Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"He's in there, isn't he?"

Assistant Xu understood who he was referring to, and dared not hide or lie, "yes, the president is inside. You go in. "

Lu Mian nodded, opened the door and went in.

"I told you to go out."

The man's tone was a little dissatisfied, and he didn't raise his head.

Lu Mian stood at the door and didn't go forward. He sat behind his desk, leaned back and leaned against the back of his chair. His face was a little pale and frowned painfully.

Thinking of what Mrs. Ling said, Lu Mian thought after self reflection that she really cared too little about him.

Even if he had stomach trouble, he didn't know.

An outsider in lingfu's population, I'm afraid it's Jiang Fei?

On the way, she kept thinking, why did he marry her?

For money?

Ling's group is not short of money. He is the heir, let alone lack of money.

But besides money, she could not think of any reason that could drive him to marry her.

"Why are you here?" When she opened her eyes, Ling Yushen was shocked at the bottom of her eyes. She suddenly appeared and caught him by surprise.

He sat up, wanted to stand up, and hesitated. For a moment, he looked slightly stunned. He didn't stand or sit. The whole person's contradictory rigidity was there.

Last night, he arrived at the manor at almost nine o'clock. Lu Mian remembered that her mother asked him if he had eaten. He said he had eaten.

Back to Xinghu heaven and earth, he cooked noodles himself.

Lu Mian thought he ate less dinner, so he had to have a late night snack. Now he wants to come. He didn't eat dinner, so he's hungry and will cook noodles himself.

Taking a step, Lu Mian walked over and lowered his eyelashes. "By the way, come up and see you."

Open the chair opposite him and sit down.

"Why is your face so bad?"

Ling Yushen picked up his water cup and drank a mouthful of water before he said, "I didn't have a good rest."

"Really?" Lu Mian laughed at himself. "I heard you have stomach trouble?"

The water cup was placed on the table. There was no expression on Ling Yushen's face, "listen to who?"

"Your mother."

“……”

"When did it happen?" She remembered that when he fell in love, he had no stomach trouble.

Lifting his eyes, he looked at him deeply and waited for his answer. Ling Yushen didn't think so. He looked calm and said in a relaxed tone, "if you have more social intercourse, you will have a little stomach disease more or less."

"Why didn't I?"

"How long have you been socializing?" He asked.

Lu Mian was speechless. The meal she appeared would not drink her wine, whether it was in her identity or in the face of Lu's group.

Of course, she wouldn't be foolish enough to think that Ling Yushen would be drunk, but... He socialized and no one reminded him. He always couldn't drink less and smoke less.

"A little problem, no big deal." Ling Yushen made a faint sound, like comfort.

Lu Mian thought it was funny that he had stomach trouble and comforted her in turn.

She smiled. "I'm not worried. The body is yours, not mine. I wish you could inherit your inheritance if you have an accident. "

"So want to be a widow?"

Ling Yushen's eyes are deep and quiet, condensing her.

Holding his cheek in one hand, Lu Mian looked back at him, "it depends on whether you give me this opportunity."

"No."

Lu Mian giggled and trembled with laughter.

Ling Yushen frowned, "what are you laughing at?"

After slowing down his breath, Lu Mian smiled suddenly and looked cold. "Don't quit smoking and drinking and eat on time."

Stunned for a moment, Ling Yushen gave a shout and smiled. The laughter was low and sweet.