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Chapter 175 Waiting to go home, I can be more shameless

Sheng Wantang climbed up to the 38th floor with ease.

The people in the president's secretary's office were accustomed to her appearance and led her to Lu Jiyuan's office.

"Why don't you see the secretary?" Sheng Wantang asked the secretary who led the way.

"Secretary Zhuang is on a business trip to Europe."

Sheng Wantang nodded, expressing understanding, but he was confused in his heart.

As secretary-general, Zhuang Shu almost only has to accompany Lu Jiyuan on business trips. Now that Lu Jiyuan is in the company, Secretary Zhuang has actually gone to Europe?

Why is she going to Europe by herself?

Knock on the door, open the door.

Lu Jiyuan was talking on a Bluetooth headset and silently waved to Sheng Wantang, gesturing for her to come over.

Sheng Wantang stood still and said nothing.

She vaguely smelled the aroma of food.

In an office space of nearly 100 square meters, I finally saw the source of the fragrance - there was a Korean fried chicken packaging bag on his desk.

Lu Jiyuan hung up the phone and asked Sheng Wantang, "What are you doing standing so far away?"

"Is your call over?" Sheng Wantang put her feet on the spot, "What if you are on the video call again."

She still remembers the 'lesson' from before.

Lu Jiyuan laughed.

Which senior executive doesn't know he has a woman now?

Sheng Wantang's precautions were too late.

"You're going to get cold if you don't eat it." Lu Jiyuan clicked on the two food packaging bags on the table.

Sheng Wantang walked over and took a look. Both fried chicken and milk tea were her favorite brands.

Lu Jiyuan still remembered the 'prostitution money' he owed her.

Just as Sheng Wantang was about to say thank you, the man suddenly took his hand and pulled him over, causing him to fall onto his lap.

The buttocks touched the man's strong and warm thighs, causing the man's temperature to rise unconsciously.

Lu Jiyuan held her waist with one hand, held her face with the other hand, and kissed her unexpectedly.

No warning, just kiss whenever you want.

"Sheng Wantang, we have done more intimate things, why are you still shy?" Lu Jiyuan looked at her reddish earlobes in a funny way.

"This is the office, don't mess around!" Sheng Wantang glared at him and pushed Lu Jiyuan's chest.

Who is familiar with you?

Can it be the same in bed and under the bed, at home and in the office?

"Little girl, what nonsense are you thinking about in your head?" Lu Jiyuan lightly knocked on Sheng Wantang's head and knocked him down with a rake, "It's my fault. I have been worrying about your illness in the past two days and have not satisfied you."

"Lu Jiyuan, can you please have a little face?"

Sheng Wantang covered Lu Jiyuan's mouth and his eyes widened in anger.

To men, it looks like a kitten trying to intimidate people. It is not intimidating at all, but is actually very cute.

"When I get home, I can be even more shameless."

"..."

Lu Jiyuan was in a good mood and rubbed her hair, stopped teasing her, and said, "Eat."

"How can I eat like this?"

Sheng Wantang patted his motionless hand on her waist, hoping that he would let go.

"I didn't kiss you, you eat it with your mouth."

"...I'm not used to you being like this." How can you sit on someone else and eat?

"Then get used to it."

As Lu Jiyuan spoke, his right hand still held Sheng Wantang's waist. He picked up the pen again with his left hand and began to read the documents.

He really hates physical contact with others, but Sheng Wantang is an exception.

He enjoyed hugging Sheng Wantang.

Only by holding this woman firmly in your arms can you truly feel her presence, as if only in this way she will never be snatched away by other peepers.

Sheng Wantang saw that reasoning would not work, so she had no choice but to give up.

She sat on the man's lap, took a sip of milk tea, put on disposable gloves and started eating fried chicken.

Why did she think that Lu Jiyuan had become so unruly without even realizing it?

"Lu Jiyuan..."

"Um?"

Sheng Wantang glanced at the man who was still reading the documents. His profile was as sharp and angular as ever, with an innate sense of indifference.

‘Do you like to hug me because you like me?’ This sentence finally came back to Sheng Wantang’s throat.

Sheng Wantang could feel the change in the man's attitude towards him, becoming more and more intimate and indulgent.

But he never gave her the promise she should have.

Even after she tested him many times, he never said 'like'.

never mind.

As long as you don't take the initiative to ask, you won't get answers that disappoint you.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Lu Jiyuan suddenly asked.

"I planned to go to the mall in the morning to buy a set of clothes for grandma. I didn't have anything else to do the day before yesterday." Sheng Wantang asked, "What's wrong?"

"Lu Jie's birthday is tomorrow."

Lu Jiyuan took out an invitation from the drawer, which was the invitation to Mr. Lu's 70th birthday party.

Sheng Wantang didn't think Lu Jiyuan would be someone willing to attend Mr. Lu's birthday party.

If he didn't send Mr. Lu a knife at his birthday party, it would be an act of kindness.

"Will your mother show up?" Sheng Wantang could only think of this possibility.

If Bu Jinghan will show up, then Lu Jiyuan will most likely go.

"Mrs. Lu is really smart."

She sat in his arms, which was really convenient for her. Lu Jiyuan kissed Sheng Wantang's cheek to express his praise.

Lu Jie's birthday dinner was held grandly, and top people from all walks of life were invited. If Lu Jiyuan, his son, did not attend, Lu Jie's face would be greatly damaged.

The face-loving Mr. Lu would not allow this to happen, so he would naturally use Bu Jinghan as a threat.

"Okay." Sheng Wantang also wanted to meet Bu Jinghan, "Then I will choose two sets of clothes for your mother tomorrow morning."

Sheng Wantang remembered that Bu Jinghan used to wear different clothes every day and was a woman who paid great attention to etiquette and beauty.

"Mrs. Lu, you made a mistake." Lu Jiyuan said suddenly.

"Um?"

Lu Jiyuan touched her face with his fingertips, looked at her with a half-smile, and said, "That's your mother too."

He is his wife, and Bu Jinghan is indeed her mother.

Sheng Wantang's eyelashes trembled and her heart skipped a beat.

Such ordinary words just meant that Lu Jiyuan recognized her.

-

The next day.

As soon as Sheng Wantang sat up, she heard Lu Jiyuan's voice.

"I woke up so early. It seems that I was lying when I said I was tired last night."

Sheng Wantang looked at the man sitting on the single sofa beside the bed reading documents, and his mind didn't turn around for a while.

"You didn't go to work again?"

"..." Mr. Lu, who has always been strategizing, was rarely asked.

He kept a straight face and said nothing, but he gave people an unruly and arrogant feeling of "What if I don't go to work?"

He is the boss, so what happens if he doesn't go to work?

Who can care about him?

"I happen to be free today, so I'll accompany you to buy clothes for Bu Jinghan." Lu Jiyuan said expressionlessly.

Sheng Wantang held up her chin and looked at Lu Jiyuan curiously.

"Fourth Master Lu, do you admit that it is difficult to choose clothes for your mother?"

As early as the first time he met Bu Jinghan, Sheng Wantang realized that Lu Jiyuan did not have the same Confucian admiration for Bu Jinghan as he did for his mother.

He even called Bu Jinghan by his real name instead of 'mom'.

Vaguely, Sheng Wantang felt that Lu Jiyuan had a vague complaint against Bu Jinghan, and was even indifferent and cold.

This complaint, indifference and indifference are not only because Bu Jinghan is willing to become a pawn that ties up Lu Jiyuan for the sake of her love, but also for other reasons.

However, Sheng Wantang didn't get the answer either.

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