Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

Lu Jingmo's thin lips curled slightly, and he drank the wine in his hand.

He smiled and said, "Student Ye is really a heroine, good at medicine, and good at drinking. Would you like to have a few more drinks?"

Lu Jingmo showed his interest in Ye Jiahe, and everyone present was smart, seeing this scene, he urged Ye Jiahe to have another two drinks with Lu Jingmo.

Ye Jiahe's ears were filled with booing and buzzing.

No one thinks about her, all they care about is performance and the interests of the school.

There was a burst of sadness in her heart, and she seemed to understand that Lu Jingmo was trying to make things difficult for her.

In this kind of place, in front of so many school leaders, she has no power to fight back and can only be at his mercy.

Ye Jiahe simply smashed the jar, poured himself another glass, and drank quickly and vigorously.

It was only then that Lu Jingmo realized that something was wrong. How could this woman know how to drink? She was simply angry with him.

Unfortunately, with so many people watching, even if he was worried, he couldn't make it too obvious.

And Ye Jiahe's eyes were wronged, but so stubborn, staring at him burningly.

After drinking the third glass of wine, Ye Jiahe really couldn't bear the churning feeling in his stomach.

"Feel sorry."

She said something in a low voice and ran out.

Lu Jingmo subconsciously wanted to stand up, but because so many people were there, he restrained himself and sat in his seat.

He has long been used to hearing the flattery of the people around him, but he is unavoidably worried.

……

Toilet.

After Ye Jiahe vomited, he rinsed his mouth and washed his face, trying to wake himself up as soon as possible.

But she was already incapable of drinking, and the baijiu had great aftertaste. At this moment, she couldn't even walk steadily.

She thought, after so long, the wine game should be over, right?

She didn't want to go back to that dinner table and suffer such humiliation and embarrassment from Lu Jingmo.

Ye Jiahe walked out of the bathroom with his body supported.

Suddenly, a strong hand grasped her wrist.

In the next second, her whole body fell into that strange yet familiar embrace.

Ye Jiahe burst into tears of grievance in an instant, and said angrily: "Mr. Lu, everyone is waiting for you, and you can't do it, will our relationship be exposed?"

Lu Jingmo hugged the little girl who was crying in his arms, angry and distressed.

He said in a low voice: "The wine party is over, the leaders and teachers of your school have left." "Then I will leave too, I want to go back to do experiments."

She spoke drunkenly, even though she was not sober now, she still resisted him.

Lu Jingmo suddenly hugged him horizontally, and said in a deep voice, "What experiment are you doing? You can't even stand still."

He went straight outside with her in his arms.

After getting into the car, he told Xiao Ming: "Drive, go home."

"Well... I'm not going home..."

Ye Jiahe said vaguely: "I don't want to go home, that's not my home at all! I... never had a home."

Her words were like dense needles piercing his heart.

She said she has no home.

"Ye Jiahe, shut up, be quiet."

He fixed the little woman in his arms waving arms and legs, and said: "If you can't drink, don't drink it. If you are brave enough to the end, you will suffer the punishment yourself?"

"You still talk about me!"

The little woman was so drunk that her face was flushed, and she stretched out her hand and punched him in the chest, "In that case, can I not drink? You bullied me and said I was wrong, you bastard! Yes, Lu Jingmo, you are a bastard !"

Xiao Ming, who was driving in front, wished he could become deaf, and was afraid that he would lose his job tomorrow.

It was the first time he saw someone dare to speak to the president like that!

On weekdays, she looked at the little lady as weak and weak, but she scolded the president, but she was unequivocal!

Lu Jingmo quickly covered her mouth, and whispered in her ear: "Ye Jiahe, you want to die, don't you?"

The little woman pulled his hand down and yelled: "Have you ever treated Wang Rou like this? In front of Wang Rou, you are a dog licking! What kind of man are you yelling in front of me?"

Lick the dog?

She actually said he was a dog licker?

Lu Jingmo's face couldn't be darker.

"parking!"

Lu Jingmo suddenly shouted loudly, and Xiao Ming was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes.

Ye Jiahe was ruthlessly pushed out of the car and left on the road.

She even felt that she was dreaming, and sat on the steps beside the road with a smile, stumbling around.

Xiao Ming observed Ye Jiahe on the main road from the rearview mirror, and carefully reminded: "President, let's just let the wife sit there, isn't it safe? Besides, she is... still drunk."

Lu Jingmo glanced at him coldly, and said in a dangerous tone, "Then why don't you go with her?"

Xiao Ming immediately shut up, didn't dare to say a word, could only bite the bullet and drive forward.

Halfway through the drive, Lu Jingmo suddenly said, "Stop the car, go down and take a taxi back by yourself."

Xiao Ming immediately realized his intentions, and his aunt smiled in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest bit on his face.

In the end, the president still couldn't bear the little wife.

……

Xiao Ming got out of the car, and Lu Jingmo drove back the same way.

Sure enough, the little woman was still sitting there alone.

Occasionally, people passing by would point to her, and she would just smirk at them.

He frowned helplessly, and immediately got out of the car and walked towards her.

When the little woman saw the pair of shiny black leather shoes in front of her eyes, she raised her immature face in a daze.

"Hehehe, Lu Jingmo..."

She sat there, covering her red face with her hands, pouted and said, "Why do I keep having nightmares recently? I keep dreaming about you!"

Lu Jingmo gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "So, I'm your nightmare, huh?"

I really want to just leave her here.

But in the end, reason prevailed.

He picked her up and coaxed her softly: "Stop making trouble, baby, come home with me."

"Well……"

The little woman curled up in his arms like a sleeping cat, and finally calmed down.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Lu Jingmo's mouth, and he carried him into the car.

……

When Ye Jiahe woke up again, it was already dark.

She clutched her aching forehead and sat up abruptly, only to realize that she was already at home.

Her thoughts returned one by one, and she thought of Lu Jingmo's strange and indifferent attitude at the banquet, and his humiliation to her.

Everything made Ye Jiahe feel cold.

At this time, Mama Zhang came in with dinner.

"Madam, are you better?"

Zhang Ma said with a smile: "Mr. Lu brought you back today and ordered me to make you hangover soup. I care about you very much."