Emerald Manor, midnight.
Meng Ji is still crying.
She has obviously been begging Lu Ye for a long time, but he still only cares about himself.
"The last time." The sweat on Lu Ye's head dripped down to her collarbone.
Sweating and hot.
Meng Ji had heard this sentence many times tonight.
Her whole body was weak and her voice was soft, "It's a lie, you said it many times."
"Wanwan, be good, this time it's true." The veins near Lu Ye's temples protruded.
Meng Ji didn't cooperate, but he didn't want to hurt her.
"do not Cry."
"If you cry again, I'll come again."
"I will give you the contract for "God of Dance" tomorrow." He kissed Meng Ji on the cheek, kissed her tears away, and comforted softly.
Meng Ji finally held it back, only twitching occasionally.
"You'd better keep your word, or I'll cut you off!" Meng Ji pretended to be fierce.
As everyone knows, Lu Ye is even more fascinated by her like this.
*
The next day, both Meng Ji and Lu Ye got up late.
They were so arrogant last night.
Fortunately, Aunt Chu was not at home, otherwise she would have teased her again when she saw Lu Ye getting up late too.
Meng Ji was a little annoyed, so when Lu Ye stretched out his hand to hug her, Meng Ji opened it with a "snap".
"Give me an invitation to "The God of Dance."" Lu Ye called Chen Mu with a hoarse voice, half leaning on the bed.
"It's for Meng Ji."
Because "The God of Dance" is an invitation-only variety show, only invited guests are eligible to participate.
Lu Ye and Chen Mu were still talking, and he seemed to be a little hot, so he sat up.
The quilt fell to his waist as he stood up.
After hearing the content of his phone call, Meng Ji looked up at Lu Ye, and saw his body covered in white.
Meng Ji quickly turned his head and closed his eyes, his face uncontrollably red.
"Shameless." She said very quietly.
Lu Ye seemed to hear it, and he leaned towards Meng Ji.
Meng Ji felt a shadow in front of her eyes, and a moist touch fell on her eyelids. Meng Ji opened her eyes, and Lu Ye looked at her tenderly.
He gave her another gentle kiss.
Chen Mu was still talking on the other end of the phone, and Meng Ji didn't dare to make a sound.
He could only push Lu Ye hard, but he couldn't push him. Lu Ye had been exercising all year round, and Meng Ji's strength was only a small amount of strength for him.
"That's it, deliver it to my office before the afternoon." Lu Ye quickly replied to Chen Mu.
"Mr. Lu, I..."
With a bang, the phone was hung up.
Chen Mu stared at the suddenly disconnected call, his expression cracked.
It doesn't matter, I'm used to it.
His boss always did.
The boss opened his mouth and threatened to break his leg, so the miserable Chen Mu went to work on the invitation letter for "The God of Dance".
After his wife hung up the phone, she turned around and hugged her beloved wife, making a fuss.
Meng Ji had never thought that Lu Ye could be so clingy, like a piece of shit candy that he couldn't get rid of.
The exposure of Meng Ji's identity gave him a great sense of security.
So he unilaterally believed that his relationship with Meng Ji had eased.
"Wanwan, do you really want to go?" Lu Ye played with her hair.
Meng Ji raised his head and said word by word, "I don't want to be your dodder flower."
Lu Ye's hand paused, but he was not angry. He lowered his eyes and thought deeply.
Shen Jing, who recently lost his wife, has no intention of working, so he often goes to Lu's Group to tease him.
Every day when he comes to his office, he will chant, "Twenty-something Nishixiao is a good boyfriend."
There is a man's virtue in his mouth.
Lu Ye was not interested in these, but Shen Jing insisted on learning it by himself. It didn't matter if he said he didn't want to learn it. He could read it to himself.
The more you listen to it, the more familiar it becomes.
Subtly, Lu Ye also felt that he now had the idea of male virtue engraved in his bones.
Shen Jing once said, "Husbands and wives need to grow together. Home is a haven together to shelter from the wind, and outside they are comrades fighting side by side."
She had told herself what Meng Ji just said before, saying that she didn't want to be a dodder flower that relied on her to live.
She should also have a wider place to fly.
"I support you."
Meng Ji opened his eyes suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it.
She stretched out her hand and pinched Lu Ye's cheek. It was very flexible and easy to get started with.
It’s not a dream, it’s a real person.
"Wanwan, I will try to change in the future." Lu Ye felt a little disappointed when he saw her reaction.
He used to be such a beast.
After the beast passed away, Mr. Lu communicated with Meng Ji several times with guilt on his face and a smile on his face.
Then get dressed feeling refreshed.
Meng Ji was lying on the bed without love, and Lu Ye stood in front of her well-dressed.
"Don't look at me like this." Lu Ye's eyes darkened, "Do you want more, madam?"
Lu Ye's voice was lingering and as soft as cotton candy.
This is also the first time he calls himself madam.
Meng Ji always felt that something was quietly changing between them.
He raised his eyes to meet Lu Ye and raised his eyebrows, adding a hint of ruthlessness to his expression.
Understanding what he meant, Meng Ji shouted at him, "Get out!"
Then like a snail, he huddled himself into the bed.
There was infinite doting in Lu Ye's eyes, and the small bulging lump in the quilt made his heart extremely soft.
"Come to the company in the afternoon to sign the contract." Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Lu Ye went out after saying that, and he closed the door gently.
He still had some work matters to deal with and had to leave first. If possible, Lu Ye would rather not be separated from her for a moment.
It was still a while before the contract was signed, so Meng Ji could still take a nap for the time being.
She was tired and needed a good rest.
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In the afternoon, Meng Ji went to the company group.
Chen Mu and Lu Ye seemed to be very busy, so busy that they had no time to look at their phones.
She had no choice but to go up by herself.
Meng Ji walked in, and the front desk staff on the first floor recognized her immediately because her temperament was so special. "Hello, madam."
The girl at the front desk couldn't hide her excitement. She actually met the president's wife!
The real kind!
Meng Ji looked at her, smiled and nodded in reply.
Meng Ji didn't quite understand why the girl's expression changed so quickly and her face was so red.
Because of Lu Ye, her legs were a little sore, so she didn't wear high heels, but canvas shoes. Today she was dressed like a schoolgirl.
Under the smiling gaze of the front desk staff, she got on the CEO elevator.
The elevator door slowly closed, and Meng Ji's drooped shoulders relaxed.
She didn't know because of her smile just now.
The girl at the front desk started chatting in the company's private group and passed on information.
【I met Ah Ji’s wife, so good rice! ! 】
【Who says Mr. Lu is not brave? There is such a big strawberry mark on my wife’s neck! ! Life is quite nourishing! 】
......
When they arrived at the floor where Lu Ye's office was, Chen Mu ran towards her anxiously.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, my phone was on mute during a meeting just now. I've been waiting for a long time." Chen Mu apologized.
Meng Ji shook his head and said he didn't care.
She followed Chen Mu to the office, where Lu Ye sat on a chair and processed documents.
Hearing the sound of her walking, he looked up.
Ben's frown, which was frowned due to unsatisfactory work, suddenly relaxed.
Chen Mu was dumbfounded as he watched from the side. The Sichuan Opera's changes of expression were not as fast as those of his CEO.
He exited and closed the door, leaving Meng Ji and Lu Ye some space alone.
Lu Ye's eyes were dark when he saw the dark red on Meng Ji's neck.
That's the fruit he planted for Meng Ji. It's so beautiful.
Meng Ji didn't understand and hesitated in his steps.
Is that look in his eyes thinking again?
