Chapter 1181 I Want to Cry but I Have No Tears

Duan Qianchuan was not there either.

He was the only man at the scene.

Zhan Peng had no choice but to do it himself. He carefully took Ming Siyi from Gu Weimian and carried him to the car.

When the man came back, he saw Gu Weimian still sitting there.

He frowned and said softly: "Is your leg better?"

As the man said this, he stepped forward and rolled up his sleeves.

"How about I give you a massage?"

Gu Weimian didn't say anything and looked at Zhan Peng quietly.

Zhan Peng's hand, which was about to touch Gu Weimian's thigh, retracted with a "whoosh".

His back felt a little cold.

He coughed lightly.

He looked at Gu Weimian's slender thigh.

Then he looked at his rough hands.

This action just now was indeed suspected of taking advantage of her.

"Well...why don't you take a rest first, and wait for the blood to flow smoothly, and then you'll be fine."

He glanced at the time, "It's just right that I'll go to Fumanlou to reserve a table. When Mr. Duan is done with his work, let's have a meal together? I know you love the shrimp made by the chef of Fumanlou the most."

Gu Weimian looked at Zhan Peng suspiciously, "This place is not close to Fumanlou, can't you just eat something casually?"

"How can that be! I must make sure you are satisfied with the meal!" Zhan Peng said immediately.

Gu Weimian narrowed her eyes, "Isn't your attitude towards me a little changed in a short time?"

Although they didn't have much contact before, Gu Weimian could clearly feel Zhan Peng's disdain for her.

Today, he massaged his legs and invited her to dinner...

Gu Weimian was about to doubt whether Zhan Peng was interested in her.

Zhan Peng's face froze, and he smiled guiltily, "Miss Ming's matter can be perfectly resolved, isn't it all thanks to Miss Gu, I just want to express my gratitude."

Gu Weimian raised his eyebrows.

So it was because of this.

She smiled and said, "That's not necessary. This matter is not only beneficial to Miss Ming, but also to my Weibo. Miss Ming has helped Weibo attract a lot of users. We are a win-win situation."

Zhan Peng was stunned for a moment.

Gu Weimian's Weibo?

Isn't the Weibo Duan Qianchuan's?

In his sight, his mind was smiling, "Thanks to you, you always persuaded Mr. Duan not to invest, which is a bargain for me."

Zhan Peng's head was a little confused, "No, Mr. Duan invested more than 10 million, and the company's venue is also ours..."

Gu Weimian leaned back and put his legs on a stool not far away, tapping his thigh lightly with his fist,

"Hey, didn't he tell you that he lent me the money and asked him to help find the venue. After thinking about it, he still felt that you were right and it would be better not to invest."

Zhan Peng was stunned.

A bolt from the blue!

Did Brother Duan really listen to me?

He didn't actually invest?

But!

This is Weibo! !

He did look down on Weibo before, but after what happened today, how could he still look down on it?

He wanted to hold Weibo in his hands!

But suddenly someone told him that Weibo was not his child?

Isn't this just cutting a piece of flesh from him? !

"I..." His voice was hoarse, and he wanted to cry but had no tears, "It's all my fault!"

The man squatted down.

A deep and mellow voice sounded at the entrance, "Why are you crying?"

Zhan Peng looked up at the entrance, and it was Duan Qianchuan who came back.

He sniffed, "Brother Duan, I'm sorry... I really didn't know Weibo was so powerful, it was all my fault! I caused you to withdraw your investment."