Not to mention that there are so many people from Gu Xirong and the Gu family interspersed in the middle.

There are simply too many variables that cannot be determined. Wen Zhuoyu did not dare to take Gu Xihuai as a bet, nor did he dare to gamble on the conscience of his family. So he decided to separate the interests of Gu Xihuai and the Gu family, and created a firewall by himself. Whatever cares for the family, they all dodge away.

The best way to eliminate the crisis is to prevent the crisis from appearing, just like he directly "buied out" his family's ambitions and desires with 30 million. Find out all the troubles related to money in advance, and make clear the arrangements for the carriage and horse. Completely cut off the way for others to open their mouths and reach out their hands. It will also prevent everyone from quarreling with each other because of financial interests in the future.

Gu Xihuai didn't realize the deep meaning of Wen Zhuoyu at first, and when he returned home and slowly calculated his personal connections and assets, he gradually came back to it. Immediately, I was even more moved. Because of the emotion, the mood is also rippling. In addition, sitting side by side with Wen Zhuoyu on the same sofa, and having had intimate contact with skin-to-skin blind date before... For a while, it was even more unpalatable. Even the bald mouth full of watermelon rind is sweet.

"You..." Wen Zhuoyu looked back and saw Gu Xihuai nibbling on the watermelon skin with a deep face, and almost laughed: "You don't need to save so much. I bought most of them!"

Wen Zhuoyu took a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into Gu Xihuai's hand, replacing the bald watermelon rind: "I'll cut it if it's not enough."

Only then did Gu Xihuai notice the shameful thing he had done, and his face flushed with shame, and he said hesitantly, "I heard that eating watermelon rind will kill the fire."

It doesn't taste like that either!

Wen Zhuoyu was very hard to hold back a smile. Taking care of Gu Xihuai's thin skin, he could only pretend to be serious and agree: "There is indeed such a statement."

Gu Xihuai: "..."

With such a gag, the previously silent atmosphere instantly dissipated without a trace. Wen Zhuoyu leaned lazily on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and opened the memo and several of his own stock and futures accounts: "Since we've talked about this here, I'll also gather my contacts and funds. "

Gu Xihuai approached with a diligent expression. This time, Gu Xihuai deliberately stayed close to Wen Zhuoyu's side, their arms were folded together, Gu Xihuai's chin was against Wen Zhuoyu's shoulder, and the hot breath sprayed onto Wen Zhuoyu's neck, causing a burst of excitement trembling.

Wen Zhuoyu shrank his neck uncomfortably, and stepped aside for a moment: "Itching."

Gu Xihuai subconsciously paused for breath, and shrank back quietly. The well-behaved appearance is like a large dog waiting to be petted by its owner.

Wen Zhuoyu couldn't hold back the itch, and reached out to touch Gu Xihuai's hair. It's fluffy, very silky, and feels very good.

Gu Xihuai lowered her head and smiled, a low voice came from her chest, and the shocked person was a little dizzy. Wen Zhuoyu changed to a more comfortable position, silently wondering when Gu Xihuai's voice became so sexy?

In fact, it is very magnetic. Looking at Gu Xihuai's handsome and deep face, Wen Zhuoyu blinked, only to feel that the air between the two was a little thin.

"You..." Gu Xihuai hesitated for a while, then said with a breathless air, "Do you still eat watermelon?"

Wen Zhuoyu: "..."

Probably because Wen Zhuoyu didn't speak, Gu Xihuai added in a panic: "The watermelon I bought today is really sweet. I'll eat another piece."

Wen Zhuoyu stared coldly at Gu Xihuai eating melons, and a burst of helplessness surged in his heart.

"Gu Xihuai." Wen Zhuoyu called out.

"Ah?" Gu Xihuai raised her head nervously, looking straight at Wen Zhuoyu.

"Do you remember when I told you before that I wouldn't start a business with my friends?"

Gu Xihuai paused, nodded cautiously, and his tone became heavy: "Remember."

Gu Xihuai didn't know why Wen Zhuoyu suddenly mentioned this matter. Could it be that Wen Zhuoyu regretted it?

Thinking of this, Gu Xihuai's heart froze, and she said with some difficulty: "I will listen to you—"

As soon as Gu Xihuai spoke, Wen Zhuoyu interrupted: "So, do you want to consider joining the company with another identity?"

Gu Xihuai looked at Wen Zhuoyu dumbfounded.

Wen Zhuoyu chuckled and said narrowly, "For example, my other half?"

Chapter 73 "My Love."

Wen Zhuoyu's words were like a thunderstorm that suddenly fell on a sunny day, hitting Gu Xihuai's heavenly spirit cover firmly. I saw him agitated, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Huh?"

In a trance, Gu Xihuai felt that her ears were ringing. It seems that I heard Wen Zhuoyu's words clearly, but it seems that I didn't. The head is dizzy, and the whole person is a little dizzy as if stepping on cotton.

He just seemed to hear that Wen Zhuoyu invited him to be his other half!

Other! one! Half! Is that what he meant?

Gu Xihuai thought about it for a while, and it took a long time to realize something, and suddenly looked at Wen Zhuoyu solemnly: "Zhuoyu, I like you."

After a short pause, Gu Xihuai seemed to feel that the word "like" was not enough to describe his feelings for Wen Zhuoyu, and added, "I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

After all, Gu Xihuai looked around. This sudden confession was too hasty. In Gu Xihuai's original plan, he should have prepared a rich and romantic candlelight dinner and a grand confession ceremony so that he would not wrong Wen Zhuoyu.

But now, he just knelt down on the sofa of Wen Zhuoyu's house. He had taken off his suit jacket and tie. On his feet, he was wearing the pure cotton slippers that he and Wen Zhuoyu bought together during the supermarket promotion and discount, on the coffee table. It's leftover watermelon and half-drinking tea, and the evening news is playing on TV.