Shadow Bride

Su Xingyu is a little frustrated. In their eyes, she and Lu Shifeng are so unmatched?

Why can a white lotus like Zhuang Heng match Lu Shifeng!

Xia Ranran over there continued Yun Xi's accent. "You deliberately hurt Miss Zhuang's face. Isn't it because you want to marry Mr. Lu? Ha, Toad wants to eat swan meat!"

Seeing that the two people sang and made a concert, the more they talked, the more unpleasant, Fang Luohua on the side couldn't see it: "It's OK, you guys don't say a few words, Miss Zhuang's face was hurt by Xia Ling, what's wrong with Guan Xingyu?"

"If she hadn't instigated Xia Ling to grab the site, could Miss Zhuang be injured?" Yun Xi couldn't resist.

"Who is Xia Ling, who is notoriously unreasonable, what good things can mix with Xia Ling?" Xia Ranran also said. In the woods that day, Xia Ling didn't even wait to see them together. On the one hand, Xia Ranran was jealous of Su Xingyu being favored by the super queen, but on the other hand, he also hated the domineering super queen for not seeing herself in his eyes. , So talk about it without mercy.

Her heart was tormented like a pan of boiling water: How did Su Xingyu indulge in Xia Ling?

Su Xingyu glanced at them coldly: "Nothing makes trouble." These two women are really free enough. One day when she announces the identity of Mrs. Lu Jiashao, the first thing is to reorganize the photography center! Get rid of all those who can only tell the truth if they don't work well! Yes, clear it all out!

Thinking of this, I was suddenly surprised. When did she start thinking about announcing her identity?

Fortunately, her identity was hidden too deeply, even after this turmoil, no one knew the truth at all.

She commuted to get off work as usual, and still took the bus most of the time, but after Lu Shifeng experienced the painful incident of her aunt halfway, every month he calculated the days when she came to his aunt, he would force her to take his Bentley with her. To and from the company. His Bentley is too eye-catching, she doesn't like to sit, every time she gets in and out of the car, she acts like a thief, for fear of being seen.

But even if you are careful, there are still some rumors.

"Have you heard that someone saw a woman getting off Mr. Lu's car this morning." That day, when she went to the pantry to make coffee, she heard several colleagues talking.

One of the colleagues said: "Women? No, Lu is always famous for not twisting flowers and grasses. I used to doubt if he is gay."

Another colleague laughed: "GAY? Come on, I haven't heard that Mr. Lu went to open a room with a big breasted vixen last time. I told you that Mr. Lu must like women!"

"You said, this time the one who got out of his car was the big breasted vixen last time?"

"It's possible. I heard that I was wearing a white dress and a pair of sapphire earrings."

Standing outside the pantry, Su Xingyu was shocked, and subconsciously took off his sapphire earrings, not knowing who was observing so carefully.

"Xing Yu, what are you doing here?" Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind him.

Su Xingyu was taken aback, and the glass in his hand almost fell to the ground. Looking back, it was Fang Luohua. "Nothing," she chuckled, "I'm going to make coffee."

Fang Luohua glanced at her and went into the pantry with her.

The colleagues were still discussing, and when they came in, they said hello: "Brother Luohua, Xingyu, have you heard of it?...￥%...&amp ;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;*" is another good gossip.

Su Xingyu was a little guilty, holding his cup and laughing dryly: "I haven't heard of it, it's fake, maybe it's not necessarily anyone's mistake."

A colleague said: "How is it possible? Many people have seen it. It is said that the woman took Mr. Lu's car not once or twice. Everyone is asking who it is."

Su Xingyu is even more guilty: "Really?"

"Of course," the colleague said, and suddenly glanced at her, "This dress on you is so beautiful, where did you buy it? Why do you all like to wear white, the woman is also wearing white this morning."

The cold sweat on Su Xingyu's back was about to come off, and he concealed and said, "White clothes are quite ordinary."

Several people on the side laughed: "Okay, what are you nervous about? We didn't suspect that it was you. They all said that the woman that President Lu likes has an F cup. You...haha."

There was a sound of kind joking.

Su Xingyu is depressed, is it her fault that her chest is small?

But that's okay, no one doubted her at all.

She lowered her head and forced herself to make coffee calmly, only to hear Xia Ranran, who had been silent next to her, mockingly: "Just her? Want to be President Lu's woman? How can she Su Xingyu? Huh."

Su Xingyu's coffee-making hands paused. Although she was glad that she had not been recognized, it was not a pleasant thing to be despised like this. "Why don't I bother you?" Su Xingyu looked up at her coldly, his voice was cold, "What do you think Lu Shifeng's woman is like? Who are you? It's amazing. You have all the personal preferences of the president. The investigation is clear, why didn't he give you a raise?"

Xia Ranran's face turned red and white, and he didn't know how to refute it.

Several colleagues around did not speak, and they all felt that Xia Ranran was too much to mock Su Xingyu first, and deserved to be ridiculed back.

Su Xingyu left the pantry after making coffee, but she was always a little uneasy. It seemed that she would not be able to take Lu Shifeng's car like this.

When he got off work, Lu Shifeng called again: "Pack your things and wait for me in the car."

"Lu Shifeng," she looked around like a thief, and whispered to him while covering the microphone, "I'll go back by myself, I'll always be found in your car."

"No," he said hard, "you are in your menstrual period these days, and you are uncomfortable."

Su Xingyu sighed. Since the last time her stomach hurts, he has been very tight in this regard, not giving her the slightest bit of freedom. She wanted to ask him, is he not a machismo? What do these women's boudoirs do privately? Unfortunately, she didn't have the guts, so she had to soften her tone to save the country: "Are you going to be okay tonight? You don't need to send me back. It's the same for me to take a taxi." Lu Shifeng didn't get off work on time. The driver detoured to take her home, and he hurried to other places to deal with affairs. Sometimes she will have an illusion, as if he is seriously loving her, but this is just an illusion.

His attitude is still tough and she is not allowed to take a taxi by herself.

She sighed, and had to pick up her bag and walk towards the garage carefully, avoiding people along the way, for fear that people would discover that she was going to take Lu Shifeng's car.

After finally getting to the garage, he saw his dark black Bentley parked quietly, and there was no one nearby.

She breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the side of the car, and was about to go up. Suddenly, she heard an exclamation out of nowhere--

"Su Xingyu, why are you?!"