Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 404 The dog man asked her to hang out with him after he finished his work, why did she obediently agree?

The two groups of people stood there for about five seconds in a daze, although there was no "dialing" on Nan Song's side, after all, she was standing there alone.

Five seconds later, she finally belatedly waved at the person inside the door.

"Old man, come quickly, something has happened."

Hearing Nan Song's trembling voice, Shen Du frowned and walked towards the door.

Looking at Shen Du who was looking at the crowd standing in the corridor: "."

The employees of the branch finally realized something under Chen Mingyu's wink, and all of them suddenly bowed at ninety degrees in unison, with thunderous voices——

"Hi Madam President!!!"

Nan Song was so frightened that his heart trembled, but he still tried his best to maintain the awkward smile on his face: "Haha, okay, hello everyone, hahaha."

Immediately afterwards, it was Shen Du's turn to be greeted——

"Hello President!!!"

The same thunderous.

Nan Song was distracted by their battle for a second. Did these employees all work in the choir before?Even when you ask a question, you can be so neat.

Shen Du is indeed a domineering president who has experienced big storms and is used to the world, and his reaction is far more calm than Nan Song.

Under Nan Song's gaze, Shen Du slightly nodded towards the crowd, full of demeanor.

Except for Chen Mingyu, everyone here has never seen Nan Song himself before, and there are men and women among the employees.

The suspender skirt inside Nan Song's suit jacket was only knee-length, and a pair of slender and fair calves were exposed to the air, and their skin was like cream.

Shen Du's blazer was naturally a bit too big for her, and it hung loosely over her shoulders. The nightdress had a low V-neck design, and her beautiful and slender collarbone was exposed at the neckline.

The enchanting beauty in front of her is the wife of the president. In order to avoid suspicion, the male employees didn't look at Nan Song very much, and stood with their hands down.

It was different for the female employees who didn't have this trouble. Everyone's eyes seemed to be on Nan Song, and they silently marveled at the beauty of the president's wife in their hearts.

Recalling that the last sentence he said to Shen Du just now should have been heard by everyone, Nan Song wished he could dig a crack in the ground and get in.

A pair of legs seemed to be filled with lead, neither walking nor not walking.

Shen Du rescued her in time, and reminded her aloud: "Don't you want to go back to the room to get the ipad?"

Nan Song nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, then I will go."

"it is good."

As a result, Nan Song quickly slipped into his room at the opposite door like a bolt of lightning amidst the attention of everyone.

"Boom."

The door was closed all of a sudden. Judging from the strength, the person who closed the door seemed a little nervous.

Nan Song in the room leaned against the door panel, raised his neck and exhaled fragrance into the air in front of him: "...I am."

How could such embarrassing things always happen to her?It was the scene of the death of a large society. How would the employees of the dog man treat her, the wife of the president, in the future?

Nan Song closed his eyes, unwilling to continue imagining.

After taking the ipad and the charger, she sat by the bed and waited for a while, until she was sure that there was no one outside the corridor, and then she was about to go out. Suddenly, she realized that she was still in her pajamas, so she changed into another set of clothes.

The door of Shen Du's room was ajar, and Nan Song walked in lightly with his things and a suit jacket in his arms. There was silence in the huge space, but there were faint voices of people talking from the direction of the conference room.

It appears that there is already a meeting.

She put Shen Du's suit jacket on the armrest of the sofa, and then went into the bedroom to put things away.

As soon as the front foot entered, there was a knock on the door with the back foot.

Nan Song walked to the entrance of the living room and opened the door. There was a staff member in a hotel uniform, holding a rectangular wooden dinner plate in his hand.

"Hello ma'am, this is your breakfast."

The attitude of the staff was respectful, Nan Song took it, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you can call anytime if you need anything."

"Ok."

After the staff left, she closed the door and put the plate in her hand on the dining table.

The dining table is by the window, and the huge floor-to-ceiling glass is as clean as washing. Sitting by the window, you can see a beautiful sea view.

The direction of the restaurant is separated from the meeting room by half of the living room and a corridor, so Nan Song can't hear the sound of the meeting room at all.

Sitting here quietly eating breakfast alone is quite pleasant.

The meals were also to her liking.

Four mushroom cheese shrimps, two small French baguette steaks, a salty Dutch muffin, a few halved cherry tomatoes, and a small and delicate fruit bowl next to it, with a cup of hot latte.

Nan Song used a small rose gold fork to pick up a mushroom cheese shrimp and put it into his mouth. With his chin resting on his left hand, he quietly admired the sea view, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

The dog man asked her to hang out with him after he finished his work, why did she agree so obediently?
The image of two people walking hand in hand on the streets of Haicheng instantly appeared in Nan Song's mind, and she shuddered uncontrollably.

Hey. Tired to death.

While thinking this way, Nan Song picked up the phone from the table, and the dark screen could just reflect her own expression at the moment.

"Aren't you tired of being crooked? Why is your smile so perverted?" Nan Song said to himself on the phone screen.

After finishing speaking, he put down his mobile phone, settled the breakfast as quickly as possible, and then called the staff to collect the tableware.

Nan Song, who was full of food and drink, was in a very happy mood. He returned to the bedroom and happily turned on the ipad, clicked on the frequently used player and switched to the history record.

"The Legend of Zhen Huan" No.20 eight episodes, continue to play.

"The Legend of Zhen Huan" is one of the few TV series that she can watch n times without getting bored. It belongs to the kind that no matter what time or what she is doing, she can just click on an episode and watch it.

Everyone should have such a drama more or less in their hearts, right?Which TV series is Shen Du thinking about?she thinks.

When An Lingrong met the lonely concubine Qi by chance and hinted that pregnant women should avoid oleander, and the eager concubine Qi fell into An Lingrong's trap and asked someone to give the chestnut cake mixed with oleander juice to Zhen Huan. The meeting over there is over.

Through a bedroom door, Nan Song heard the sound of walking and talking in the living room.

The plot that was playing on the ipad did not pause, she just adjusted a more comfortable posture for watching the drama.

A moment later, there was the sound of the door being closed at the entrance, followed by a Wechat notification sound from the phone.

He picked it up and saw that it was from Shen Du.

[Going to inspect, I will come back to you after the end. 】

Um?If she remembered correctly, didn't he tell her just now that he would inspect after the meeting?Why are you saying it again now?Think she has such a bad memory?
　Author's order: Sweeten me up!
　　Shen Gou and Song Song: OK! (crazy nod.jpg)

　　
　
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