My dear President, Please make a detour

The dinner of Shu family is as warm and beautiful as ever.

After dinner, Jian boyao and Shu Weiyi stayed at Shu's house.

When the two of them were just getting ready to make out in the bedroom, Jian boyao's cell phone suddenly rang, and the interrupted man frowned unhappily.

He didn't want to answer, but the phone kept ringing.

Shu Weiyi pushed him away with a shy voice: "go and pick it up."

Jian boyao reluctantly got up from bed, went to the table and picked up his cell phone, which was still ringing.

The name "concise Xuan" flashed on the lighted mobile phone screen.

Jian boyao raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. Why did he call himself so late?

With doubt, he connected the phone.

"Bo Yao, why didn't I call you this afternoon? Where are you now?" at the other end of the phone, concise Xuan's voice was angry, but obviously pretending.

"I haven't had much time to look at my mobile phone. Why? Is there anything important for me?" Jian boyao's attitude was very calm.

"I know Wei Yi was discharged from the hospital today, so I called you to take her home for dinner, but I couldn't get through to you. I'm worried. Are you busy? Are you busy until you have time to go home for dinner? Do you know..."

"We're at Shu's house. You don't have to worry. But we didn't go home for dinner. It's necessary to be so generous? If there's nothing to do, I'll have a rest." Jian boyao suddenly interrupted Jianxuan and was ready to hang up.

"You! Don't you make the Shu family feel that we are not good to Wei Yi? How can we go back to our mother's house as soon as we are discharged from the hospital? It's embarrassing to our Jane family." Jianxuan finally couldn't help but raise his tone unconsciously.

"So, you called specifically to talk about these trivial things? Then I'm sorry I don't have time to accompany you." Jian boyao sneered.

"Boyao! Don't hang up! I... I actually want to tell you..." it seemed that Jane boyao would hang up, and the concise Xuan voice at the other end said urgently.

Jian boyao didn't give him a chance and finally hung up.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Shu Weiyi looked at Jian boyao's gloomy face and asked with concern.

"Nothing, just a boring phone call." Jian boyao gently hugged Shu Weiyi, and his voice soon became gentle.

Shu Weiyi, who leaned on his chest, blinked with some doubts, but she didn't ask much. Then she smiled and said, "well, it's late. Let's have a rest."

Shu Weiyi has just been discharged from the hospital and really needs a lot of rest.

Originally, Jane boyao wanted to be with her, but it was getting late, so he didn't bother her anymore.

"OK." then Jian boyao picked her up horizontally and walked directly to the bed.

He gently put her on the bed, then lay on her side and gently patted her with one hand.

"Good, close your eyes and go to sleep." Jane boyao's low voice is full of magnetism and very good.

Shu Weiyi looked at the man in front of her. Her little face was slightly red. She blinked and closed her eyes obediently.

The next second, her lips suddenly hit a warm.

Jian boyao still couldn't resist her innocent and lovely appearance. He leaned over and kissed his little woman gently and lingering.

Shu Weiyi whispered out, quickly stretched out two small hands and actively hugged Jian boyao's neck.

Two people's kisses, unconsciously deepened.

Before the curtain was pulled up, the night outside became deeper and deeper

The same night, located in the Jazz nightclub on Nandu bar street.

The juse nightclub, which has always been famous for its large scale, takes the high luxury route. People who can enter here are either rich or expensive, and these people have some hobbies.

Juse is a nightclub that exists for the little hobbies of these rich people.

Walking inside, the loud heavy metal music attacked people's eardrums. Everyone on the dance floor wore exposed and hot clothes. The smoke made by dry ice at the bar was everywhere. The drunken people sat there with satisfied and decadent smiles on their faces and drank wine wantonly.

"Beauty, drinking alone? So lonely? Let your brother come with you." at the bar, muyue is wearing a black suspender, a QIB ultra short skirt and thick makeup. The whole person looks like a full Taimei.

"Get out of here! Just your garbage trick, I had it when I was a teenager. Earth is not earth, get out of here!" muyue looked in a bad mood and directly threw the wine in the cup at the man.

Naturally, the man is not easy to provoke. He has never been so insulted.

"You smelly bitch, toast, don't eat and punish, dislike my soil, and I have to go to you tonight!" the man said, and rushed to Mu Yue, and he couldn't help kissing her.

Muyue struggled vigorously. When she called for help, a fist suddenly appeared and hit the man who harassed him heavily in the face.

The man screamed in pain. He wiped the blood on his nose. When he was ready to scold, he raised his eyes to see the appearance of the person who hit him, and immediately counseled him.

"Jue, Jue brother..." the beaten man's voice trembled and his face was pale with fear.

"Go away!" the man called Jue Ge calmly took out a square towel from his pocket and gracefully wiped his hand, with a cold voice.

Suddenly, the man seemed to have received a great amnesty, turned and ran away.

Mu Yueqiang held up the wine and squinted at the man close to her. Then her face became more and more pale. Together with her open lips, she could not help trembling: "Li, Li President... Why are you here?"

Li Jue, the chief executive officer of Shengjing group, is rumored to have both black and white for many years and has his industry all over the world. He himself is very low-key and rarely appears in the company. His meetings have always been dominated by video conferences. Few people see him as a real person. Everyone says that he lives abroad all year round, but mu Yue never thought that he has come to Nandu now.

"Muyue, you really let me down." Lord Li went to muyue and squeezed her chin. The man's hands were very slender and there was a scorpion tattoo on the back of his hands, which looked particularly treacherous.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Li..." muyue hardly dared to look at Lord Li, and she even felt her heart was about to jump out.

Muyue is afraid of Lord Li, and he is really afraid and afraid. For her, Lord Li is a satanic existence.

Satan is the devil.

Lord Li, a man like a devil.