Tell Daddy, Mommy is not a bad person

Xia Wan's hand just touched Lu Siting's arm, but the man's big hand gripped his small hand tightly.

Lu Siting's strong force dragged her into a quiet corner.

"Tell me, what task did Manager Fei assign you?"

The man went straight to the point, and blocked all the words that Xia Wan was still brewing in his stomach with one sentence.

Xia Wan couldn't help slandering herself: As expected of Lu Siting, a careful old fox who can't hide anything from his eyes.

Seeing her drooping her head, closing her eyes and pursing her lips without making a sound, Lu Siting narrowed his eagle eyes slightly.

Slowly, the man's slender fingers gently raised her chin, with domineering force, forcing Xia Wan to raise her head and look directly in his direction.

"You don't say a word, how can you complete the task assigned to you by Manager Fei?"

Xia Wan looked directly into the man's eyes, the depths of his eyes were not as cold as before.

Inexplicably, she also became a little more courageous.

"Didn't Manager Fei say it just now? I hope Lu's can return the canceled order and give Dongsheng a treat."

Lu Siting's eagle eyes were still staring straight at her lake-like clear eyes, not blinking for a moment.

"Why did you give this task to you instead of someone else?"

Xia Wan blushed immediately, hesitated to speak.

Because she really didn't know where to start with this matter.

Looking at Lu Siting's eyes, he felt more and more that there was something complicated behind this matter.

As if suspecting that Xia Wan was brewing a lie in his head to deceive himself, the man said in a low voice: "Don't think about it, tell me!"

Xia Wan had a flushed face, and her hoarse voice had a hint of coquettishness: "In the final analysis, this matter is all because of you..."

She was right, if it wasn't for Lu Siting's deadly call late at night, how could she oversleep in the morning and be late.

If Xia Wan hadn't been late, Fei Xitong wouldn't have invited him to the office to talk.

And the phone call she made to Lu Siting, the man hurriedly dropped the ambiguous words and sold Xia Wan directly.

No matter how stupid Fei Xitong is, it's impossible not to hear it.

Xia Wan finished speaking concisely, except for the phone call... She explained the rest honestly, including Fei Xitong's promise that she would give her a bonus of 10 yuan when things were done.

Lu Siting stared at her: "Are you short of money?"

The man's lazy voice floated faintly, and the deep meaning in it was hard to figure out.

Xia Wan mustered up her courage and bravely met the man's eyes: "Yes, I am very short of money."

It's not a shame to be short of money, and she doesn't want to shrink back.

Xia Wan doesn't care how Lu Siting looks at her.

It was the first time for Lu Siting to see someone who was so poor and confident, and an interesting light flashed across his half-closed narrow eyes: "Lu Zhen is not such a stingy person. If you need money, you can ask him for it."

Xia Wan stubbornly raised her chin, like a hedgehog puffing up her hair, her apricot cheeks bulged slightly, staring at the man.

"Why should I ask Lu Zhen for money? He is not someone like me..."

A ray of light flashed through the depths of Lu Siting's dark eagle eyes, and his lazy voice was still slow: "Didn't he propose to you last night?"

Xia Wan shook off his hand, and asked angrily: "Who said that Lu Zhen proposed to me? It's just nonsense, Lu Siting, it's fine if you ruin my reputation, can you stop implicating innocent people?" Come in."

The innocent person she mentioned was naturally Lu Zhen.