Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

Wen Yaya shook his head, took the cake and apologized: "I didn't expect you to see me again. I humiliated you last time because of me."

This sentence surprised Xia Qingli. She looked back at her in amazement, stretched out her hand and rubbed her messy hair. I think there are too many manuscripts recently, and the whole face is unnaturally pale.

"You think too much. How could I be ashamed of Qin Youyou, but... I hope you don't go to her next time. She can't hear any reason now."

Xia Qingli felt distressed and patted her weak shoulder: "how about the clothes she bought for her brother last time?"

Wen Yaya, who followed behind, wanted to continue talking about Qin Youyou, or swallowed all her words into her stomach and calmly raised a smile: "my brother likes it very much and said that she will give you more gifts next time when you come."

"That's good. Go and write the manuscript now. I'll wait for you on the sofa." The manuscript is imminent, otherwise she won't kill directly at home.

Wen Yaya took a conscious look at her, returned to her desk and quickly knocked on her notebook.

Xia Qingli has been sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone. From time to time, she looks back at her and suddenly feels the vibration in her hand. She picks up her mobile phone to see that it was Rong Shu who called and narrows her eyes slightly.

Slide your finger on the screen and tentatively ask, "what's up?"

"Is this Mr. Rong Shu's friend? He drank too much at the Longcheng bar. Can you pick him up? "

A polite sentence made Xia Qingli frown deeper. She thought that at this time, her cousin was in a meeting and no one was going to pick Rong Shu up. She closed her eyes slightly and promised.

"I'll go now." After hanging up the phone, he got up and said goodbye to Wen Yaya. He couldn't help but feel the wolf heart and dog lung of Rongshu. Unexpectedly, he galloped the wine field and got drunk in the bar. It's a shame.

Until I drove to the door of the bar and walked into the door, I felt particularly uncomfortable, and the smell of alcohol went straight to my nose.

Xia Qingli pinched his nose in disgust, flashed his hand in front of him, frowned slightly, looked around and searched for the direction of Rongshu.

Sure enough, among a group of girls with exposed clothes, he was seeing him lying on the wine table with a few lip prints on his face. It was obvious that he had played high.

She walked over calmly.

But the woman on one side looked at her up and down with a hostile face.

"What are you doing here? What does it have to do with the president? "

Several women said these words, which made Xia Qingli a little funny. She directly reached out to help Rong Shu up from the table, picked up his hand and put it on her shoulder, and cursed: "it's really heavy."

"Of course I'm his friend. If you want to make a good impression on him, you'll help him to my car immediately."

Xia Qingli said the last sentence, holding his arm leisurely, his legs trembled and walked outside the bar. At this time, the woman behind him looked at each other and came up to help.

It was not easy to drag Rongshu to the car. Xia Qingli picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead, angrily kicked the door of the car and closed him in.

"You go. When Rongshu wakes up, I will tell him these things and let him reward you." She said these words vaguely, and then she saw that the woman behind her shook her waist with a smile and returned to the bar.

When she got back in the car, she felt the strong smell of alcohol in the car and quickly opened the window: "Rongshu, where are you going now?"

The man behind him hummed, blushed, fell on the back seat and scratched his hair.

Xia Qingli frowned slightly. She had the impression that Rong Shu was elegant. Unexpectedly, she took out her mobile phone to take a few ugly photos of him. She was satisfied to take them over and enjoy them.

"Do you know how hard it took me to drag you out of the bar? This is your gift in return. " She held her mobile phone, covered her mouth and smiled. She was tangled that she didn't know Rong Shu's home address. Where should she send him?

Send a text message directly to Fang Yuan, but she didn't get a reply for a long time. Xia Qingli rubbed the sore temple. When she heard Rong Shu's mobile phone ring behind her, she turned over and took it. Looking at Lin Wanqing's name beating on it, she immediately smiled.

"Secretary Lin, are you looking for Rong Shu? He's drunk now. Where should I send him? "

The person on the other end of the phone was not surprised, but she could still hear Lin Wanqing's sigh. There was no echo for a long time.

"Secretary Lin?"

"Bring him to me. I'll wait for you in the Royal courtyard."

Lin Wanqing said that and hung up the phone without any emotion.

Xia Qingli couldn't help but pie her mouth. Of course, she knew that she had always been independent and didn't argue any more.

Until I sent him to the Royal courtyard, I saw Lin Wanqing's depressed figure standing under the street lamp and waving to her. Xia Qingli stopped the car and Lin Wanqing came directly to open the door.

"Can I help you?" Seeing Lin Wanqing's thin arm holding Rongshu, he neatly carried him on his shoulder and helped him up step by step.

Lin Wanqing shook her head and didn't answer. After a while, she disappeared at the corner.

Xia Qingli stood behind him and looked at the scene. There was something unexpected in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slowly lifted up.

She is a woman. She always gossips. Today, when she saw Lin Wanqing looking at Rong Shu, she obviously felt different. She couldn't help thinking of what Li Jing said a few days ago, and her face rose with a giggle.

"It seems that Rong Shu's mind is too indifferent. Since he hasn't found the most sincere love around him, he is called a love saint in vain."

She curled her lips, got in the car and turned away.

When Xia Qingli came to the company the next morning, she obviously felt that the atmosphere was somewhat different. All women looked at her with envy.

Trembling all the way back to the office, Xia Qingli couldn't help pulling Li Jing and frowning slightly: "why do I feel that today's atmosphere is particularly dignified? Has something happened?"

I don't think anyone will find her identity. She has been hiding her relationship with Lu Qian. Besides, even if she really found her identity, it wouldn't be such a look.

Li Jing was a little embarrassed on her face. She looked around with vigilant eyes and sighed faintly: "don't you have anything to do with Rong?"

"Which President?" She was filled with amazement.

"It's Rongshu." Li Jing slapped her thigh excitedly.

"Of course it doesn't matter. It can be called a friend at best." Xia Qingli picked her eyes up and recalled what happened yesterday. She was not a true friend. It was difficult to drag Rong Shu out of the bar.

Li Jing looked around and came up to her with a cautious attitude: "I saw the news this morning. You drove into his house with Mr. Rong with a hangover. It's said on the Internet that you have lived together."