Lu Jiyuan pinched Sheng Wantang's earlobe with his fingertips and played with it.
Sheng Wantang felt itchy but couldn't hide away.
She looked sideways at the driver's seat. The driver was driving intently, as if he didn't know that the person in the back seat had been kissing passionately for more than ten minutes. After two seconds, he pressed a button, and the back seat's baffle slowly rose.
Make the back seat an independent space.
Sheng Wantang: "..."
It's better not to press it, then she can deceive herself!
"I don't mean to compare you with him, I just want to prove that I don't spend other people's money... No, I don't spend anyone else's money except me, including Ruyi."
Lu Jiyuan's expression did not improve at all: "Now you compare me with Mu Ruyi."
Sheng Wantang looked at him strangely, not quite understanding what he was making, but he could also tell that Lu Jiyuan was unhappy.
Otherwise, "I" wouldn't even show up.
"That's not what I mean." Sheng Wantang said, "I'm just using an analogy. You are different."
Lu Jiyuan still had a bad look on his face.
Sheng Wantang thought for a moment and said coaxingly: "I will spend your money tomorrow."
"Boss Sheng doesn't spend other people's money?" Lu Jiyuan said expressionlessly.
"You are not someone else, you are my husband." Sheng Wantang said in a very polite manner.
Lu Jiyuan's pupils trembled slightly, and the unhappiness in his heart completely disappeared.
Her three words kept ringing in my ears:
My husband.
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study.
Yi Jiu called and told Lu Jiyuan the details of what happened in Rich today - he only got a rough idea outside the police station.
"Speaking of which, my wife celebrated today's birthday in the past twenty years... No, it should be said that it was yesterday."
It's past twelve o'clock.
However, yesterday, all the ladies and gentlemen in the city knew that Sheng Mengyue, the daughter of the Sheng family, celebrated her birthday at the Rich Bar. No one remembered that this day was Sheng Wantang's birthday.
Birthday……
He didn't even know it, so he just missed it.
His little girl didn't even celebrate her birthday, how could anyone step on her head?
Lu Jiyuan hung up Yi Jiu's phone and dialed Ren Xingyu's number.
"Brother, is something wrong?" Ren Xingyu's voice was full of sleepiness.
Lu Jiyuan asked: "Bring a topic at dawn."
Ren Xingyu's company is a giant in the entertainment industry, and he is the most suitable person to handle matters such as Internet topics and public opinions.
"What topic? About GT Group? Or about Lu Corporation?"
"Sheng Mengyue entered the police station last night." Lu Jiyuan said, "Yi Jiu will send you the details."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.
Ren Xingyu gradually woke up from his doze, and finally confirmed that he had not heard wrong, and felt very ridiculous: "No, Brother Yuan, you called me at 3:30 in the middle of the night just to ask me to lead Sheng Mengyue? A Sheng Mengyue?
Is Meng Yue worthy of you calling me?"
"There's nothing else, just go back to sleep." Lu Jiyuan hung up the phone.
Sheng Mengyue is certainly not worth it.
But Sheng Wantang is worth it.
Lu Jiyuan returned to the master bedroom from the study. There was only one floor lamp on in the master bedroom. The dim light was not dazzling, but it did not make people unable to see the way.
On the right side of the oversized bed, there is a small bulge, and the lump under the bulge floats slightly with breathing.
Sheng Wantang's back was facing the light source and the door, giving people a hint of the back of their head.
Lu Jiyuan went to bed, got under the quilt, naturally hugged her into his arms, and touched her cold hands.
Sheng Wantang's hands and feet are not easy to keep warm in winter.
Sheng Wantang, who was sleeping, felt the heat source and subconsciously leaned towards Lu Jiyuan.
Lu Jiyuan grabbed her waist and turned her gently. She turned around easily and buried her face in his arms.
"Happy birthday, Mrs. Lu."
"Happy birthday, Sheng Wantang."
The man's voice had a tenderness that he didn't even notice.
When Sheng Wantang heard her name in her sleep, she subconsciously responded and continued to sleep deeply.
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The next day.
Sheng Wantang opened her eyes and saw the man lying next to her, and was confused for a while.
The two of them slept in the same bed a few days ago. No matter how late Lu Jiyuan stayed up the night before, he was determined to get up early the next day. Sheng Wantang liked to sleep in, and when she woke up, there would be no one around her.
She wanted to get up, but then she realized that she was held tightly by Lu Jiyuan and could not move at all.
"Don't move."
The half-asleep man held the woman in his arms.
Sheng Wantang felt a little uncomfortable, and her heartbeat accelerated slightly.
In a sense, sleeping with someone in your arms is actually more intimate than having sex.
When having sex, the hormones dopamine and adrenaline are at work, giving people the illusion of intimacy.
But sleeping in each other's arms is the body's subconscious dependence and... possessiveness.
"Lu Jiyuan, it's nine o'clock." Sheng Wantang came back to her senses and called out softly, "Aren't you going to work?"
The man frowned and stuffed the head of the man who kept talking into his arms.
Sheng Wantang's vision went dark and her mind was confused.
After a while, Lu Jiyuan's cell phone rang, causing the man to relax from his strong force.
"Lu Jiyuan, your phone is ringing." Sheng Wantang pushed his chest and felt a scorching temperature.
"Hang up."
Sheng Wantang: "..."
Sheng Wantang was annoyed by the ringing of her mobile phone. She reached out and touched the phone. The caller ID was Yi Jiu.
She simply answered it herself: "Hey, Yi——"
"Mr. Lu, how long will it take for you to arrive? We are almost ready. If you have other plans today, should we postpone the meeting first?"
Sheng Wantang found the voice strange: "You... aren't Yi Jiu?"
The other side was also confused.
Sheng Wantang felt sorry: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu hasn't gotten up yet. I thought it was Yi Jiucai who answered the phone. Just wait and I'll call him..."
"No, no, no! Special Assistant Yi! Special Assistant Yi! The person who answered the phone is not Mr. Lu, it's a woman!" The other party's shocked and overwhelmed voice came from the receiver.
Sheng Wantang was extremely embarrassed. She shouldn't have answered the phone.
After a while, the call was answered by another person.
"Madam, this is Yi Jiu." He lowered his voice specially, "Fourth Master hasn't gotten up yet?"
"Well, do you need me to call him?"
"No, no!" Yi Jiu said hurriedly, "Fourth Master was too busy in Europe. He slept for less than ten hours in three days. After returning home, he went to the police station to pick you up as soon as possible. Now he is not only tired but also jet lagged.
.My meeting here will be postponed for now. When Fourth Master wakes up, could you please tell him."
Just kidding, how can a subordinate urge the boss to go to work?
Don’t want the salary?
Sheng Wantang glanced at the sleeping man next to him with a frown on his face, so tired?
She unconsciously raised her hand and touched the man's eyebrows with her fingertips, trying to smooth it gently.
At this moment, the man opened his eyes.
[The author has something to say]
Tangtang’s birthday must not be worse than Sheng Mengyue’s!
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