Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Mu Ru snorted at his words, and was about to refute, but Dongfang Mo covered her mouth with his hand again, and then said softly: "You lie down in the lounge, my meeting is not over yet, I'll go and talk to you first." The meeting is over, come here again, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it later, okay?"

Mu Ru was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that she had called him away from the conference room just now, and Dongfang Mo seemed to be holding a meeting with those high-level officials to discuss some issues.

Thinking of this, she stopped talking, and agreed to Dongfang Mo's proposal, so Dongfang Mo pulled her up from the sofa and walked to the lounge, opened the door with her hand, pointed to the bed inside and said, "Go in and have a rest. Son, I'll be over soon."

The lounge is not very big, the decoration is extremely cold, uniform black and white tones, white walls, white carpets, and even the curtains are white.

However, the furniture in the lounge, the bed, the sofa, the coffee table, and the bedside table are all black, while the sheets, quilts, pillows, etc. on the bed are all pure white.

Mu Ru slowly lay down on this cold and stiff bed, a familiar smell came from his nostrils, unexpectedly, there was some kind of inexplicable loneliness.

She has always known that Dongfang Mo is cold, but she never thought that his lounge would be so cold, black and white, so cold?

It's obviously summer now, but the moment she lay down, she had the illusion that winter had crossed autumn and rushed directly to her eyes.

She was wearing a chiffon skirt today, and she was not very comfortable lying on the bed, so she got up, wondering if he often brings women to the lounge, maybe there are nightdresses for women in the closet. ?

However, when the closet was opened, she was obviously disappointed, because all men's clothes, shirts, suits, ties, etc. were neatly hung in the closet.

I looked left and right, looked up and down, and finally picked out a pure cotton white shirt. I went to the bathroom next to me to wash up and change it. I felt refreshed before I went to lie down on the pure white bed again.

Maybe it was because of crying a lot, maybe it was because Dongfang Mo's guarantee just now had a certain effect, maybe it was because the simple washing made her feel more relaxed.

This time, wearing his shirt and lying on his cold and stiff bed, unexpectedly, he fell asleep within a few minutes.

Dongfang Mo held the meeting in the meeting room for nearly half an hour before it ended. After walking out of the meeting room, the secretary immediately handed over the fax that he had just received, saying that the boss of the newspaper office had personally called to apologize, and that the reporter had been investigated. At the same time, he also stated that if necessary, he can apologize and explain to Madam Dongfang in person if necessary.

Dongfang Mo waved his hand, signaling to the secretary to take these away first, but lightly ordered to reserve all legal rights to pursue the newspaper, and let's talk about it tomorrow.

Back in the office, he took off his cold suit jacket, then turned around and walked towards the lounge, pushed open the door of the lounge, and what came into view was the lazily sleeping woman on the bed, wearing his white shirt, A pair of slender and beautiful legs were exposed from under the white shirt.

The white shirt just reached the middle of her thighs, but at this moment, her sleeping position happened to be slightly curled up sideways, with her thighs slightly separated, and the red lace inside was unobstructed in his sight.