Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

He Zeyu looked at the watch. "I remember a good restaurant nearby, you wait for me."

He called Wu Tezhu and explained some things. He took the suit jacket and dressed it neatly, then took the hand of Shen Mubai.

The two went out of the office, and many employees looked over the road and called out a total of He.

They looked at Shen Mubai with curiosity and gaze, but they dared not talk about it.

After the two people left the company, the two staff members at the front desk whispered, "When is He married?"

"I don't know, don't you just woke up?"

"It’s weird, I haven’t heard of a fiancee before, how did this woman come from?”

"But He always seems to really like her, or else she will not declare her identity so much."

Many people are curious about the identity of Shen Mubai and have speculated about which daughter she is.

In fact, no one can think of it. The future president of the Hess Group, a few days ago, was a poor man with only a few packets of instant noodles.

He Zeyu took the restaurant that Shen Mubai went to. In the past two years, the business was as hot as ever.

He is a frequent visitor here, and the boss is a friend of hiss. He only needs to say hello to occupy one of the boxes.

The dish here is really good, and Shen Mubai almost didn't swallow his tongue.

The opposite He Zeyu handed her a restaurant paper, and she looked at her with deep eyes. "If you like it, we will come often."

Shen Mubai was very enthusiastic about the food. After a sip of red wine, he nodded quickly.

"When I am busy with this time, we are engaged." There was a low and magnetic word on the opposite side.

Shen Mubai was almost killed, "booking... engagement?"

"What's wrong?" The man was dark and deep, and he couldn't see any emotion on his beautiful face. The gas field around him gave a feeling of breathlessness.

When Shen Mubai suddenly stunned, "Is it a bit fast?"

I am afraid that the system has not been repaired yet, she has to marry again.

He Zeyu stared at her, did not speak, and his face began to sag.

Shen Mubai quickly transferred the topic, "What is the doctor? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

The haze between He Zeyu and Mei Yu dissipated a little, but the eyes were always on her body. "Little things, don't worry."

Shen Mubai was uneasy thinking that He Zeyu’s control desire gave her a sense of forced oppression, and she always felt that something was wrong.

After having lunch, I took her back to the company.

"Sleep and go to rest for a while, I will deal with some documents first." He Zeyu said.

When Shen Mubai just wanted to nod, he was held by the other hand and leaned down and kissed.

With a strong possession, a slightly fierce and rude kiss swept every inch of her mouth.

A kiss down, Shen Mubai panting softly in the other's arms.

He Zeyu breathed a little rush, touched her waist and whispered, "Is it sour here?"

Shen Mubai quickly nodded, "uncomfortable."

This is not a fake, tired for a night, still sitting today, really a bit too much to eat.

The big hand on the waist smashed, accompanied by a low, hoarse voice. "I will light it next time."

Shen Mubai believes that his words are ghosts. Don't look at the real world. He Zeyu has a forbidden look. He wants to be in the bed and he is not too much in the spiritual world.

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