Could someone have found out that the account belonged to Gu Nianshen?

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There was a strong feeling of awkwardness in the air .

“If you can find the clothes you threw away and wear them in front of Lin Yiqian, perhaps she might forgive you . ” Song Changlin sent yet another message .

Gu Nianshen's gaze returned to his phone . After reading the message, his heart sank . Although he could vaguely figure out the answer in his mind, he lacked the imagination to piece everything together . “What do you mean?” Gu Nianshen wrote to Song Changlin in a hurry .

“Nianshen, you're so smart . You should understand what I have said . ” Song Changlin replied .

He even added a smiley emoticon at the end of the sentence .

Did Lin Yiqian buy those clothes for him?

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When Gu Nianshen realized what Song Changlin meant, he stood up so fast that the chair toppled over behind him .

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Without even picking it up, he grabbed his phone and began running toward the door .

When Qi Shaodong saw Gu Nianshen running, he quickly caught up with him . “Boss, what's the matter with you?”

“Cancel all appointments today,” Gu Nianshen said as he pressed for the lift .

As soon as the lift arrived, Gu Nianshen stepped inside .

However, once he reached his car downstairs, Gu Nianshen began to feel lost . Where would he look for the clothes? Should he go to the dumpsters?

Nearly five days had pa.s.sed . Even if the clothes were left at the dumpsters, they would have been burned by now .

After pondering for a moment, Gu Nianshen gave Qi Shaodong a call . “Book the earliest flight to Beijing for me . ”

As there were many flights to Beijing for the day, Qi Shaodong booked one that would leave in an hour .

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After hanging up, Gu Nianshen immediately headed for the airport .

“Chief Lin, I'm leaving the office now . ” Lin Yiqian's secretary knocked on the door .

When Lin Yiqian looked at the clock, she saw that it was almost seven o'clock in the evening .

“Alright . Have a safe trip home . ” She nodded at her secretary .

Then, she s.h.i.+fted her attention back to the computer screen . She was going through some emails related to work from overseas .

As she had been invited to take part in the Suka International Music Festival, she was now thinking of how to reply to the invitation .

Her secretary was about to leave when she noticed that Lin Yiqian had not even touched her food on the table . “Aren't you going home?” She asked with a look of concern .

“I'll be here for a while longer,” Lin Yiqian replied with a smile before returning her gaze to the computer .

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The Suka International Music Festival was a world-renowned red carpet event . Lin Yiqian would normally partic.i.p.ate in such grand events .

As most of the people who partic.i.p.ated in these events were international influencers, it would still be beneficial for Lin Yiqian to take part in it .

However, she did not have as much freedom as she once did .

Therefore, Lin Yiqian was still in a dilemma as to whether she should attend the event . If she decided to attend, it would mean she had to leave the country .

“See you tomorrow . ” Her secretary finally uttered before leaving .

“Hey, you really are working over-time . ” A familiar voice could be heard near the door . It was the same annoying tone of voice she used to hear .

When Li Yiqian lifted her head and looked in the direction of the door, she could see Fang Heyang dressed in a black T-s.h.i.+rt with a cartoon figure in white printed across the front . As he was also wearing a pair of gla.s.ses, he seemed much younger than he did before .

Although Fang Heyang seemed youthful, there was instantly an air of mischief about him when he smiled .

Slowly, he began walking toward Lin Yiqian .

“Why haven't you gone home yet? It's late . ” Lin Yiqian glanced at Fang Heyang . The first thing she did was to switch off the application that she used to check her emails .

Right then, Fang Heyang was already standing next to her . As he leaned against her desk, he pointed at the clock on the wall . “It's only seven o'clock . How could it be late?”

Then, his gaze began to s.h.i.+ft downward . As his eyes landed upon the pile of doc.u.ments in front of Lin Yiqian, he frowned . “You truly are an exhausted boss . ”

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