Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

It's already night, the lights are on, and the streets are still full of traffic.

"Okay, master is here."

Holding a document in his hand, Su Luobai pushed the door out of the car while making a phone call, with the mobile phone between his neck, took out his wallet from his bag, and gave two bills to the taxi driver.

Standing at the door of the hotel, she said to the other end of the phone: "I'm already here, come up right away."

After hanging up the phone, she raised her hand, hooked the wind-blown hair from her forehead to her ears, and then walked into the hotel.

Walking to the room department of the hotel, she couldn't help curling her lips. The reason why she came here is because there is a female client who has lived in the hotel for a long time. She has cooperation with Xing's company, but this female client is very picky.

As long as the photos come out, you have to look at them yourself.

She got out of the elevator and went up to the floor where the female client was. She was looking for the room number from room to room when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corner in front of her.

In the long empty corridors of the hotel, although there is a layer of carpet, it can still be heard.

She didn't care either, and turned her head to the other side, looking for the hotel room serial number.

"Oh, don't go so fast, don't touch me"

Why did this voice become more and more familiar, intermittently like slurred speech, Su Luobai frowned lightly, and looked in the direction of the female voice.

A man came out from around the corner. He was fairly handsome, with a suit jacket on his arm, and he was pulling a woman towards him.

Moving her eyes to the woman, she saw that she was very slim and slender. She kept throwing off the man's hand, walked with her head down, and wobbled unsteadily, as if she was drunk. She had long, thick brown curly hair scattered in a mess. on the shoulders.

"Go away!"

The man was pushed away for a while, and stuck to her like a dog's skin plaster. He held her arm, and half-coaxed: "Okay, stop making trouble! Come with me."

Su Luobai thought it was because she was too sensitive, it was just the imagination of the voice, she raised her foot and was about to leave, but saw the woman staggered forward two steps, with one hand supporting the wall, stabilizing her figure, Fiddled with the hanging hair with one hand, revealing the familiar face.

It turned out to be Ling Xiaorou.

She frowned tightly, and couldn't help thinking in her heart, it's really a narrow road to enemies, and they can meet like this.

Ling Xiaorou was so drunk that the shadows in front of her eyes were constantly changing, overlapping into one for a while, and two for a while, she rushed towards the man with blurred vision, and threw herself directly into his arms.

She seems to have vaguely seen Xing Kun, that man who can even be remembered in dreams, is he finally here?
"You're here? Did you miss me?"

Ling Xiaorou raised her head, her cheeks blushed with drunkenness, she smiled foolishly at the man.

A trace of doubt flashed in the man's eyes, but he didn't care about the change in her attitude. He hugged her tightly with both hands and walked towards the hotel room, getting closer to Su Luobai.

"I think, of course I do, when we get to the room, let you see how much I miss you."

The man whispered in Ling Xiaorou's ear as if no one was there, but his voice didn't drop at all, and his hand had already touched her slender waist very irregularly.

Let Su Luobai, who was not far from the two of them, hear clearly and see everything.

But what happened to Ling Xiaorou had nothing to do with her.

She withdrew her gaze indifferently and passed the man.

Life is so short, there is no need to waste precious time on people like Ling Xiaorou.

Ling Xiaorou turned her head, her nose sensitively smelled the smell of Su Luobai's body, she was full of hatred, she could smell it almost immediately.

The anger in his heart rose for no reason, he pushed the man's chest, pointed in Su Luobai's direction, and ordered in a bad tone: "Su Luobai! Stop!"

Ben was already drunk and couldn't stand upright, and now he didn't know which direction his fingers were pointing.

Su Luobai glanced sideways, but didn't look back, and continued to walk forward, not wanting to talk to her at all.

I only heard footsteps behind me, followed by the sound of someone lying on the ground, and the man said, "Stop chasing, you've got the wrong person, come in with me."

Going forward, the sound gradually faded away, and the sound of the room opening and closing was vaguely heard.

Su Luobai held the information tightly in her hands, and finally found a female client in the top room number.

"Let's put it down. I'll finish it tonight and I'll give you an answer tomorrow. I'm sorry to trouble you to make a trip."

The female client is wearing a nightgown and applying a facial mask, very politely.

Su Luobai took two steps inside, and put the photo on the coffee table beside the bed, "It's okay, I'm fine anyway, here are the effect pictures, if you think there is anything that needs to be changed, let me know tomorrow, there is still time to change it of."

"Well, would you like to sit down and have a drink?"

The female client nodded, holding a hair dryer and preparing to dry her hair, she suggested.

"No, I'll go back first."

Su Luobai withdrew from the room, helped the female client close the door, and returned the same way. When passing by Ling Xiaorou's place just now, her footsteps slowed slightly, and she glanced at the closed door before leaving.

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Xiaorou woke up from the dream in a daze, with a terrible headache.

The hotel room was empty, only her and the clothes all over the floor. She frowned and tapped her head to reach for the mobile phone on the bedside table.

I clicked on the phone screen and took a look. It was already 09:30.

But still drunk, she threw off the quilt and got out of bed, feeling dizzy all of a sudden, and fell back on the bed. She rubbed the center of her brows in pain, dragged her drunken head, and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.

When she came out, she heard the sound of her phone vibrating, so she walked quickly and turned on her phone.

It is the headline of entertainment news that is pushed every day.

She didn't intend to care about it, but suddenly saw that today's front page headline was actually a photo of herself!

Her heart suddenly tensed up, and she clicked on the message with a solemn expression.

"Ling Xiaorou, the daughter of the Ling Group, will meet her boyfriend in the middle of the night and spend the spring evening together."

"Ling Xiaorou, the wife of the former president of Xing's company, actually half-knows how to find a male partner to open a room with, and her life style is extremely bad!"

"Is it a famous lady or a high-level courtesan?"

One is worse than the other, all of which are fabricated by the media in order to attract people's attention.

But the words are quite insulting.

Courtesy!
Ling Xiaorou clutched the phone tightly, almost gritted her teeth in anger, and slid her finger down the screen of the phone roughly, and saw a secretly taken photo below.

A man was walking into a hotel with a woman in his arms, and he took several consecutive shots, all of which were physical contact.

Although the heroine only has a back view, she knows that this person is herself.

She thought about it, and only Su Luobai, whom she met at the door, flashed in her mind.

She must have exploded!

Just when she was in a rage, the phone came in.

She lowered her eyes and saw that it was Boss Ling calling. She gritted her teeth and smashed the phone to the ground in anger.

A thick blanket was spread on the ground, and the mobile phone made no sound when it hit the ground. It turned over twice and lay there upright.