Chapter 55: Chapter 55

kissed hand was on fire, so she quickly withdrew her little hand.as soon as it was dark in the line of sight, Lu Hanting kissed him with low eyes.kisses flooded through her veil into the inside.Xiaxi...in another presidential suite, Lu Hanting took a cold shower and came out wearing a black silk nightgown.

Gu Yijin handed over a glass of red wine. "Xia Xiyi is supposed to be unable to sleep tonight. What method does she use to make you clear up from Yin"

Lu Hanting took a sip of red wine. "am I obviously happy"

Gu Yujin leaned on the counter and took a sip of red wine. "I just need to tell others that you are very happy."

Lu Hanting raised his thin lips. He admitted that he was in a good mood. Xia Xiyi was jealous for a phone call. Could he be unhappy

then there was a jingle and the room doorbell rang.

there is a knock at the door.

is Yan Yi.

Yan Yi rushed here as soon as he received the call, and now carefully observed the face of landing Han Ting. "President, is there something wrong with you calling me here"

Lu Hanting sat on the sofa. "Secretary Yan, Huarong answered my phone. Why didn't you say anything about it"

only then did Yan Yi know that his president was just making a phone call about this, and he didn't take it to heart at that time.

"President, is there a problem with this what trade secrets did Superintendent Hua overhear" Yan Yi looked frightened.

at this time, Gu Yuejin sat on the sofa on the other side and glanced at Lu Hanting. "all right, I scared Secretary Yan. It was just a phone call. There was no trade secret, but the phone call was answered by your president's wife. I was misunderstood and jealous. I quarreled with your president for two days and saw that your president came to live in this bar."

"…"

Yan Yi was dumbfounded. In his impression, the president of his family was handsome, mature and powerful, so he shouldn't be a... Strict wife, huh

then there was a jingle and the doorbell rang again.

someone is coming.

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Yan Yi quickly went to open the door. Huarong.

said Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here.

"Director Hua, can I help you"

Huarong, as a public relations director, has been dealing with men, with natural beauty and charm, long wavy hair, and a hot figure wrapped in a red skirt, so that men can not refuse.

Huarong held a thermos cup in his hand and said with a charming smile, "Secretary Yan, I heard that the president has been playing cards all night in the bar these two days. I personally made some soup for the president. I hope Secretary Yan can deliver it."

Yan Yi broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. "Director Hua, I dare not make decisions about the president in private. I will go in and ask the president now."

Yan Yi closed the door of the room and turned back. "President, Director Hua is here and said he made you some soup with his own hands. This..."

Gu Yujin curled her lips. "it is said that this woman's sixth sense is the most accurate. It seems that Xia Xiyi's vinegar is not indiscriminate."

Huarong came to deliver stew to Lu Hanting in the evening. Knowing that Lu Hanting was in a bad mood these two days, it was time for her to lose his temper with his wife, and it was the best time for her to gently understand.

it seems that Huarong, the public relations director, has been thinking about Lu Hanting for a long time.

Lu Hanting has never been short of women around him, and many of them are thrown into his arms. A careful man like Huarong can see through at a glance. He doesn't have any emotional waves, but his voice is thin and cold, saying, "Let her go."

"Yes, president."

"wait a minute." Lu Hanting suddenly changed his mind. "put away the stew and let her go."

"Yes, president."

Gu Yijin looked at Lu Hanting. "the jealousy of this summer evening is not enough. You don't want Huarong to disappear, but you still want to use Huarong to stimulate Xiaxi"face could not really be seen, but his sharp, falcon-like narrow eyes fell straight on Lu Ziyao and Xia Xiyi in the middle of the crowd, overflowing with a layer of gloomy hostility.the reporters trem...