Facial Paralysis Husband, Good Morning

She had hidden the matter of joining the criminal investigation team from Mu Lanshu, as Mu Lanshu had even been strongly opposed to her being a police officer, let alone taking a more dangerous job.

Apart from colleagues, there was no one to share this news with. For some reason, she immediately thought of Chu Zhaoyang.

Gu Nian: “I was successfully admitted to the criminal investigation team, and I’ll report on Monday.”

She didn’t realize that she shouldn’t do it until after she sent the message. She even took the initiative to report something like this to Chu Zhaoyang, even though the two of them had nothing to do with each other.

At this time, Chu Zhaoyang had a fever, and his mind was not very clear. He had a drip hanging on the back of his hand. After changing the medicine, he fell asleep on the hospital bed.

When he woke up, it was already afternoon, and there was a red glow outside the window which he could see since the curtains were not drawn. The glow penetrated the glass and entered the room, so the inside of the room was also covered with a light golden red warmth, but inexplicably it looked a little bleak.

Chu Zhaoyang took his mobile phone and opened his WeChat and found that Gu Nian had taken the initiative to send him a message. He was excited and hurriedly opened it, and accidentally pulled his wound.

Shi Hongze said solemnly, “Young Master Chu, if you do this again, I will have to confiscate your mobile phone.”

Knowing that he was serious, Chu Zhaoyang said with a stiff face, “Understood.”

Then he quickly sent a “good” to Gu Nian.

Gu Nian was angry. At first, she had checked if Chu Zhaoyang had replied to the message every few minutes. Now she only checked once in twenty minutes, but still no reply.

Just like that, half a day passed.

She looked at her phone, her hand stretched halfway, and then retracted.

He hadn’t answered her, what else did she expect!

But her glazed eyes couldn’t help glancing at the phone, so she told herself, “It’s the last time.”

Then she picked up the phone, opened WeChat, and found that Chu Zhaoyang had replied.

But he only replied one word!

Gu Nian gritted her teeth angrily. She happily shared with him the news of such a major event in her life, but he only sent back the word “good”.

Sure enough, he didn’t take her seriously at all. What’s special about her was that she was completely self-indulgent.

Gu Nian felt sullen in her heart, rubbed her chest, and threw the phone aside.

On Sunday, Gu Nian stayed at home and didn’t go anywhere.

On Friday, her colleagues at the police station held a farewell party for her, as she won’t have many opportunities to return to the police station in the future. That night, He Yishan hugged her and cried bitterly, telling her to remember them and come back often when she had nothing to do, and that she shouldn’t go to the criminal investigation team and forget everyone in her old team.

That night, everyone drank so much that Gu Nian only woke up at noon next day with a severe headache.

Mu Lanshu was still talking about her, and wondering why she went so crazy with her colleagues all of a sudden.

Gu Nian sighed, but thinking of her future work in the criminal investigation team, she was full of expectations.

At this moment, the phone rang, and Gu Nian picked it up to see that it was Chu Zhaoyang.

Her heart skipped a beat. From Friday, Chu Zhaoyang only sent a “good” word, which dampened her enthusiasm, and so she never contacted her again.

She hesitated, not sure whether to take it or not. She didn’t want to misunderstand him, but she still had some expectations. They were people from two different worlds, and they should never have intersected. But Chu Zhaoyang seemed to be really different to her. Even if she denied every time Chu Tian said it, her heart would still be beating faster.

It was hard not to be distracted by such an outstanding man.

All she could do was stay away from him and keep her sanity.

The phone kept ringing, and because no one answered, it hung up automatically, but it started ringing again after two seconds.

If she didn’t pick up, he would keep calling.

Helpless, Gu Nian’s fingertips trembled slightly as she swiped to answer.

When the phone was on her ear, Chu Zhaoyang’s low-spirited voice came: “I’m downstairs in front of your house.”