Xia Xiwan turns around and quickly runs up the stairs and into the bedroom.

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Bedroom.

Xia Xiwan is sitting by the bed. In her mind, Lu Hanting and Huarong came from the lawn just now. They don't know what they are talking about, but they look low and smile.

Comfortable cool wind gently blowing, Huarong's skirt even rolled over his black trousers, looking at intimate and ambiguous.

Today, he took a woman home.

What is she?

Is that woman his lover?

Xia Xiwan's white fingers were wringing her dress, and her heart was angry and miserable. This kind of feeling made her lose her breath.

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Lu Hanting came in.

Here he is!

Xia Xiwan raised his eyes and looked at him, "Mr. Lu, are you back?"

Lu Hanting saw her on the lawn just now, but she quickly ran upstairs and hid herself in the room. Lu couldn't help but hook his lips. "Today, I brought a guest back, Huarong, the public relations director of our company."

It turns out to be the director of public relations. It's said that all the people who engage in public relations are beautiful women. They often deal with men, and they will especially win over men's hearts.

"Oh, I see it."

"What do you think?"

"Pretty face, good figure." Xia Xiwan pauses for a moment, pretending to be relaxed, but his finger is about to wring his dress. "Why, Mr. Lu wants this Chinese director to become a regular, from a lover to a girlfriend?"

Lu Hanting picked his heroic eyebrows and sighed, "you see, I'm not too young. You've drawn a clear line with me again and again. Maybe one day when the affairs of the summer family are finished, you'll pack up and run away. I can't live without a woman around me?"

Xia Xiwan hum, can't live without a woman?

"What's more, you also said that grandma is old and wants to have a great grandson. I need a woman to give me a son."

Xia Xiwan can't refute this reason. In order to pray for her great grandson to be born soon, her grandmother has gone to the temple to eat and chant Buddhism.

Xia Xiwan hangs long feather Jie, a little unhappy.

Lu Hanting came over and looked down at her stuffy little head, then reached out to pinch her small face, "what's the matter?"

Summer evening Wan hide, don't let him pinch face, "you don't touch me."

"What's the matter?" Lu Han Ting low smile out of the sound, fingertips across the veil gently pinched to her small face, 20-year-old girl's small face water delicate play can pinch water.

It feels great.

Xia Xiwan wants to knock down his big hand, but Huarong appears at the door, "Han Ting, you..."

Huarong's smile on her face was stiff, because she saw Xia Xiwan.

At this time, Xia Xiwan is sitting beside the bed, more like a negative little girl. Lu Hanting stands tall and upright, with one hand in his trouser pocket and one hand pinching her face. His dedicated eyebrows and eyes are stained with doting and loving. It is very much like a man in his bones who is teasing his favorite girl.

Huarong was completely paralyzed. Lu Hanting in her cognition was a high-ranking person in the shopping mall. She was calm and powerful.

She had never seen or even dared to imagine that he would have such a side.

Lu Hanting took back his hand, his deep narrow eyes fell on Huarong's face, "what do you want me to do?"

Just now his doting and teasing to the girl seemed to fade away in a moment, and he returned to his usual high cold and alienated appearance. There was no warmth in his eyes when he looked at her.

Huarong pulled red lips, "cold Ting, is this?"

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