Wen Qiao's reply was sharply shortened, and he looked fierce, which was also expected by Lu Yunzheng.

She is like a little hedgehog, sensing someone who is approaching, she will erect thorns all over her body and wrap her softest places.

Since she came back, she has had this cold attitude towards him, he is used to it, and it is a big deal to spend more time peeling off those thorns.

It's just that Wen Qiao's side face said that you don't deserve to be like a thunderbolt smashing on the top of his head, which made him a little breathless.

He pinched his phone, stood at the door for a while, felt his pocket, found the cigarette plug in his mouth, and groped it up and down, only then did he remember that it might be at a bar. I lit a cigarette and put the lighter on the table and forgot to take it when I went downstairs.

He bit the cigarette holder, which was a little damp, and took it out and crumpled it in the palm of his hand.

When I entered the door, I saw a box placed in the entrance, which contained two cups, which they made themselves when they went to the hot spring villa to play, one quilt said fart, and the other was Aunt Rong's.

He had just retrieved it, and he forgot to give it to them.

opened the box, took out the cup where Wen Qiao was writing, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it for a long time, his fingertips rubbing on the handmarks.

*

Wen Qiao went to work as usual.

I caught the subway early, and it rained heavily in the morning, and the subway station bus stop was crowded with people, and there was a long queue for taxi apps.

Early in the morning, I received a text message from Assistant Li saying that Mr. Lu would go to the company, and he didn't delay squeezing the subway for a moment, and he just stepped on the clock when he arrived at the company.

Wen Qiao put down his bag, took a glass of water, turned on the computer and sat down to start the day's work.

Turning on the computer and sorting out the day's forms, there was not much work, but it was also quite tedious, and she took a sip of water. Staring at the screen, the group message flashed, and she slid the mouse to click on.

Ahem! A man's dry cough sounded in his ears.

When she looked up, she saw Assistant Li standing next to the table with a large bouquet of flowers, and a box with intricate and delicate ribbons tied to it.

Assistant Li put the flowers on Wen Qiao's table and said with relief: My task is complete.

He put down the box and slipped away.

Wen Qiaohu suspiciously pulled out the card in the flower, and what caught his eye was Lu Yunzheng's handwriting, which was different from his casual personality, and his words were strong and powerful.

--Jojo, good morning.

......

Wen Qiao closed the card, and repeated in his mind what happened at the door of his house last night, and his good mood sank inch by inch, as if he had returned to the freezing point of last night.

Lu Yunzheng really thought that if he played a scoundrel and hooked his fingers, he would be able to make her bow down.

Dream on.

Wen Qiao picked up the bouquet of flowers, and felt distressed for a moment. It's really a pity to throw away just because I think the flowers are very good-looking, but well, this flower is the same as Lu Yunzheng's intention, the shelf life is too short, so I still throw it away.

The trash can was too small, and she went to the pantry with the flowers in her hand.

I plan to offer this flower to the cleaning aunt to decorate the pantry.

When passing by the Ministry of Commerce, Xiao Jia stopped Wen Qiao and said with a smile: Ah, this flower is so beautiful.

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows, is it good-looking?

Xiao Jia leaned back in his chair and teased with a smile, who sent it, so hearted?

Wen Qiao pursed his lips, walked next to him, and handed over the flowers: Send you.

Xiao Jia thought that Wen Qiao was joking, who knew that Wen Qiao really put the flowers on his table, and left a sentence, don't put them on the table and leave.

The fragrance of the flowers is fragrant, and Xiao Jia happily moved the flowers to a position, which is very conspicuous, and you can see the bright yellow almost as soon as you enter the company.

Lu Yunzheng was late.

With his hands in his pockets, he made a phone call as he walked.

Recently, he has a few projects to be busy, and he doesn't have much time to come to Sugigoe, most of them are in the branch for meetings, and some time ago Wen Qiao calmed down and endured not coming.

After last night, if he doesn't come to brush up on his presence, I'm afraid something will really happen.

Listening to the phone casually, stepping through the door, as soon as he looked up, he was attracted by the flowers on Xiao Jia's desk, and he didn't even hear what the person on the other end of the phone was saying.

Murmurmured. That's it for now. I'll call you back.

After hanging up the phone, he walked to Xiao Jia's desk and tapped his fingers on the table.

Xiao Jia was so busy that he thought it was the neighbor who was looking for him to smoke, and he muttered without looking back, you go first, I'll come later.

After speaking, he realized that the air pressure around him was low, and suddenly turned his head to Lu Yunzheng's displeased eyes.

Almost instantly, Xiao Jia bounced up from the chair and stood with his head hanging down in a proper manner, Mr. Lu.

Lu Yunzheng has a lot of prestige in the company, even if he is cynical, he is ruthless and resolute, and he is respectful to him.

Lu Yunzheng glanced at the bouquet of flowers, and his heart was uncomfortable.

That's the flower he picked up on the Internet for a long time before placing an order, how did it end up on Xiao Jia's table?

He curled his fingers and pointed on the table, where did this flower come from?

Xiao Jia was stunned for a moment, immediately reminisced, and explained: Ah, this flower, it's Secretary Wen...... At Mr. Lu's cramped eyes, he swallowed bitter water and said euphemistically: Secretary Wen put it here.

......

Lu Yunzheng hummed expressionlessly, didn't ask any more, turned around and walked towards the office.

Xiao Jia sat down on the chair as if he had lost his soul, looked at the bouquet of flowers with a complicated mood, and secretly sighed Secretary Wen, I was almost sent away.

Of course, Wen Qiao was busy sorting out the guest list for the company's anniversary celebration, and he didn't even notice the wonderful scene at the Ministry of Commerce.

She prepared the guests who participated in the celebration, and when the event was crowded, Lu Yunzheng could not remember everyone's situation clearly, so she needed to prepare a document in advance to familiarize herself with the situation.

She knocked for a moment, her shoulder aching. Raise your head and move your neck.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw Lu Yunzheng coming over, staring at her with a smile, her eyes met for a few seconds, and Wen Qiao moved away calmly.

Lu Yunzheng walked up to her, knocked on her computer, and went to my office.

He pushed the door open and walked in.

Wen Qiao waited until the door closed, then took a breath and followed.

Lu Yunzheng stood at his desk. Holding his hands and staring at Wen Qiao, his eyes surging with unknown emotions.

There was such a fuss last night, and the two got along very awkwardly, Wen Qiao stood by the door and called him in a low voice: Mr. Lu.

Lu Yunzheng took the documents on the table and handed them to Wen Qiao with one hand, help me send them to General Manager Qi of the Ministry of Commerce.

Wen Qiao walked over to pick up the papers. Secretly relieved, and was about to ask if there was anything else, Lu Yunzheng suddenly turned around, approached her, grabbed her wrist, and gently pulled her into his arms.

With his head down against her neck, sucking on the unique fragrance of her body, his impetuousness was instantly appeased, and at the same time, certain impulses were also awakened.

He asked in a low voice, "What do you like, tell me?"

Wen Qiao squirmed, being tightened by his building, and the two of them were closer together.

Wen Qiao reminded him in a low voice: Mr. Lu, without my consent......

Lu Yunzheng originally wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid that she would block her with this words, so he smiled on the tip of his tongue, and his tone was a little dissolute, Secretary Wen, can I apply to hug you?

Wen Qiao felt that he was cheating, so he obviously hugged him and applied with him, doing this kind of shameless thing.

She didn't know that Lu Yunzheng was used to being promiscuous, and her threats were really useless.

Then, an idea suddenly flashed into my head. Move first, stay away from him, and then think long-term.

Lu Yunzheng hugged her enough, then let go of her, rubbed her earlobe, her throat was a little sandy, I think you can't sleep, I admit that I have a desire for you...... But there are also other ......

Wen Qiao couldn't hear him say such things. After struggling twice, and with a hard push, he staggered backwards, and swept down a pile of papers with his big hands on the desktop.

Wincho turned and walked out, his wrist being pressed against the wall with a thud, and then a hot body pressed against her back.

Lu Yunzheng's tall figure completely hid Wen Qiao in his chest and the fingertips of the wall, he lowered his head and kissed her neck, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he deliberately made a sound, hooked his sexy voice and said: You have to make a sound, everyone knows our relationship.

His voice also became sandy, we were married, you forgot?

Little by little, he remembered and wanted to eat away at her reason. You can't like me anymore?

Wen Qiao tensed up, usurping his fists but unable to exert his strength, and his tone was extremely cold: I won't always pick people up in the garbage heap.

He brushed away Wen Qiao's long hair pressed on his shoulders, kissed his thin neck, and said with a smile: Then I will take the initiative to give it to you. You can punish me however you want when you come back to me, okay?

Wen Qiao struggled twice, broke away from one hand, and scrambled hard. Hit him in the abdomen.

Lu Yunzheng was in pain, let go of her, covered her painful abdomen, and smiled lightly and dangerously.

Wen Qiao panicked, opened the door and walked out.

She didn't know what she had become, so she didn't dare to go to the pantry, so she sat on a chair and looked in the mirror, but fortunately, her lips were red and she couldn't see any different color.

When he lifted his hair, he paused, and there was a small dark red mark on the place where his neck was pressed against his collarbone, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he must have just deliberately made it.

Wen Qiao was uncomfortable, pulled over the collar, and buttoned it up. Pretend not to see it.

Ding-ding-beating on the computer.

Lu: I'm sorry, I can't help but see you.

Wincho: Get out.

After this farce, Wincho felt extremely tired.

Fortunately, a difficult customer called, and Lu Yunzheng personally contacted the other party, which gave Wen Qiao a chance to breathe.

Time flies.

Wen Qiao finished the last wave of information, raised his eyes and looked at the time, it was twelve o'clock.

Zhu Jiajia sent several messages to ask her what she was eating, and Wen Qiao stretched. took the phone and went to find Zhu Jiajia.

The two ate in the cafeteria downstairs.

Zhu Jiajia propped her head, lost her appetite, picked up the vegetables with chopsticks, lowered her eyelids and said: I heard that Lu Qian got married. Hey, I don't know who is so good.

Wen Qiao's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, how do you know?

I heard that Lu Yunzheng was married and divorced, Zhu Jiajia's girl was heartbroken and became scum, she couldn't do anything, and her heart was empty.

......

It's really a good thing not to go out, but a bad thing to spread thousands of miles.

Zhu Jiajia was lost for a while, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at Wen Qiao, you are General Secretary Lu, do you know what his ex-wife looks like?

Wen Qiao shook his head with a smile, and listened to Zhu Jiajia ask: Has Mr. Lu been looking for someone to do recently?

How to answer this, you can't say that your beloved Mr. Lu is stalking me, Wen Qiao thought about it and said: I really don't know.

After speaking, Zhu Jiajia was even more lost, like a lovelorn girl, her eyebrows were frowning, you can help me inquire.

Wen Qiao rubbed her hair and changed the subject: Do you know where there is a house for rent near the company?

As soon as she heard this, Zhu Jiajia raised her head suddenly, and said in disbelief: Are you going to move?

Wen Qiao said that Yuebanwan was too far away from the company, the commute was too long, and he felt very tired, all of which were true, of course, the most important reason was that he didn't want to be a neighbor with Lu Yunzheng.

Zhu Jiajia couldn't understand the brain circuit of rich people, but she still turned over the circle of friends and found a reliable intermediary for Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao took advantage of the rest to add an intermediary. It just so happens that there is a suite for rent in the Yunge community near the company, with one bedroom and one living room, which is very suitable for single white-collar workers like Wen Qiao.

The intermediary work efficiency is high, almost after Wen Qiao is willing to understand, he sent the floor plan and the real photos of the room, Wen Qiao is more satisfied with this, and he doesn't want to go to see the house, so he paid the deposit directly on the app. Make an agreement to move as soon as possible.

After getting off work, I asked Zhu Jiajia to go to see the house together.

The environment and security of the Yunge community are good, the new house is very well decorated, one bedroom and one living room, it is very suitable, Wen Qiao began to pack her luggage when she got home, she lived until the middle of the month and a half when she dragged a suitcase, and when she left, she also had a suitcase.

Go out with your suitcase in tow. Stand at the elevator door and send a message.

With a ding, the elevator door opened, and Lu Yunzheng walked out of it, looking at each other, time stood still for a few seconds, and his gaze moved down and stopped on her suitcase.