The president has an appointment: the pretty wife is not allowed to escape

Ning Xia lay silently on the table, as if the whole world was spinning, accompanied by the ever-echoing soprano in her eardrums...

When she got off work in the evening, Xiaomei insisted on taking her to eat hot pot. Just when Ningxia was in trouble, Leihe called and said that he would not come back for dinner because of something to do at night.

Ning Xia was lost in thought while holding the mobile phone that Dudu hung up, but he didn't say what happened.

"Ningxia, is your boyfriend here to investigate?"

When Ning Xia tilted her head, she saw an ambiguous smile on Xiaomei's face.

Ning Xia glared at her, "Let's go, don't you want to eat hot pot?"

Xiao Mei curled her lips, "Hmph, it's only because my boyfriend doesn't want you that I think of me."

Xiaomei's unintentional words were like a heavy stone hitting her heart, a dull pain, Leihe doesn't want her anymore?She didn't even dare to think about this question.

They came to a hotpot restaurant called "Qingxiangyuan", with gorgeous decoration and warm environment, it is a place suitable for eating hotpot.

Ning Xia led Xiao Mei into the door, seeing the person in the hall, she was stunned, and was about to go out, but the person had already noticed her, "Ning Xia!"

Clear voice, undisguised surprise.

Ningxia rubbed her nose in embarrassment, "Dongzi."

Dongzi grinned brightly and scratched her hair, "Are you... come to eat?"

Xiaomei's big round eyes rolled around the faces of the two of them, and immediately smelled an unusual meaning - um, adultery, so she quickly replied, "Yes, yes, we are here For dinner. Handsome guy, are you here to eat hot pot too?"

"..." Ning Xia was speechless towards Xiao Mei's familiar behavior.

Dongzi replied enthusiastically, "My family also owns shares in this hot pot city." He looked around, "There are no seats left now, why not go to the exclusive VIP box upstairs, and I will treat you."

"Okay, okay!" There was a treat, and Xiaomei immediately responded, almost jumping up in excitement.

"..." Ning Xia's head was full of black lines, and she was flamboyantly ignored.

Well, at this point, is she still able to say "no"?

"Feiying, long time no see."

Feiying withdrew his gaze fixed on the backs of a man and two women, glanced at the woman and the childish and handsome boy, immediately lowered his head, and said in a respectful and indifferent voice, "Miss Wen, young master."

Wen Ya bent the corners of her lips, followed the line of sight she had just seen, her eyes were fixed on that slender and beautiful figure, her smile was wide and deep.

Entering the VIP room, Xiaomei sighed and groaned, lovingly stroking the crystal hanging lamp on the wall, Ning Xia kept tugging on her sleeve in embarrassment, who knew that the guy was addicted to humiliation, and turned to worship on the table gilded ashtray.

Ever since, Ningxia remembered the eternal truth---why my eyes are often filled with tears, because my colleagues are always embarrassing me outside!

"Ningxia, are you still used to working in the new company?"

After Dongzi dialed the special line to order food, she pulled out the chair and motioned her to sit down.

Ning Xia was afraid that he would say something that he would not be able to refuse, so he said quickly, "Very good, the work is very easy, the manager is very good, and the colleagues are very enthusiastic."

Xiaomei raised her head, wondering why she made such remarks against her will, and exposed her without hesitation, "Ningxia, you have taken the wrong medicine! You even said that work is easy. You forgot that the manager took a stack of Is it not within your scope of responsibility to let you sort out the materials? You worked overtime for three hours, and you still scolded her for early menopause, and your colleagues are enthusiastic. Don’t you know that Sister Chen is gossiping about you behind your back every day? How ugly to say, and...uh..."

Ning Xia couldn't bear it anymore with this idiot, and rushed over to cover her broken mouth.

And threateningly in Xiaomei's ear, "If you dare to say one more word, I guarantee that your marriage plan will be hopeless in this life!"

Xiaomei shrinks her neck in fright and nods her head again and again.

Dongzi's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything more.

Ning Xia glanced at the silent man opposite with a guilty conscience, and angrily scolded Xiao Mei from beginning to end in her heart.

Fortunately, this awkward atmosphere did not last long, because the well-trained waiters quickly delivered the hot pot ingredients.

Looking at this mansion that he hadn't stepped into for a long time, Leihe felt strange.

As soon as he entered the hall, the butler came up to serve him, and shouted to the inner hall in surprise, "Master, madam, the young master is back!"

The first person to greet him was his younger sister, stepmother's daughter, Mo Yujie, "Brother He, you are back."

The girl's eyes filled with unbelievable joy, and a faint blush appeared on her clear cheeks. Lei He lowered his face, rubbed her long hair, and nodded lightly.

For his stepmother Mo Wei, he didn't feel much, neither liked nor hated her, but he didn't reject her existence. After all, his mother passed away, and a big family like the Lei family would definitely need a capable mistress. What's more, Mo Wei's way of handling things has always been relaxed and reasonable, and even he can't find any faults.

However, he has never been able to harden his heart for this well-behaved younger sister Yujie who has been clinging to her since she was a child.

"Ah, Ahe is back." Mo Wei greeted her with a motherly smile as soon as she came out of the inner hall.

Lei He nodded slightly at her, but didn't address her.

He turned into the inner hall, and sure enough, he saw his father sitting on the big sofa.

Although he is an old man over sixty years old, with gorgeous hair growing on his temples, the aura of pointing Jiang He on his body is still the same as before, and the straight and tough back tells the arrogance and pride of a soldier.

Lei Junting raised his head and looked at his imposing and handsome son in front of him, standing upright and upright, as if he was himself more than 30 years ago, and his usually majestic and cold face was slightly moved.

Lei He just glanced at it lightly, and walked towards the second floor like the wind.

The anticipation in Lei Junting's deep pupils gradually froze into ice, and the next second, his calm and prestige voice echoed in the empty hall, "Stop!"

Lei He squinted his eyes and paused.

As soon as Mo Wei came in, she saw the tense momentum, and knew in her heart that the father and son were awkward again, so she hurriedly stepped forward to comfort and smooth things over, "Master, what are you doing? You haven't been looking forward to Ahe's return, why are you giving me money now?" Look at the person's face. Ah...you come here too, Mama Zhang's meal is almost ready, you father and son have a good chat."

After listening to Mo Wei's words, Lei He walked over and sat opposite Lei Junting.

The two people, one old and one young, had exactly the same appearance, the same aura, and the same silence.

After a long time, Lei Junting sighed in compromise, "I know you have always had your own way of thinking and like to be dictated by others, but I still have to say that you are not young anymore, it's time to start a family."