Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

After lunch, she drove to the company. Lan Yu called in a moment, which made her very passive in the afternoon meeting. The senior management of the hotel doubted whether her phone had been pasted on the telegraph pole.

Because the voice on the phone is very loud, and the feeling revealed is to dedicate one's own flesh to President Fu.

Fu Mingzhu took a few at first, but then he couldn't stand shutting down.

She put down her cell phone and coughed: "continue the meeting."

The senior executives swallowed their saliva and were absent-minded during the meeting. They were all thinking about President Fu's good luck. It was said that his ex husband was chasing him

The meeting was really scattered. Fu Mingzhu knew that it was meaningless to hold it again. He asked everyone to break up the meeting and write a summary.

She went back to the office and turned on her cell phone. Lan Yu called her seven or eight times.

She dialed. After the phone was connected, she kept her voice low: "Lan Yu, I'm working. If you think you can change anything by pestering like this, you can continue."

With that, she hung up her cell phone, threw it down, and then pulled out the fixed telephone line, which relieved her anger.

After venting, she was in a better mood. After dealing with some things, she looked up and saw the falling night out of the window. Xiaowen knocked on the door and came in.

Fu Mingzhu looked at her watch and said, "you should get off work first!"

Xiaowen hesitated: "Mr. Fu, LAN Shao called and asked when you would go home."

Fu Mingzhu scratched her hair: "if you call again, don't answer. Also, you'll get off work."

Xiao Wen gave a cry, and then felt that Fu was very poor. LAN Shao was really killing people.

Before Xiao Wen left, he was still worried: "Mr. Fu, do you want me to order dinner for you?"

"No, I'll go to the restaurant downstairs." Fu Mingzhu closed the computer and went out with Xiaowen.

When Xiaowen and she separated in front of the elevator, they hesitated: "Mr. Fu, you're not going home today?"

Fu Mingzhu said, "I'm not going back." She doesn't want to see that childish ghost at all.

Xiaowen smiled and left first.

Fu Mingzhu should have been quiet when he went to the first floor for dinner, but he was a little lonely sitting in the restaurant alone.

Here, she created the prosperity, but she sat here alone, but she looked like an outsider.

She simply finished eating and went upstairs to work for a while, but when she stood up, she saw a very fussy sports car parked outside the hotel, a blue Bugatti Veyron, and Lan Yu sitting in the sports car and smoking.

When Fu Mingzhu didn't see it, she lowered her head and left.

Lan Yu smoked and looked at her carelessly to make sure she saw herself, but pretended not to see it.

He didn't go in to find her. He just smoked in the car.

Fu Mingzhu returned to her office, but went to the French window and looked downstairs.

His car is still there.

She doesn't know what he is. It's always like this. Is it fun?

She turned on her cell phone and dialed Lan Yu.

He picked it up.

They didn't speak, they just listened to each other's breathing.

For a long time, she whispered, "I won't go back today, Lan Yu. I won't go to your villa until you figure out how to get along with us."

Lan Yu sat in the car, smoking quietly. The smoke was swirling. His expression was a little unfathomable.

After a while, he smiled, "Pearl, you saw me just now, didn't you?"