Contract and love, Mr. Lu's male god

After a busy day at the company, Lu Yuanqing was finally ready to go home. After getting into the car, Lu Yuanqing closed his eyes and rested in the back seat of the car.

After a while, ask, "What is he doing today?"

It goes without saying who he is.

Gao Song reported truthfully: "He went shopping with his wife today and bought a lot of things."

"Who's paying for it?"

Gao Song said, "It's Madam's card."

"Hmph." Lu Yuanqing didn't know what he was thinking, so he only gave a vivid onomatopoeia.

But Gao Song knew that it was because Lu Yuanqing was dissatisfied that his things were kept in captivity by other people, and at first he said he didn't care what Yang Leyong was doing.

But there is a good word to say, hard-spoken and soft-hearted, it refers to people like Lu Yuanqing.When he encloses Yang Leying into his territory, he will always pay attention to whether anyone violates his territory, or even keeps his pets in captivity again.

As soon as he entered the room, Lu Yuanqing saw a man twisting his butt under the table and didn't know what he was doing.

Gao Song pretended to cough inadvertently, and the man hurriedly thought of it when he heard the sound, but forgot that he was still under the table.

As soon as Passion raised his head, he hit the bottom of the table directly, and the physiological saline came out in severe pain.

With tears in his eyes, Yang Leyong greeted Lu Yuanqing aggrievedly.

Lu Yuanqing said, "What are you doing? It's not like there are no servants at home."

Yang Leyong was not angry when he was murdered, and said: "I have nothing to do after I come back. I heard from the servant that you don't like too many people entering your room, so it took a long time to clean the room. Since I stayed here, I stayed there." , then I will tidy up the room. Yuan Qing, let me do the things in our room in the future, I clean the room very clean. "

After hearing these words, Lu Yuanqing was rarely irritable. He remembered that in the report that he had seen before, Yang Leyong was also like an old lady during his relationship with Yan Anlan, contracting out all the housework.

He said angrily: "Did your parents give birth to you so that you could come to my house to do housework? It's not that the Lu family can't afford servants, and the head of the family must act like the head of the family."

Yang Leyong was ridiculed for no reason, and the enthusiasm just now disappeared like a river of water, and the flower that was just about to bloom withered in an instant.

After Lu Yuanqing finished speaking, he entered the room, leaving Gao Song and Yang Leyong looking at each other.

Gao Song didn't know what kind of princess temper Lu Yuanqing had, so he told Yang Leyong: "Mr. Leyong, young master, he is a little tired dealing with others outside, so he has a bit of a temper..."

Yang Leyong rubbed the towel in his hand, and said generously: "It's okay, I can understand, a successful man will always have a bad temper after get off work!"

Seeing Yang Leyong being so optimistic, Gao Song didn't know what to say, he just smiled friendly.

Although Yang Leyong said that, but he was still a little uncertain. In this case, can he still take out the gift?

Yang Leyong finished the meal with Lu Yuanqing nervously, but staring at the bag with the tie felt that he couldn't take it out.

After all, there is everything you want in the Lu family. The clothes in Lu Yuanqing's cloakroom look very high-end, and many of them are customized versions without labels. Before Lu Yuanqing came back, he quietly asked the servants at home about those clothes. Regarding the approximate price of the clothes, what shocked him was that a simple brooch could sell for tens of thousands of dollars.

Yang Leyong hesitated for a while, and thought of a good way. He changed into some clothes he bought today, then paced up and down nervously in the living room, looking at the door of the study.

When Gao Song came out, he asked Yang Leyong specifically: "Mr. Leyong, are you going to take a bath? I can put bath water for you."

Yang Leyong didn't care about it at all, so he glanced slightly in the direction of the study.

Gao Song is also a smart person. He knew at a glance that Yang Leyong must be waiting for Lu Yuanqing, so he took the initiative to say, "Do you have anything to do with the young master? I'll call him out for you."

It's a pity that Yang Leyong was always greedy, but when he heard Gao Song say that, he waved his hands again and again.

"It's okay, I have nothing to do, Yuan Qing's work is more important, let him go to work."

Gao Song remembered that although Lu Yuanqing was in the study, his heart was not there. There was a document with only three pages, and he kept staring at the first page without turning the page.

Yang Leyong felt that such an awkward chat was a bit embarrassing, so he took the initiative to say: "Gao Song, can you take a look at my suit?"

Gao Song smiled: "Mr. Le Yong really looks a lot more energetic in this outfit, I think the young and old will be surprised when they see it."

Yang Leyong knew that he was coaxing himself, but he was also a little happy, so he smiled: "You are really exaggerating."

Gao Song said: "It's really not a lie. Otherwise, if I ask the young master to come out and take a look, he must also think it looks good."

"This...isn't very good..." Yang Leyong refused, but he was really looking forward to it.

At this moment, the door of the study room opened, and Lu Yuanqing drove the wheelchair out with a dark face.

"Gao Song, I called you several times inside, why didn't you hear?"

Gao Song turned his body slightly, revealing Yang Leyong in front of Lu Yuanqing.

"I'm sorry, Young Master, just now I was helping Mr. Le Yong look at some clothes I bought today, and I was a little lost in thought, so I didn't hear you calling me."

Only then did Lu Yuanqing set his eyes on Yang Leyong, he was a little surprised, and then said a little concealed: "It's not that good-looking."

Originally waiting for praise with his ears raised high like a rabbit, but waiting for Lu Yuanqing's words, Yang Leyong's previously excited mood was rarely sluggish.

"I paid you to come to the Lu family to let you act in a play, not to really make you recognize Qiu Baihe as your mother. I hope you can figure out the situation."

Gao Song obviously felt that Yang Leyong was depressed, and he was rarely dissatisfied with Lu Yuanqing.

Yang Leyong squeezed her hands and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I don't know if you mind if I go out with Mrs. Qiu, I will pay more attention in the future."

"Young master..." Gao Song didn't want to see this kind of situation, and deliberately eased the atmosphere.

And Lu Yuanqing didn't receive half of the friendship: "I can't afford clothes. I can still earn money to buy clothes for my wife. My leg is broken, but my brain is not broken. I hope you don't take other people's clothes." Xiaoen Xiaohui started to get carried away. Throw away all the clothes she bought for you today, so as not to obstruct my eyes."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Yang Leyong's reaction, directly drove the wheelchair into the bathroom, and shouted: "Gao Song, come and fill me with bath water."

Yang Leyong lowered his head and his face was flushed, as if he picked up a mango that fell on the ground by the side of the road, and then the owner of the mango tree grabbed his hand and said he stole the fruit.

Gao Song sighed inwardly, and said, "Mr. Le Yong..."

Yang Leyong heard Gao Song calling him, and raised his head in panic: "Go and help Yuan Qing first, these clothes... I will deal with them later..."

Knowing that he had no position to persuade, Gao Song sighed silently and withdrew first.