Rebirth in the entertainment circle:President, please let me go!

Cheng Xun naturally can't guess. In fact, he wants to talk about his boyfriend, but he doesn't think it's right to say it. He thinks it's a bit like asking about Ruan Zaizai's privacy.

However, the answer soon followed.

Downstairs of the hotel, the wind is a little strong tonight.

A Maybach is parked not far away.

In the evening wind, the man was tall and tall, with a straight dark black suit, a firm nose and a firm outline, which set off his cold temperament.

At a glance, it was obvious who the man was.

Lu Mingzhe walked over quickly. Under the gaze of the crew who had finished the banquet, he took Ruan Zaizai's hand and said coldly, "have you drunk now? Pay it off, wake up? "

"No." Ruan then smiled: "I can't pour a thousand cups."

"A thousand cups don't pour?" Lu Mingzhe smiled and prepared to move Yu Ruan to say a few more words, but he seemed to hear a voice of discussion.

"Ah ah! Lu -! This, this seems to be Mr. Lu, who has been on the Lu group of financial weekly! "

"God, real people are much more handsome than in the weekly! I didn't expect to see you here! "

"I really want a signature! overbearing CEO! The prototype of the overbearing president! "

Lu Mingzhe frowned and looked calm. He didn't want to be watched and talked about any more. He hurriedly led his little ancestor away. Just in the crowd, a man came out. Cheng Xun narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "this gentleman, this is Miss Ruan's bag. It just landed in the card seat."

Lu Mingzhe looked at Cheng Xun, took some examination, took the small bag in his hand and said, "thank you."

Unexpectedly, his little ancestor was like a drunken man. He put his arms around his waist and called coyly, "Mingzhe, Mingzhe, I'm a little dizzy. Hold me quickly."

Lu Mingzhe's face turned black in an instant. He didn't pour a thousand cups just now. It's too humiliating.

Little thing, don't call his brother again, just call Mingzhe?

Huh? Are they so close?

"Mingzhe, Mingzhe..." the girl put her hands around his waist and muttered, "Mingzhe, I'm so dizzy. If you don't hold me, I'll faint."

"I fainted. You're the one who lost face."

"You!" Lu Mingzhe glanced sideways at Ruan again. His eyes were frozen to death, but with a trace of helplessness, he reached out to pick her up and walked quickly to the car.

"Mingzhe ~"

Again, the girl's sweet voice sounded in her ears. It was like a little feather scratching hard at the tip of a man's heart: "in fact, I'm not drunk. I lied to you."

"I just heard some women talking about you. I think they must have a crush on you, so I want their crush to die, because you are mine."

"Again." Lu Mingzhe's tone was a little cold and his face was silent: "you lied to me?"

Ruan quickly hugged him around the neck for fear that he would let go and throw her down. He whispered, "don't be angry, don't be angry."

Lu Mingzhe's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a faint sign of speechlessness between his eyebrows. He was trusted by a little rogue?

When he got on the bus, he didn't put it in his hand, but threw it down. He said coldly, "why don't you call me brother? What are you up to? "

Ruan sat up again, smiled and said to Lu Mingzhe, "I'll call you brother in front of outsiders. Privately, I'll call you Mingzhe, okay?"

Her pretty face brightened, her lips were suddenly close to Lu Mingzhe's ears, and she called out in a crisp voice: "Mingzhe, Mingzhe, you see how nice I call you."