207: One Can Never Know One's Heart

One Can Never Know One's Heart

Gu Corporation.1

Song Shijing walked in. "President, when you were on a call just now, Young Madam called."

He paused for a moment, then handed the phone to Gu Zheng and said awkwardly, "She said… she received your gifts."

Song Shijing knew very well that Song Shiyu had given the gifts in the president's name, but he did not know what he had given to make Young Madam call all of a sudden.

Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment. He took the phone from Song Shijing, who immediately left.

"Hello."

Qiao Xi's voice trembled slightly. "You gave those things to me?"

Gu Zheng had just ordered the clothes, so they definitely could not be delivered so soon.

He thought for a moment and suddenly recalled that there was a fashion brand that was in a business deal with Gu Corporation. They had given him some new female clothes, and they were all custom-made according to Qiao Xi's size. She must be talking about those clothes.

Gu Zheng said nonchalantly, "They were sent by a fashion brand. They were all custom-made to match your size. They're definitely not better than your own designs, but you'll just have to wear them."

Qiao Xi: "…" 'I don't design such provocative nightwear!'

She turned to look at the bed full of gauze and sighed. "I'll ask again. Are you sure you gave them to me?"

Gu Zheng curled his lips. "Yes. You don't like them?"

Such a shameless man!

These were not clothes, they were just pieces of fabric! It would be as if she was wearing nothing!

Gu Zheng suddenly remembered Song Shiyu's words. 'Don't hide what you've done. Let Young Madam know.'

After a moment of silence, he smiled. "I participated in the design of a few garments. I think you'll look good in them."

Qiao Xi was dumbstruck.

She never knew that Gu Zheng was so open-minded and even participated in designing such clothes.

She thought of Gu Zheng discussing the details of the clothes with the designer with a cold face. The dignified president of Gu Corporation did not even care about his reputation anymore?

Qiao Xi gasped and forced herself to calm down. "Gu Zheng, you really want me to wear these clothes?"

Gu Zheng picked up the coffee on the table and turned on his computer. With a focused gaze, he casually said, "Yes, I'm going on a business trip in two days. You'll go with me. Just treat it as a trip. Bring some of the new clothes with you."

Qiao Xi was a famous designer. She could go over and discuss designing work as well as choose some clothes she liked.

Qiao Xi: "!!"

This bastard wanted her to bring these clothes on a trip?

He was shameless! How dare he play such tricks? Perhaps he had already played with other women like this.

Qiao Xi burned with rage and roared furiously. "Shameless! Bastard!"

She slammed the phone down.

Gu Zheng looked innocent as he held his phone in confusion.

Could it be that those clothes were not nice? After all, Qiao Xi was a famous designer and would have high expectations, but she would not be so angry, right?

…

Longwan Residential.

Qiao Xi lay on the bed and calmed her emotions. She had already put away those clothes, but the image kept lingering in her mind.

He had finally revealed his true identity!

What a beast!

It turned out that he liked such things. One could never judge a book by its cover!

Qiao Xi tossed and turned, her heart in a mess. She suddenly realized that Gu Zheng had probably given these clothes to her for…

When she kissed Gu Zheng, she would temporarily recover her taste buds. If she wanted to recover completely, would she have to do it that way?

Qiao Xi felt that perhaps she could give it a try…

However, those clothes were too embarrassing!

Qiao Xi got up, opened a gift box, and took out a revealing dress.

'Calm down. You must calm down.' She blushed and went into the bathroom with the dress.

…

Gu Zheng rushed home.

Just then, Song Shijing received a call from a fashion brand. "Special Assistant Song, I'm really sorry. Those clothes will be delivered later. Please don't have President Gu blame me."

After hanging up, Song Shijing hurried upstairs to look for Gu Zheng, only to find that he had left long ago.

Actually, it was not a big deal. It was just a few clothes. The president would not care.

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