Song Zhiyue saw that Su Wansheng was gone, and asked the person sitting next to Su Wansheng, only to know that she went to the bathroom.

After several minutes, she didn't come back, Song Zhiyue was a little uneasy, and was about to go out to find her.

As soon as she stepped out of the box, her plane rang.

Seeing that it was Lu Zhenming's phone, she wondered, what did Senior Lu call her for?

She turned it on and put it in her ear and shouted, "Senior Lu." ”

"Send Sheng Sheng's bag out, outside the gate of the Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion."

"Okay." She answered, hung up the phone, and turned into the box.

She walked to the place where Su Wansheng was sitting just now, and as soon as she picked up her bag, the female colleague next to her asked, "Where is Wansheng?" Why hasn't she come back yet? ”

Song Zhiyue stuffed Su Wansheng's mobile phone on the table into her bag and replied casually: "Senior Lu is here to pick her up." ”

Asked her colleague to be puzzled: "Senior Lu? ”

"It's her husband."

Hearing that Su Wansheng and her husband were coming, the two people who deliberately drunk Su Wansheng just now glanced at each other and laughed triumphantly.

One of them asked, "Are you going to give her something?" ”

Song Zhiyue nodded: "That's right." ”

"I feel stuffy in the box, I want to go out to breathe, I'll go with you."

Before Song Zhiyue could speak, she was intimately held by the arms of the two and pulled out of the box.

Out of the Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion, Song Zhiyue saw a Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road at a glance.

And the two people who came out with her also recognized that the car parked on the side of the road was the car that usually picked up Su Wansheng to and from work.

Tang Mo in the driver's seat saw Song Zhiyue and reminded Lu Zhenming.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Song is out."

The drunk Su Wansheng was not honest and rubbed in Lu Zhenming's arms, and Lu Zhenming had no way to go down to get the bag, so he had to let Tang Mo go.

The two colleagues who came out with Song Zhiyue stretched their necks to see the people in the car, but unfortunately they couldn't see inside at all.

Song Zhiyue walked to the car, and before she could get closer, she saw Tang Mo get out of the car.

When she handed the bag to Tang Mo, she said, "Your president is too sticky now, right?" It's all here. ”

Tang Mo chuckled lightly and said gently: "Miss Song, Mr. Lu has a party today, and he happens to be here." ”

Song Zhiyue let out an "oh" and turned to walk towards the two female colleagues.

As soon as she approached, one of them asked, "Is that man just now Su Wansheng's husband?" ”

Looks mediocre and doesn't have anything outstanding.

Song Zhiyue saw that they were curious, and replied casually: "No, that's her husband's assistant." ”

The two female colleagues looked disappointed, they spent so much effort, and they still didn't see me.

***

After arriving home, Lu Ming Zhenming took Su Wansheng out of the car.

Wang's mother hadn't slept yet, and when she saw him coming in from outside with Su Wansheng in her arms, she asked, "Sir, what's wrong with Mrs.?" ”

"Got some drink, it's fine."

After speaking, he carried Su Wansheng upstairs, kicked open the bedroom door, and put her on the wide and soft bed.

He crouched down to take off her shoes, then took off her coat and pulled the quilt over her.

Su Wansheng glanced at him in a daze, and closed his eyes again.

Her little face was slightly red, and when she looked at him, her eyes were misty, and her red lips were like blooming petals, hiding temptation.

Lu Zhenming couldn't help but bow his head and kiss him, thinking of the "husband" she shouted in the box, his whole heart was full of blood.