Bo Shao's ex-wife

Chapter 11 Goodbye Husband

Chapter 11 Goodbye Husband
Bao Liang's complexion became even worse, but she ran to Lu Qisheng's side affectionately and said, "Sister-in-law, do you still have the strength? Take some photos for me this afternoon?"

Bao Liang: "..." What do you mean you still have strength?She was so energetic last night that she couldn't sleep.He is really aggrieved by being a beast!

After getting married, Lu Qisheng will naturally move to Baoliang's villa.Bo Liang got married, and Cheng Yuan took care of the company's affairs, so Bo Liang drove back to Qiao's house to help her move things.

Lu Qisheng's things are very simple, just some clothes.Seeing that she only pulled one box, Bao Liang asked, "Is that all?"

"Well, why move so much? I will move back next year." Lu Qisheng consciously lifted the trunk and stuffed the box inside.

This made Bo Shao, who was standing by the car door planning to put the box for her, very non-existent.

Lu Qisheng got into the car, and Bao Liang asked, "What are your plans for this afternoon? Going back to the villa?"

Lu Qisheng hugged the camera that she had neglected for many days, and while adjusting the camera, she replied: "Didn't you say that the room is all cleaned up? It's fine to drive me back to the agency. I'll take my vacation and go to work."

Bao Liang didn't answer, turned the car around the intersection, and drove towards the newspaper office where she worked.

"I have a meeting at six o'clock in the afternoon. I'll ask Cheng Yuan to pick you up." When Bao Liang parked the car, he said to Lu Qisheng indifferently.

"Okay." Lu Qisheng obediently.

"The back seat is the chocolate prepared by my mother, take it and distribute it to my colleagues." He reached out to unbuckle Lu Qisheng's seat belt, and said again.

Lu Qisheng immediately turned around and picked up the kraft paper bag on the back seat.Sure enough, it was a large box of chocolates, and it was a foreign brand, which was very expensive.

"Can I keep it for myself?" Lu Qisheng touched the bag and asked Bo Liang's opinion pettishly, "I can go buy Wangzai's milk candies and send them."

Bao Liangying's straight eyebrows raised slightly, and she couldn't help reaching out to stroke her head, like coaxing a puppy: "If you like it, I'll call and ask mom to send it over."

Lu Qisheng immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, Young Master Bo!"

She picked up her bag and got out of the car neatly, saying goodbye to Bao Liang in a good mood: "Goodbye, husband."

Her voice is soft and waxy, sweet and playful.The sound of her husband's yelling really set Bo Liang's heart on fire.

If you still can't wait for that person after a year, then it seems good to live with this cute and beautiful little girl.Bao Liang drove away with a smile on her lips.

Lu Qisheng waited very politely for the car to disappear before turning and going upstairs, but saw Xiao Zihe standing not far away with a pale face.

That "husband" originally belonged to him.

"Qisheng." Xiao Zihe moved his lips with difficulty to call out her name, his voice was unusually hoarse.

"Well, Mr. Xiao. Do you have anything to do with me?" Xiao Zihe's family owns a hotel, just across from the newspaper office.

"Qisheng, can we find a place to talk?" Xiao Zihe looked at her with sad eyes and pleading voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a rush for work, and I'm still 15 minutes late. How about another day?" Lu Qisheng glanced at the time with her mobile phone, and rejected him without sadness or joy.

Xiao Zihe looked at her not angry, even courteously and thoughtfully entertaining him, he suddenly felt that his throat was stuck and he couldn't speak.

Lu Qisheng bypassed him and walked straight towards the elevator, leaving Xiao Zihe standing there alone in despair.

Lu Qisheng arrived at the office and distributed the chocolates to everyone, even the director who was usually in awe.

The director's attitude was unusually good today, and he talked to her with a smile: "Xiao Lu, the vacation is canceled so soon? Don't you want to go on honeymoon?"

"Bo Liang doesn't have time—he can't help it." Lu Qisheng made a very decent excuse.

"That's right." The director nodded again and again, and said with a very pleasant face, "Xiaolu, there is someone from the layout design side, how about transferring you? I remember that your university majored in design, right?"

"Yes, interior design." Lu Qisheng replied.

"Then you can hand over the work to Xiao Li now, and go upstairs to report tomorrow. Fang Tian will take you."

"Okay, thank you Director." Lu Qisheng thanked politely, feeling a little emotional for a while.Sure enough, a woman is better off marrying than doing well!
Before she applied for a secretary, she said that her major was not suitable for her. If it wasn't for the fact that she often liked to take pictures in college and won a few prestigious awards, she might not even be able to get a job on location.

Alas, it's a bitter tear to say the least!
Lu Qisheng had just taken a ten-day leave, and was transferred to a good job as soon as she came back. As usual, there must be a lot of dissatisfaction and various runs.But today is different, why is she now the daughter-in-law of the Bo family?

No matter how unhappy they were, they all came over with smiling faces to congratulate her.

Lu Qisheng was still happy in her heart. She could change to a more comfortable position and not have to run around outside all day.

But God just couldn't make her happy for a while, and she received an unpleasant message just after handing over the work.

"Qisheng, I'm downstairs from your newspaper office, is it convenient to go out and talk?" It was Ling Yueqing's message.

Go, go, it's all done anyway.Lu Qisheng packed up her things, if they didn't go, they would still think they were narrow-minded!
Ling Yueqing drove a red BMW and parked downstairs. It was the same model as Lu Qisheng's, but Lu Qisheng's was white.

(End of this chapter)

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