Mr.Li, your wife wants to divorce again!

The door of the lounge was suddenly knocked.

Two handsome men don't know when they stand outside the lounge and stare at their respective women.

"Ready? Mr. Qin invited us to have lunch together. Are you ok? " Li Mo leans on the door frame, hands in his pants pocket, and looks at sukeman. He hasn't seen her wearing anything other than a professional dress for a long time.

Sukeman is wearing a long skirt with high collar, gentle purple to ankle, fairy Qi, bubble sleeves, waist design, pure style. With her long hair and flat shoes, she looks like a college student.

This dress of sukeman gives people a feeling of light in front of their eyes. The man's breathing is tight and his Adam's apple rolls down.

When he looks at sukeman, sukeman is also secretly observing the man's expression. I don't know if it's her illusion. At the moment, the man's eyes are staring at her face like a deep pool, thinking.

Sukeman's heart beat stopped for half a beat, and it took half a day to find his voice: "Mr. Li, I have no problem."

The corners of Li Moyun's mouth rose slowly, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in the bottom of his eyes.

At noon, Li Moyun and Su Keman, as distinguished guests, were taken to a local star hotel for dinner.

Li Moyun and sukeman are southerners. Although the food on the table looks exquisite and delicious, sukeman always feels that there is something missing.

At the dinner table, Qin and Li Moyun were talking about their work and drinking.

After a few cups of wine, President Qin suddenly took the wine cup in his hand and looked at Su Keman: "Secretary Su, I'll give you a toast. Today's event at the racecourse surprised you."

Su Keman didn't dare to ask Mr. Qin to apologize to her. In the final analysis, it was her own joke that she didn't know how to ride a horse. With a pretty red face, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Qin is polite. I'm not good at riding. I'll make you laugh!"

"Secretary Su, not only beautiful, but also reasonable, gentle and graceful, must be the target of many men?" Qin always also just curiously casually put forward such a sentence.

However, what Mr. Qin asked is exactly what Li Moyun wanted to know. Although she usually works under his eyes and doesn't see any men confessing to her, it doesn't mean that there is no suitor.

Su Keman gave a bitter smile: "Mr. Qin is joking. I'm just a secretary. I'm not a noble lady. People are flocking to her."

"You can't say that. When you marry a wife, you don't marry virtue, you don't marry sex, you don't marry heart, you don't marry wealth. Am I right? Mr. Li When President Qin said this, he didn't forget to take Li Moyun by the way.

Li Moyun, who was holding chopsticks in his hand and was about to pick vegetables, was suddenly called. His expression was frowning. He put down his chopsticks and replied without expression: "President Qin deserves to be an old driver. Even he understands this truth so thoroughly. Is it the experience of President Qin?"

General manager Qin and Su Keman.

Fortunately, there was another woman at the dinner table. Seeing that sukeman was in an isolated state without assistance, she helped her out: "when you two old men talk about work, they talk about work. Don't make fun of other girls. They are thin skinned and not your opponents!"

Suchman gave the woman a grateful glance.

The woman took sukeman's little hand and asked with a smile: "do you want to go to the bathroom? I suddenly want to go to the bathroom. Shall we go together? "

Sukeman nodded. Anyway, she had almost eaten. She didn't want to stay here at all. She could just leave the private room by going to the toilet.

The two women got up mysteriously and left the private room.

Out of the private room, sukeman felt his breathing was smooth.

"Sister, sister tells you that men can't be used to spoiling them. When it's time to fight back, they have to learn how to fight back, OK?" She is also kind to remind sukeman, just said a few more words, can see sukeman was that Li Moyun eat to death.

Sukman nodded blankly: "Oh."