You Are My Desire (Daydreaming About Me)

Side Story 3-2

You are really overbearing.

She followed him helplessly, followed him through the company corridor, and walked to the French window.

Fu Mingxiu turned his head and looked at her: "What are you doing here?"

Gu Xia glanced at him inexplicably: "I'm an intern."

Fu Mingxiu coughed.

He didn't actually mean to ask this.

What is he trying to ask?

Fu Mingxiu's mind was a little stuck, and his thinking suddenly stagnated for some unknown reason. He couldn't keep up with the rhythm of his mouth, and blurted out an inexplicable sentence: "Didn't you see me just now? In the elevator."

"I see." Gu Xia said.

Fu Mingxiu was not particularly satisfied: "Then you still act as if you didn't see it?"

"..."

Gu Xia was a little speechless: "I'm just bored during the winter vacation. I'm here to do an internship to learn something and earn some pocket money by the way. I'm not here to meet relatives. I'm an intern. Aren't you a boss? How can I talk to you? "

"Just explain briefly, I just want to come here for an internship, and I don't want to engage in those relatives, so you'd better pretend that you don't know me."

Fu Mingxiu was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect this.

Gu Xia didn't expect that the vice president would be the general manager of this company.

After getting to know him a few times, Gu Xia felt that Fu Mingxiu was a bit of a dick, literally the dick. This kind of silly and straightforward character was really not like the rich second generation of a big family with scheming schemes, more like a The kind of little upstart.

The stupid son of the landlord's family.

So she originally thought that this person might have opened a small company or something at home, but she didn't expect that he was really a rich second generation with a mix of personalities.

Gu Xia is a little curious, why hasn't he been bullied to death with his IQ and character.

The two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

At ten o'clock in the morning, everyone in the company corridor was in a hurry, busy with their own affairs, and kept walking.

Once the scene of them stopped, it seemed a bit abrupt.

Gu Xia waited for a while, and seeing that Fu Mingxiu didn't speak any more, she raised her eyes: "Is there anything else the vice president can do?"

"Yes." Fu Mingxiu said.

Gu Xia waited patiently.

Before the man could put down the folder in his hand, he just held it like that. He looked a bit obedient, and he didn't look like a domineering president at all. He looked at her and opened his mouth.

After a long time, he murmured and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Gu Xia was stunned for a moment, but didn't react: "Huh?"

Fu Mingxiu's ears were red, he turned his head away, cleared his throat: "I said you look good when you shut up, I didn't—"

He coughed, "That's what I mean."

Gu Xia was completely stunned.

In fact, she had already forgotten about this matter a long time ago, and it was not a big deal at first. She often said such things as jokes with male friends in the past or at ordinary times.