Lu Bing didn't come out of the bedroom until there was no sound outside.

Sure enough, everyone who was supposed to leave had left, and only Zhao Qijun sat on the sofa with his back dejected.

Lu Bing stroked his hair, swayed his slender waist lightly, and deliberately aggravated the sound of his footsteps as he walked over.

Zhao Qijun was thinking about things sadly, when he heard footsteps, he said impatiently: "I don't want you all to go out..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Bing's beautiful face came into his eyes.

He froze for a moment, and subconsciously softened his tone: "Why are you here?"

"I just knocked my leg, and I want to come out and find some medicine." Lu Bing said as he lifted the hem of his nightdress, revealing his white and tender thighs.

Sure enough, there was a bruise on it, which was very conspicuous on the skin.

Zhao Qijun stared blankly at this lively scene, his heart agitated.

After Lu Bing pointed to his bruise and finished speaking, he seemed to realize something was wrong, and quickly put down his skirt.

Her panicked and shy appearance deeply pleased Zhao Qijun.

He patted the seat beside him, and said to Lu Bing, "Come and sit."

Lu Bing walked over obediently, sat obediently on the sofa and looked up at him with a trusting and undefended expression.

Zhao Qijun was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly wanted to talk, and told Lu Bing about his recent troubles.

Lu Bing did not interrupt, and played the role of the listener, listening very carefully.

She really has to listen carefully, what Zhao Qijun said, she will send it to Jiang Baoer later.

Zhao Qijun babbled a lot, and after expressing his troubles, he felt much better, but at the same time, he was also a little annoyed.

What he said just now are all private matters of the company, in case Lu Bing...

Lu Bing had already seen through what Zhao Qijun was thinking, and immediately looked confused, and blamed himself: "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, I don't understand many things you said, and I can't help you with your worries."

She said, standing up helplessly: "But I used to give my dad a massage at home. He said it can relieve fatigue. Do you want to try it?"

Lu Bing looked at him nervously, lest he would not agree.

Zhao Qijun relaxed, nodded with a smile, and allowed her to massage himself.

Lu Bing walked around behind him, watching Zhao Qijun lying comfortably on the sofa with squinted eyes, a trace of disgust and hatred flashed in his eyes.

If possible, she really wanted to strangle him to death.

But she couldn't, she would have to pay for strangling him to death, and the old father at home would also be sad, the gain outweighs the loss.

What she wanted was to destroy him step by step and push him into the abyss with her own hands.

Lu Bing's soft fingers caressed Zhao Qijun's face, and massaged and kneaded the acupuncture points gently.

The Lu family has a family of herbalists, and she herself is also a top student in the medical school. Although she is not proficient in acupoint massage, she has dabbled in it.

Zhao Qijun was pressed very comfortably, and after his troubles were cleared away, he had other thoughts in his heart.

He reached out and grabbed Lu Bing's fingers, caressing them vaguely.

Lu Bing went from pushing and pulling to being gentle and obedient, and sat in Zhao Qijun's arms in just a few minutes, with flushed cheeks and slightly panting.

"Mr. Zhao, don't, don't be here."

She glanced worriedly in the direction of the upstairs, her eyes flickered, and she hesitated to speak.

Zhao Qijun understood instantly, and hugged her horizontally: "Then go to your room. Keep your voice down later, so that no one can hear you."

The "person" here of course refers to Xu Ying.

Lu Bing lowered her head pretending to be shy, and buried it in his arms.

In fact, his heart was already disgusting to death, Zhao Qijun wanted to take advantage of her for nothing, and wanted to have an affair with her, without even a promise.

And he seemed to be very skilled in cheating, without any unnatural expression on his face, he carried her back to the room familiarly.

Lu Bing thought of Zhao Qijun's previous rumors, and felt even more disgusted and contemptuous.

He and Xu Ying used to have an affair under the nose of the real wife, just like her current situation.

She was thinking, her eyes looking in the direction upstairs.

Xu Ying, the green man is always green, your retribution has come.

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