom, fair and pink.

Those big, watery eyes blinked like talking stars.

Just like Jian Xiaoya back then.

The tip of the pen in Jian Youliang's hand poked the paper, slowly turning into a black ball, and then spreading around to form a black circle.

She is very similar to Jian Xiaoya back then.

Taking a slight breath, Jian Youliang lowered his head and found that the paper was smudged. He put away the pen, crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it into the trash can, stood up, and walked towards her.

"Hello." The voice was neither salty nor bland.

Not enthusiastic, nor disgusted.

Some just have a kind of indifference.

Just like office work!

Gu Qiuyu looked at Jian Youliang who walked around the desk and walked towards him, and took a few glances.

He is very tall and has a slim build.

Wearing a white shirt and black pants.

He has a fair complexion and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which adds to his elegance.

The current Jian Youliang is a bit more mature and more elegant than the Jian Youliang in the photos given by her grandparents.

"Please sit down!" Jian Youliang motioned for her to sit on the small sofa in the office.

He also sat on the small sofa on the side.

There was a small coffee table between him and her.

"Would you like tea?"

"Can."

Jian Youliang found a bag of tea leaves on the coffee table, twisted some, and made her a cup of tea.

The aroma of tea lingers, and the smoke rises.

Holding the warm enamel jar, Gu Qiuyu's hands gradually returned to warmth.

"What do you want from me?" Jian Youliang asked her directly without beating around the bush.

"Well, do you know that my grandparents were sent to the northwest forest farm?" Gu Qiuyu's watery eyes looked at Jian Youliang intently.

Don't miss the slightest change on your face.

And those long, slender eyes.

"I know!" Jian Youliang answered directly without pausing. He looked at her seriously.

"and you?"

"You want to ask me why I don't care about my grandparents' affairs, right?" Jian Youliang laughed at himself, with a bit of sarcasm on his face.

"I happened to be on a business trip those days, and when I came back, it was a foregone conclusion and couldn't be changed!" Jian Youliang's slender eyes were full of mist.

It's a bit hard to see through.

Gu Qiuyu did not detect Jian Youliang's abnormal emotions through micro-expression management.

All he has is indifference.

There is not even any other joy, anger, sorrow or joy!

"Are they okay?" Jian Youliang stood up, put his hands in his pockets, looked out the window, and frowned.

"You know, I went to see them?" Gu Qiuyu clenched the armrests of the small sofa with both hands, her heart pounding. She didn't know whether Jian Youliang was virtuous or unscrupulous.
Chapter completed!