Sheng Wantang went up to the 38th floor with ease.

The people in the president's secretary's office took it for granted when they saw her appearance, and led her to Lu Jiyuan's office.

"Why don't you see Zhuang Mi?" Sheng Wantang asked the secretary who was leading the way.

"Secret Zhuang is on a business trip to Europe."

Sheng Wantang nodded to show her understanding, but she was puzzled.

As the secretary-general, Zhuang Shu almost only needs to accompany Lu Jiyuan on business trips. Now that Lu Jiyuan is in the company, Secretary Zhuang actually went to Europe?

What is she doing in Europe by herself?

Knock and open the door.

Lu Jiyuan was talking with a bluetooth headset, silently beckoned to Sheng Wantang, motioning for her to come over.

Sheng Wantang stood still and did not make a sound.

She faintly smelled the aroma of food.

In the nearly [-]-square-meter office space, he finally saw the source of the aroma—a Korean fried chicken package was placed on his desk.

Lu Jiyuan hung up the phone and asked Sheng Wantang, "What are you doing standing so far away?"

"You ended the call?" Sheng Wantang stepped on the spot, "What if you are in the video call again."

She still remembers the previous 'lesson'.

Lu Jiyuan laughed.

Which high-level executive doesn't know that he has a woman?

Sheng Wantang's precautions were too late.

"It will be cold if you don't eat any more." Lu Jiyuan ordered the two food packaging bags on the table.

Sheng Wantang walked over to have a look, no matter fried chicken or milk tea were her favorite brands.

Lu Jiyuan still remembered the 'prostitution money' he owed her.

Just as Sheng Wantang was about to say thank you, the man suddenly held his hand and pulled it to the other side, and he fell down on the other's lap.

The buttocks touched the man's firm and warm thighs, causing the temperature of the man to rise unconsciously.

Lu Jiyuan clasped her waist with one hand, held her face with the other hand, and kissed her unexpectedly.

No sign, just kiss if you want.

"Sheng Wantang, we are familiar with more intimate things, why are you still shy?" Lu Jiyuan looked at her reddish earlobes with a smile.

"This is the office, don't mess around!" Sheng Wantang glared at him and pushed Lu Jiyuan's chest.

Who are you familiar with?

On the bed and under the bed, at home and in the office, can it be the same?

"Little girl, what rubbish are you thinking about?" Lu Jiyuan tapped Sheng Wantang's head lightly, and hit him with a nail. "It's my fault. I was concerned about your illness these two days, and I didn't satisfy you."

"Lu Jiyuan, can you show some face?"

Sheng Wantang covered Lu Jiyuan's mouth, her eyes widened angrily.

In the eyes of men, it looks like a kitten trying to intimidate people. It has no deterrent effect, but is very cute.

"When I get home, I can be even more shameless."

"..."

Lu Jiyuan rubbed her hair in a good mood, stopped making trouble with her, and said, "Eat."

"How can I eat like this?"

Sheng Wantang patted his still motionless hand on her waist, wanting him to let go.

"I didn't kiss you again, you eat with your mouth."

"...I'm not used to you like this." How can I sit on someone else's body and eat?

"Then get used to it."

While Lu Jiyuan was talking, his right hand was still clasped around Sheng Wantang's waist, he picked up the pen again with his left hand, and began to read the documents.

He really hates physical contact with others, but Sheng Wantang is an exception.

He enjoys the feeling of hugging Sheng Wantang.

Only by holding this woman tightly in my arms can I truly feel her existence, as if only in this way will she never be snatched away by other peepers.

Seeing that reasoning would not work, Sheng Wantang could only give up.

She sat on the man's lap, poked open milk tea and took a sip, put on disposable gloves and started eating fried chicken.

Why did she feel that Lu Jiyuan had unknowingly become very presumptuous?

"Lu Jiyuan..."

"Ok?"

Sheng Wantang glanced at the man who was still looking at the documents. His profile was as sharp as ever, with an inherent sense of indifference.

'Do you like to hug me because you like me? ' These words finally swallowed back into Sheng Wantang's throat.

Sheng Wantang could feel the change in the man's attitude towards him, becoming more and more intimate and conniving.

But he never gave her the promise she should have.

Even after she tried many times, he never said a word of 'like'.

Forget it.

As long as you don't take the initiative to ask, you won't get an answer that disappoints you.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Lu Jiyuan asked suddenly.

"I plan to go to the mall to buy a set of clothes for grandma in the morning, and I have nothing else to do the day before yesterday." Sheng Wantang asked, "What's wrong?"

"Tomorrow is Lu Jie's birthday."

Lu Jiyuan took out an invitation card from the drawer, which was the invitation card for Mr. Lu's [-]th birthday party.

Sheng Wantang didn't think that Lu Jiyuan would be the one willing to attend Mr. Lu's birthday party.

If he didn't send a knife to Mr. Lu's birthday party, it would be the utmost kindness.

"Your mother will show up?" Sheng Wantang could only think of this possibility.

If Bu Jinghan would show up, then Lu Jiyuan would probably go.

"Mrs. Lu is really smart."

It was convenient for her to sit in his arms, so Lu Jiyuan kissed Sheng Wantang's cheek as a compliment.

Lu Jie's birthday dinner was very grand, and top-notch people from all walks of life were invited. If Lu Jiyuan's son did not attend, Lu Jie's face would be greatly damaged.

The face-saving Mr. Lu would not allow this kind of thing to happen, so he would naturally use Bu Jinghan as a threat.

"Okay." Sheng Wantang also wanted to see Bu Jinghan, "Then I will choose two sets of clothes for your mother tomorrow morning."

Sheng Wantang remembered that Bu Jinghan used to have different clothes every day, and she was a woman who paid great attention to etiquette and beauty.

"Mrs. Lu, you are wrong." Lu Jiyuan said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Lu Jiyuan stroked her face with his fingertips, looked at her with a half-smile, and said, "That's your mother too."

He was his wife, and Bu Jinghan was indeed her mother.

Sheng Wantang's eyelashes trembled, and her heart missed a beat.

Such ordinary words just meant Lu Jiyuan's recognition of her.

-

The next day.

As soon as Sheng Wantang sat up, she heard Lu Jiyuan's voice.

"Wake up so early, it seems that calling me tired last night was lying to me."

Sheng Wantang looked at the man sitting on the single sofa by the bed and reading documents, without turning his mind for a moment.

"Are you not at work again?"

"..." Mr. Lu, who has always been strategizing, was rarely asked.

He kept a straight face and didn't speak, but he gave people a kind of arrogant and arrogant feeling of "what's wrong with me not going to work".

He's the boss, so what if he doesn't go to work?

Who can control him?

"I happen to be free today, so I'll accompany you to buy clothes for Bu Jinghan." Lu Jiyuan said expressionlessly.

Sheng Wantang propped her chin and looked at Lu Jiyuan curiously.

"Fourth Master Lu, do you admit that it was difficult to choose clothes for your mother?"

As early as the first time she met Bu Jinghan, Sheng Wantang realized that Lu Jiyuan had no admiration for Bu Jinghan for her mother.

He even called Bu Jinghan by her real name, not 'Mom'.

Indistinctly, Sheng Wantang felt that Lu Jiyuan had hidden complaints against Bu Jinghan, even indifference and indifference.

This complaint, indifference and indifference are not only because of Bu Jinghan's willingness to become a pawn to tie Lu Jiyuan for her love, but also for other reasons.

However, Sheng Wantang didn't get an answer either.

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