The heat sprayed on Shang Miao's neck when he spoke, and Shang Miao couldn't help but turn sideways.

However, Sheng Yu's hand was firmly imprisoned on her wrist, and Shang Miao couldn't move.

Feeling a cold touch on her neck, Shang Miao was shocked, and felt Sheng Yu kiss her ears little by little along her slender neck.

Shang Miao's ears were sensitive, and he softened almost immediately.

Sheng Yu's eyes deepened by two points, and he put his hand around Shang Miao's waist instead, and directly brought the person down on the sofa.

There have been eight years between them, and Sheng Yu couldn't know more about Shang Miao's body, and he easily ignited the fire.

The windows of the living room were not closed, and the wind with the rain blew in, and the curtains swayed.

The cold wind blew on Shang Miao's skin outside, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to push Sheng Yu away.

was already on the sofa, Sheng Yu was pushed away by her to the other side of the sofa.

His hair was a little messy, and the buttons of his shirt had spread out in the confusion, revealing large swaths of his chest and abs.

And the nightdress on Shang Miao's body was also pulled down by him, and it was loose.

Shang Miao eased down and pulled up the shoulder straps, before he said after his breathing calmed down, "Sheng Yu, you can see clearly who I am, I am not Song Yinyin."

Sheng Yu's face was not very good-looking, and he was about to speak, when he heard the mobile phone ringing next to him.

It was Song Yinyin who called.

He paused and picked up the phone.

Song Yinyin's aggrieved voice immediately came out of the earpiece, "Ah Yu, didn't you say you were coming to accompany me tonight, why haven't you come yet?"

Sheng Yu pinched his eyebrows: "Wait a minute."

He hung up the phone, Shang Miao was still sitting on the sofa, her nightdress was a little badly damaged, exposing her back.

Shang Miao was very thin, and the two butterfly bones behind him were about to fly. She was white, and she looked even more indescribably broken.

Sheng Yu agreed to Song Yinyin, raised his legs and left.

As soon as he took a step, something sounded, he looked back at Shang Miao, and said without a tone, "Of course you are not Song Yinyin."

After Sheng Yu left, Shang Miao sat in the living room for a while before returning to the room.

Her wrist was just dragged by Sheng Yu and it hurt very much, and it was even a little red.

But these Sheng Yu can't see it.

He just wanted to get drunk and sleep with her.

The next day, Shang Miao went to meet a customer in the morning, and as soon as she entered the company, Xiao Ye said to her mysteriously, "Upstairs is so lively."

"What's wrong?"

"I heard that Mr. Sheng's mother is here, and she is embarrassing Song Yinyin." After Xiao Ye finished gossiping, he sighed again, "But also, how can there be so many slum girls in the world who marry into wealthy families?"

What she said later, Shang Miao didn't listen.

She was just thinking that He Sui would come to the company, she had never liked to be involved in the company's affairs.

But before she could think about it for long, she called upstairs and asked Shang Miao to go up.

When Shang Miao went up, He Sui was sitting in the reception room, and Song Yinyin, who was standing in front of him, had red glasses and obviously cried.

I didn't see Sheng Yu.

She thought for a moment at the door, and He Sui had already seen her.

He Sui's attitude towards Shang Miao has always been bad, and she asked, "What about Sheng Yu?"

Shang Miao said, "I don't know."

"Aren't you his secretary?"

"I'm not in the President's office right now." Shang Miao's tone was calm, she looked at the coffee placed in front of He Sui, wrinkled her eyebrows and walked over: "I'll help you change the coffee to black tea."

He Sui's habit is never to drink coffee.

He Sui snorted coldly, "If you come out of the small door, you can't get on the table."

I don't know if I'm talking about Shang Miao or Song Yinyin, in short, Shang Miao is used to listening to her ridicule, and she can still change a cup of black tea with a blank face.

And Song Yinyin, her already red eyes were even redder, she pursed her mouth, looking pitifully tight.

He Sui was obviously in a bad mood today, she took a sip of black tea, and then put the cup on the coffee table, her tone was sarcastic and sarcastic, "Sheng Yu's vision has always been so bad."

Shang Miao didn't stay upstairs for long, so it shouldn't be her to deal with He Sui's affairs now.

It's just that when I went downstairs, I overheard someone saying behind my back: "It seems that this wealthy daughter-in-law is not good, didn't you see that Song Yinyin was directly picked by Mr. Sheng's mother for being worthless?"

He Sui is really picky, Shang Miao has not been able to get into her eyes for so many years.

I just don't know how much Sheng Yu can spoil Song Yinyin.

When Sheng Yu came back, He Sui had already left, and the colleagues who went upstairs to deliver the documents came down and began to share gossip in the office.

said that Song Yinyin cried like a little daughter-in-law as soon as she saw Sheng Yu, and complained aggrieved.

Shang Miao didn't listen to what they said, and she didn't participate in the discussion.

Xiao Ye stretched his neck and asked, "What is Mr. Sheng's reaction?"

"What can Mr. Sheng do, hurry up and coax."

Shang Miao's typing hand paused, and Sheng Yu really felt sorry for Song Yinyin.

The words He Sui said to Song Yinyin today were already gentler than when he first met Shang Miao.

Sheng Yu still feels distressed.

Yan Shujin would come to Linghua to pick her up, which Shang Miao didn't expect.

As soon as she got off work, she saw Yan Shujin waiting there waving to him.

"Is there anything to do with me?" Shang Miao past.

Yan Shujin asked rhetorically, "Can't I look for you if it's okay?"

After he finished speaking, he laughed and took out a small box: "I forgot last time, this one is the same as the one for you, give it to you, and when I go home and see it later, I always feel that he is too lonely, so I will also bring it to you."

"It's better to have a lover who eventually marry."

This time, the love in the villain's hand is blue, and Yan Shujin gave her pink last time, which is really a couple.

Shang Miao took it and asked with some curiosity, "Do you like ceramics?"

"Grandpa liked it, I learned from him when I was a child." After Yan Shujin finished speaking, he asked Shang Miao, "There is a ceramic exhibition in the evening, if you are interested, you can go together."

Shang Miao didn't have anything to do at night, and was about to agree when he saw Sheng Yu and Song Yinyin coming out of the company.

Song Yinyin held Sheng Yu's arm with red eyes, looking like a wronged kitten.

Shang Miao retracted his gaze, and when he heard his colleague's description in the afternoon, he felt exaggerated, but now he realized that his colleague was not exaggerated enough.

Yan Shujin saw that Sheng Yu always had to say hello, but Sheng Yu's eyes fell but he didn't have much emotion, and Shang Miao didn't react when he looked at him.

Only Song Yinyin held Sheng Yu's hand tighter and tightened, and she urged Sheng Yu in a low voice: "Let's go, Ah Yu, it's too late for a while."

Sheng Yu hummed and walked over to his car.

Shang Miao indifferently retracted her gaze, and she asked Yan Shujin, "Aren't you going to see the exhibition, it's too late for a while."

Yan Shujin was stunned for a moment, then opened the car door for her, and said with a smile, "I thought you didn't like it."

"How so?" Shang Miao paused and said, "The ceramics you make are very beautiful, I like them very much."