Taking Wife as Boundary: Young Master Ling Don't Cross the Line

In the wide market, a red sports car is running fast on the road.

The space inside the car is usually quite spacious, but this will make people feel uncomfortable.

After pressing the switch, the window rolls down automatically.

Holding the car window half-handed, he exhaled the breath from his mouth and stomach.

The fingers holding the steering wheel tapped briskly, thoughtful in his mind.

Suddenly she seemed to think of something, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Fortunately, he had saved his hand unintentionally, otherwise Gu Yuege would have really taken advantage of him today.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth, which were still drooping, suddenly lifted briskly.

After driving the car again, Tang Yaoyi did not drive the car to Ling's house, but went to Zhang Li's place by detour.

After the car drove to the community where Zhang Li lived, the security guard at the gate saw that it was Tang Yaoyi's car, and immediately opened the screen to let her car in.

Most of the people living here are mistresses who are taken care of by the boss, or little boys like Zhang Li who are taken care of by rich wives.

Their identities are special. When you come here, even if your surprise reaches your throat, you can only pretend to let them in as if nothing happened.

Otherwise, it means losing your job if you are small, and it will be more terrifying when you are big.

The security guard straightened his mind and watched Tang Yaoyi drive the eye-catching red car gradually out of his sight.

Immediately afterwards, another low-key luxury car drove up.

Because this luxury car looked unfamiliar, the security guard hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to wave the car to a stop.

The car stopped under the gesture of the security guard, and the windows were slowly lowered.

Those who come here are either rich or expensive.

The little security guard bowed his waist and asked with a flattering expression: "Hi, it's your first time!"

There are some mistresses here who are taken care of by the boss, because the boss only comes here once a month, sometimes even once every six months.And this kind of phenomenon has created a window period for women to appear for a period of time. Some women will choose to die until their original partner dies, or until their original partner makes trouble. The days of infinite scenery in front of people.

But some people are not willing to be mediocre, and this kind of people will start to take the money given to them by their bosses to raise some bad guys outside or call prostitutes online to solve their empty hearts.

Therefore, there are often some unfamiliar faces in these luxury houses. Before they know the details of each other, they will not offend anyone, and no one will be able to offend them.

The other party wore a pair of black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a bit like the bodyguard standing behind the boss in the TV.

The other party turned his head slightly, then stretched out his fingers and handed over a business card.

The little security guard immediately bowed and took it with both hands. When he saw the name on it, his hands trembled in fright.The body blocking the side of the vehicle also shrank suddenly, and handed over the business card in his hand respectfully with both hands.

"Hello, please come in."

After letting the vehicle pass, the little security guard slapped his chest in shock until he was sure that the other party had completely disappeared from sight.

I really didn't expect that during his reign, he would still meet such a top-notch person.

When Tang Yaoyi parked the car in the underground parking lot, she sat in the car for a while.

She was still turning the steering wheel with her fingers one after another, her eyes were looking into the distance thoughtfully.

She left that thing at Zhang Li's house. Should she call Zhang Li in advance and tell Zhang Li that she was coming?

The other one was tossing back and forth with the mobile phone, and then slapped the steering wheel to give up.

That Zhang Li was also a prodigal son in the bar before he met her, so where would he be prodigal?

Anyway, I didn't come to look for him today, but I just came to get something, I have the key, open the door, go in and get it, then leave.

Thinking of this, Tang Yaoyi opened the door and walked out.

At this moment, a black Maybach drove in quietly.

When passing by the car shoulder to shoulder, Tang Yaoyi subconsciously glanced at the car of the other party.

A man wearing black sunglasses is turning the steering wheel.

Tang Yaoyi turned her head and took another look at the direction of the car, wondering why she always felt as if she had seen that man somewhere.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't remember where I saw such a person, but I saw so many people every day, maybe it was just a glance, but it left an impression in my mind, which is not necessarily the case.

Tang Yaoyi didn't think too much, but walked straight out of the basement.

"Miss Tang." A voice called from behind.

Tang Yaoyi turned her head subconsciously, but suddenly felt a pain in her shoulder, and then she lost consciousness.

On the other side at this time, after Lu Jiuge cooked the soup on the stove, he carefully put it all into a food box.

In the living room, Liu Yuhao was holding the bowls and chopsticks with his hands. Seeing that Lu Jiuge had already packed the soup, he hurriedly greeted him, "Are you ready? Hurry up and eat!"

Lu Jiuge looked at the table and said to Liu Yuhao embarrassingly: "Yuhao, I'm sorry. This soup won't taste good when it's cold. I won't be hungry right now. I'll come back to eat later."

As he said that, Lu Jiuge pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "Eat first, don't wait for me to come back."

After that, he picked up the clothes on the coat rack and went out.

Liu Yuhao behind him looked at Lu Jiuge carrying the soup box, and took away the keys next to the TV cabinet. A wound flashed in his eyes, and he smiled helplessly, and walked to the refrigerator alone. He opened the refrigerator and took out all the beer in it.

Outside Ling's gate, a white Lincoln stopped.

A woman in a long white trench coat held an insulated box in one hand and pushed open the car door with the other.

As soon as the security guard on duty at the door saw the person coming, he immediately trotted up to meet him.

"Husband Miss Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Jiuge frowned slightly, looking at the security hall.

Is it her illusion?Why is it a little late for her? Although Ling's company is not particularly lively at this time, at least it is not what it is now.

So... depressed.

"Miss Lu, are you here to find the president?"

The security guard's words brought back Lu Jiuge's mind wandering. After Lu Jiuge came back to his senses, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, will your president be off work now?"

In fact, it was already almost eight o'clock, and she wasn't sure if he would go home or not. When she came here, she just relied on a kind of intuition, which told her that Ling He should still be here at this moment.

Sure enough, the security guard nodded straight and pointed to the location upstairs.

"Here, the president is upstairs."

Lu Jiuge felt relieved, turned around and thanked the security guard: "Okay, then I'll go up by myself, thank you."

The security guard stopped, turned back to the security hall, and continued on duty.

Lu Jiuge took the elevator up to the top floor. When the elevator door opened with a "ding", he happened to meet Wang Tezhu who was walking past the elevator door.

"Tezhu Wang," Lu Jiuge called.

Wang Tezhu stopped listening to the voice, and immediately smiled when he saw Lu Jiuge.

"Husband Miss Lu, why are you here?"

These people still can't change their words until now, they always think that Lu Jiuge is the most suitable wife candidate in their mind.

The current facts also prove that this is true.

"Is your president in the office? I made a little extra soup at home, and I can't finish it alone. I feel embarrassed to have lived in their hospital for so long, so I thought of coming to give him some .”

Lu Jiuge praised the soup in Yang's hand, feeling the need to explain.

They are now divorced, and it is better to explain some things clearly.

Wang Tezhu nodded and pointed to Ling He's office: "Yes, the president is busy in the office. It just so happens that the president didn't eat tonight, and your soup was delivered in a timely manner."

Lu Jiuge's gaze followed Wang Tezhu's gestures, and he could indeed vaguely see a figure in the office leaning over the case and doing business.

"Miss Lu, you go there first, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you in."

Assistant Wang raised a pile of materials in Yang's hand.

Lu Jiuge nodded clearly, then walked towards Ling He's office with the soup box in his hand.

The door of the office was ajar, Lu Jiuge stretched out his fingers there hesitatingly, then seemed to have made up his mind, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in." The voice is not as clear as usual, but there is still a trace of fatigue.

Thinking about these things that happened during this period, he was still tired of coping, although he said it was so easy.

Lu Jiuge opened the door and walked in. Ling He, who was leaning over the office and looking at the documents, did not raise his head.

"Is there a problem?"

"I've made too much soup, so I'll give you some." Lu Jiuge walked over with the soup box.

Hearing this sound, the document in Ling He's hand fell out of his hand with a jolt.

He looked at Lu Jiuge in disbelief: "Jiu Ge? Why are you here?"

Lu Jiuge put the soup box in his hand on the low table in the office, and opened it while replying to Ling He: "I suddenly wanted to drink soup today, and then I didn't pay attention when I cooked it. I boiled too much, thinking about it." You probably didn't eat it, so I came here to give you some."

While speaking, Lu Jiuge had already put the soup in a bowl.

"Don't be so busy, come and eat!"

Ling He glanced at Lu Jiuge with a complicated expression, then pulled away the chair behind him and stood up.

"It smells so good!" Before it arrived, I could already smell the fragrance.

The most important point is that this is the soup that Jiuge made himself. He can't remember how long Jiuge hasn't made soup.

"Drink and watch." Lu Jiuge picked up the bowl and handed it to Ling He.

Ling He took a sip from the rim of the bowl, which was his favorite pork belly soup.

"Does it taste good?" Lu Jiuge asked cautiously, since she left the Ling family, she hadn't cooked any food, and she didn't know if it still suits his taste.