Of course, Wu Yue would not accept a person like Qin Qianzhai who was very young and very fond of Xianxian, but when he suddenly found that his wife was loved by other men, and he was still a man much younger than him, Leng Mingxian's heart was very uncomfortable. （ . . c o M）

So, the boss got off work early again, came out of the president's office with a briefcase, and put a stack of reviewed documents on Sun Yaping's desk, still the same sentence, "If there is anything urgent to find Mr. Ye, I have to leave in advance." ”

Under the eyes of a subordinate, he left with his driver and bodyguard, the hard-working vice president Ye Youxuan buried his head in a pile of unfinished work, and didn't notice Leng Mingxian's departure at all, his secretary at the door Susan couldn't help but feel sorry for him, the boss was too much, and she always threw the job to her top boss recently, and her workload also increased a lot.

Leng Mingxian let him go to the underground garage to drive, got out of the elevator on the first floor, turned the corner and went to the supermarket, bought a large bouquet of red roses, and planned to go home to please his wife.

For Leng Mingxian who had returned home again after work, Sister He took his briefcase, smiled brightly, her eyes fell on the bouquet in his hand, and she thought to herself, finally enlightened, women, whether they like it or not, they have absolutely no resistance to roses.

"Where's Yue'er?" Leng Mingxian saw that there was no Wu Yue in the living room, and his gaze was adjusted upstairs.

"Miss is taking a bath, tired after a day, go to be tired." Sister He took the rose from his hand and said with an appreciative smile: "It's so beautiful, I'll find a vase and put it in, Miss will definitely like it." "Flowers that are waiting to bloom, who doesn't like them, at the end of the year, her young lady will see them, and she will definitely smile very happily.

Leng Mingxian walked towards the bathroom and said to Sister He, "Give me a glass of orange juice." "Go wash your hands and get ready to go upstairs to see Wu Yue.

Sister He put the roses into the kitchen, brought out two glasses of orange juice after a while, and said with a smile: "When Miss came back, she said that she wanted to drink orange juice, but she soaked in the bath until now, you bring it up to see her, don't fall asleep in the bathtub." ”

"Yes, okay." With Leng Mingxian's mind, he took a cup and drank it in one go, took Wu Yue's cup, and went upstairs with brisk steps, Sister He covered her mouth and snickered, turned around and went back to the kitchen to find a vase and insert roses.

Leng Mingxian went upstairs and walked to the door of the room, with a trace of hesitation in his heart, just swaggering in, okay?

knocked on the door and asked tentatively, "Yue'er, can I come in?" "This is his room, and now he is so low to ask if he can enter the door, he is really a little unconvinced, but what can be done, first to make his wife happy, and then he can come and go freely.

"Come in, I'm about to blow my hair."

Leng Mingxian was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened the door and went in, seeing her looking for something in the cabinet next to the door with her hair scattered, "Orange juice." Leng Mingxian handed her the glass and looked at her puzzled, "What are you looking for?" "Sister He must have prepared all the things she was going to use when she was in the bath, what was she looking for?

"Band-aid." Wu Yue drank half of the orange juice and pointed to his half-wet hair, "I'm afraid of wound infection, I washed it in the front, and I didn't dare to touch the water in the back, so I put a band-aid on it first, and I couldn't see it when I was blowing." ”

"I'll blow it for you." Leng Mingxian took her hand, walked over to the dresser, sat her down, and chuckled, "You really know, the wound is not healed yet, don't wash your hair first." Pick up the hair dryer on the dresser, plug it in, turn on the second gear, grab her wet hair and blow it gently.