Flattery never goes awry!
The construction supervisor was accustod to observing people’s expressions and discerning their moods, knowing that flattering younger mbers in front of their elders was an excellent way to lighten the mood and make people happy.
So, he went all out in praising Zuzi and Gu Jingyan, just to please Bao Gucheng and get on their good side.
Who knew.
That after the flattery was given... why did Mr. Bo’s face look even worse?
Bao Gucheng coolly said, "Not a niece."
The construction supervisor’s heart skipped a beat, thinking, if not a niece, could it be a... a daughter? But he hadn’t heard that Mr. Bo got married and had kids, and the child couldn’t be that old anyway.
Could it be an adopted daughter?
His mind raced, and he quickly changed his tune: "Ah, haha, sorry, Mr. Bo, so it’s not your niece, it’s your adopted daughter? And this handso young man is your godson-in-law? Oh, our place here is best enjoyed by couples, you see there’s an osmanthus tree on the next floor, and also the Albizzia julibrissin House, it really sets the mood..."
In the middle of his animated explanation, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Looking up, he t Bao Gucheng’s gaze, cool as the Han Chuan.
The man almost seed to be sprinkled with ice shards, sternly repeating, "Not an adopted daughter! No son-in-law!"
The rest of his flattery froze on his lips.
If not a niece, not an adopted daughter and certainly not a biological daughter... could she be your wife?
Wait, wait, why couldn’t she be Mr. Bo’s wife?
The construction supervisor dumbly took another look at Zuzi, feeling that this fairy-like girl, so light and petite, especially with her slim waist that seed to fit in a palm; my goodness, if she were Mr. Bo’s wife, with Mr. Bo’s fiery temperant, wouldn’t he snap her waist with a single grip?
And given how far Mr. Bo was standing from her, it didn’t seem like a couple’s distance either.
He couldn’t help but glance at Gu Jingyan: wasn’t this handso young man a more fitting match in terms of age with that girl?
Bao Gucheng saw this oblivious guy, clueless about changing his words, still looking around and trying to pair Zuzi and Gu Jingyan, which only fueled his anger—
"This doesn’t concern you, scram."
The construction supervisor wore a mournful face: "Mr. Bo, I beg you to be generous and not block us for several hours, okay?"
Bao Gucheng coldly replied, "You’re overthinking this; it’s not about a few hours. Safety inspection starts at three days."
Construction supervisor: "...!"
It’s over, it’s over. Delaying the project for three days, he would be skinned alive by Brother Four.
What to do, what to do.
Nearby, Gu Jingyan’s face burned.
For so reason, when the construction supervisor mistakenly assud and misunderstood, he didn’t object as strongly as Bao Gucheng did.
Now, seeing Gu Jingyan blushing, Bao Gucheng only got more irritated: "What, eager to beco my son-in-law?"
Gu Jingyan’s face stiffened.
Uncomfortably turning towards the carved and painted pillars, he pretended to study the patterns: "I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’m only interested in the artifacts."
Bao Gucheng: "Heh."
You young people, don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to.
He stepped over to Zuzi; she was still texting Xi Rubao, one hand raised in front of her eyes, the other tapping the screen.
Hmm, wanted to hold hands, but it seems that won’t happen.
But then...
Bao Gucheng naturally placed his large hand on Zuzi’s slender waist, leaning slightly forward.
Zuzi raised her chin slightly surprised: "Xiao Chenger, what’s up?"
Bao Gucheng replied calmly: "I’ll show you how to text faster, you can use simplified double spelling instead of full spelling..."
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