Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

059: Give money, ten for one!Yange looked at her little hand wrapped by Lu Lingye's slender and beautiful fingers, and her heart beat like a drum.

She looked at Lu Lingye without blinking, feeling as if her heart was full of weeds.

"Small……"

"Yange, you won't understand my intention!"

Her words froze on her lips, she could only look at Lu Lingye, at a loss.

Taking advantage of the red light, Lu Lingye turned his eyes to look deeply at Yange.

In his sharp eyes, there are too many complicated emotions that Yange can't understand.

In other words, she understood it but dared not admit it.

"why……"

After thinking for a long time, Yange still asked the deepest question in his heart.

The car was driving on the wide road again, Lu Lingye looked away, and replied, "You will know."

"To say it means not to say it!"

Yange muttered something, and tried to take it back, but it was in vain.

She looked out of the window a little discouraged, and the street scene quickly flashed before her eyes.

The leaves on both sides of the road jumped with the wind, trembling like Yange's mood at this time.

……

Mansion No. [-].

Located in the commercial district of the city center, there are guards standing guard in front of the gate, a landmark building, and a lot of famous luxury cars for entering and exiting.

Lu Lingye took Yange into the magnificent hall of the mansion, and the crystal lamp above his head cast brilliant colors.

"President Lu, this way please!"

Lu Lingye's black suit was majestic, and his shirt was always unbuttoned two times.

Every time he speaks or has other actions, his Adam's apple will slide up and down, sexy and provocative.

Yange's hand was always held by Lu Lingye.

From the tight grip at the beginning to the clasped fingers now.

Her nervous palms were already sweating, and her heart was never calm.

The front desk manager of the mansion took Lu Lingye and Yange to the banquet hall on the third floor.

Yange sniffed in surprise, how could there be hot pot smell on the third floor of the luxurious and splendid mansion? !

In such a high-end place, even the carpets are hand-embroidered Persian rugs.

Is it possible that there is still a place for shabu-shabu? !

Yange's surprise didn't last long, and the front desk manager stopped at the door of a banquet hall.

"President Lu, please come inside!"

Standing at the door, the smell of hot pot is stronger!

Pushing open the two thick brown doors, before Yange stepped in, bursts of applause erupted in an instant.

"Oh yes! Boss Lu is here, give me the money! You will pay ten!"

"Pfft! What a bad luck! Boss Lu, you can't tell!"

The person who complained was Gu Xinming.

Reluctantly, he took out a few red notes from his pocket, and threw them to Wen Xiaoer and the others.

In this [-]-square-meter banquet living room, there was only one huge round table in the center.

On the table, there is also an oversized copper pot.This is really... the rhythm of eating hot pot in a banquet hall?

Yange was shocked by this scene, and upon closer inspection, there were as many as a dozen people!

But there are two or three familiar faces.