Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She was not even interested in the news that Lan Yu was the escort to send Li Mengying to the hotel and stayed in the room for a full hour. She closed it directly and continued to deal with business.

She didn't know if it was Lan Yu's intentional message to let her see, but it wasn't her man. Why should she care.

Fu Mingzhu closed the website and continued to work. She didn't find Lanyu when she came back because she was too focused.

Lan Yu hugged her from behind and put his chin on her shoulder. "Why are you working again so late?"

Fu Mingzhu's eyes still fell on the screen and her fingers paused: "I'm different from President LAN. President LAN only needs to see beautiful women and can make a lot of money."

"Jealous?" Lan Yu smiled and nibbled on the soft meat behind her ear: "I invested in a film and television company. Li Mengying is the most popular artist in it. You won't be unhappy when you leave the red carpet?"

Fu Mingzhu was so harassed by him that he simply closed his notebook and stared back at him: "you're gone. Is it interesting to ask me if Gao is happy now?"

He nibbled at her neck and smiled softly, "I think it's very interesting."

She pushed him away. The expression on her face was not very good-looking, and even sneered: "if you want me to tell the truth, I'll tell you that I'm not interested in men who play with women, and I don't like you to test me with others."

Then she took her notebook, "I'll go downstairs."

He grabbed her, pushed her between the desk and himself, and trapped her with his body.

"Let go of me!" She didn't want to see him. She didn't want to look at him. She wanted to slap him in the face.

Lan Yu raised his hand and looked at the time. It was late. It was already past twelve o'clock.

He looked at her and rubbed her face with his forehead. His voice was also incredibly gentle: "really angry?"

"No." Fu Mingzhu stared at him: "your business has nothing to do with me."

Lan Yu smiled and still trapped her, but with one hand he unbuttoned his coat, took off his coat and threw it casually onto the sofa behind him.

When he looked back, he stared into her eyes, "don't you ask me why I didn't pick you up?"

"I don't want to ask." She pushed him on the shoulder. "Go away."

"Don't go." He looked like a scoundrel, pulled off his tie in one hand and rolled it up slowly.

Fu Mingzhu couldn't stand it. "What on earth do you want to do? If you want to satisfy evil interests, I think Li Mengying is very willing to cooperate with you. "

Lan Yu was stunned and said subconsciously, "what do I want her to do?"

He lowered his head, looked at her red face, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her: "I don't want anyone."

He said, let go of her and took two steps back. His expression was hurt: "I didn't know you would be so angry, pearl. It's my fault, but I really didn't do anything. It's just a cooperative relationship with Li Mengying."

Fu Mingzhu's face still had no expression. Lan Yu looked at her for a long time and finally sighed: "you don't even want to talk to me."

He picked up his coat on the sofa and smiled sadly, "you're busy."

Then he went out. Fu Mingzhu heard his footsteps. The mud seemed to go downstairs. After a while, she heard the sound of the car starting.

He went out so late.

She thought, maybe he went to Lan Kwai Fong to relax.