Qiao Shiyu looked at Gu Moli’s back and felt extremely desolate. Suddenly she remembered the drawings in her hand, and finally plucked up the courage to shout: “Gu Moli, wait.”
Gu Moli stopped, but took a few minutes to start again.
Qiao Shiyu was anxious. She just wanted to ask Gu Moli to look at the drawings now. If you miss it at night, you don’t know when it will be delayed. So she stopped again: “Gu Moli, I have something to do.”
Gu Moli did not stop when he heard it, but just left. Later, he stopped and asked coldly: “What’s the matter?”
“The on-site design for your marriage to Anxi is ready, look at it.” Qiao Shiyu asked carefully, only for fear of provoking Gu Moli, which made him uncomfortable.
Gu Moli was silent for a moment, and never said a word. He just grabbed the drawings in Qiao Shiyu’s hand and tore them off without even looking at them.
Then, he stared at Qiao Shiyu arrogantly and said, “If you don’t meet the criteria, do it again.”
“What’s wrong with the criteria?”
If you don’t even look at it, you don’t meet the criteria. Qiao Shiyu dares to be angry but dares not speak up. Finally, it’s worth asking carefully about the problem there.
“There are problems everywhere.” Gu Moli left this sentence and walked away, but Qiao Shiyu stood there blankly.
There are problems in all places, but she has obviously tried her best.
It’s strange. Since this old man’s requirements are so high, why should he give her this task again?
Isn’t it okay if she can’t do it?
Qiao Shiyu just said these complaints.
Qiao Dudu is now in Gu Moli’s hands, and the only thing she can do is obey, which is her miserable life.
When Gu Moli walked to the door of the bedroom, he turned around and ordered Qiao Shiyu to say, “I want a drawing tomorrow.”
“What, Gu Moli tomorrow, this was driven out in several days. You said it was not possible, how could I draw it tomorrow?”