Dressed as the boss's palm pet

At this time, a group of business teams happened to pass by the elevator door.

It seems that he also came to the Lu Group to discuss matters.

Song Mengsheng was a little embarrassed and continued to speak.

Lu Bai's obsidian-like eyes looked at Song Mengsheng scorchingly: "What will happen if I'm not satisfied?"

Song Mengsheng braced himself against the curious eyes of the people around him, lowered his voice and said close to Lu Baishen's ear, "At worst, I'll let you kiss enough when I go home."

Lu Baishen's fingertips tightened slightly, angry and funny: "You are really confident in your charm."

On the contrary, Song Mengsheng looked so angry that he was about to cry: "Then what do you want? You are abnormal today!"

"You're kidding, let's go." Lu Baishen withdrew his hand, and with an imperceptible smile on his thin lips, he walked out of the elevator.

Song Mengsheng pouted pitifully from behind, and took slow steps.

The people next to me saw it, and they were all envious.

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The work was going on smoothly, and Song Mengsheng also held several meetings in the SunGoddess studio, and arranged the work in an orderly manner.

Because Peng Ranxu was proud of the spring breeze, he didn't bother Song Mengsheng much at work, and he was much more secure.

On the contrary, Yang Xu was very diligent. He ran to the door of the studio every morning, noon and night, waiting for Peng Ran to get off work.

Every time Peng Ran sees Yang Xu, she shows her affection exaggeratedly.

Song Mengsheng ignored it and pretended he didn't see it the whole time.

Peng Ran simply pulled Yang Xu and sat at the door of the studio, the two of them were in love with each other.

Xia Qiqi saw it, and said sarcastically: "This is the studio, not a place for you to show off your affection. It's okay to wait for someone, just say a few words during working hours, don't take your salary and do nothing!"

"I think some people like to hurt others! Right, dear?" Peng Ran raised her head and leaned on Yang Xu's shoulder.

Yang Xu happened to see Song Mengsheng passing by with documents and materials, and he stumbled a little: "Yes... right... You'd better go to work, don't let people make trouble, I'll be here waiting for you."

Peng Ran smiled happily and got up and went back to his post.

Song Mengsheng happened to be discussing environmental protection design with several other jewelry designers at work. He passed by Yang Xu several times, and felt that Yang Xu's eyes seemed to be staring at him closely.

 It felt a little strange, but I didn't take it to heart.

In the middle, Yang Xu's cell phone rang once, and then he got up and walked outside the studio. He didn't know what to say to someone, and looked into the studio from time to time.

Song Mengsheng thought that Yang Xu was going to do something again, so he gave Zhao Yanluo some instructions quietly.

Zhao Yanluo smiled mysteriously, pretending to go shopping, and passed by Yang Xu.

Not long after that, he walked back as if nothing had happened.

Song Mengsheng was dragged back to the office by Zhao Yanluo.

"Boss, I just heard that Yang Xu and Peng Ran are actually together to get close to you."

Song Mengsheng sneered: "Really? No wonder he always looks at me."

Thinking about the messages I have received in the past two days on my phone, I feel very speechless.

There is nothing too ambiguous, but they are all concerned with daily life.

Zhao Yanluo nodded very firmly: "I just heard what he said, and it seemed that he wanted to prepare a gift for you, but I didn't know what to choose, and I didn't hear any calculations. It must be because I want to get back together."

"I hope to do something." Song Mengsheng glanced at the phone's address book, and continued to sneer.

If Yang Xu makes any noise, he can give him a good beating and drive him away.

For example, since Gao Yangguang heard that Lu Boshen was going to hold him accountable, he almost disappeared without a trace, how clean it was.

But if it's someone... who has no relationship, dangles in front of his eyes every day, no matter whether he drives him away or not, it's easy to be said to be ambiguous.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Yanluo suddenly couldn't understand.

Song Mengsheng withdrew her gaze, and turned to look at her: "If the relationship problem is not resolved, it will be muddled. I will observe and observe."

As soon as the two people here finished talking, a courier came in with two bouquets of flowers.

Song Mengsheng was called out by the courier.

"Is it Mr. Song? This is the lily that Mr. Yang Xu gave you."

The courier put a large bouquet of flowers in Song Mengsheng's arms.

Song Mengsheng was forced to take it, and saw Peng Ran who was also holding a bouquet of roses not far away at a glance, and asked suspiciously: "It's fine to give the flowers to Peng Ran, why give them back to me? Did you send them by mistake? "

Peng Ran glanced at Song Mengsheng jealously, and pretended to be generous and said, "That's because Yang Xu thanked my cousin for taking care of me on weekdays, and sent you a bouquet of flowers by the way."

"This... I really want to thank you, thank you... for taking care of everyone." Yang Xu's tone paused for a moment, and then he said this sentence boldly.

Song Mengsheng thought for a while, and then put the lily back in front of Peng Ran: "Thank you for your kindness, my cousin has been the darling of the family since she was a child, Yang Xu, take good care of her, she likes flowers very much, you can take this together Let's go back."

He said so on the surface, but in fact, he didn't want to accept it at all.

She had seen Peng Ran's jealous and hateful eyes a long time ago, so she didn't want to get into more trouble.

Sure enough, after the words fell, Peng Ran unceremoniously caught the lily with one hand, and complained, "Honey, let me just say it, my sister doesn't like flowers, how nice are you to give them to me."

Yang Xu supported Lily with one hand, and looked at Song Mengsheng with some reluctance: "Take it... This is me too... Our heartfelt wishes."

"You see my cousin likes her so much, so don't give up. I have to go to a meeting, thank you in advance." Song Mengsheng looked at Peng Ran with a smug face, sneered in his heart, turned around and continued to work.

About ten minutes later, when everyone was about to get off work, Shen Ningyi followed.

"Come, come, I bought fruit for everyone, let's all taste it together."

"Auntie, you are a person who is in good spirits on happy occasions. You will have a good son-in-law in the future."

Everyone praised Peng Ran and Shen Ningyi.

Shen Ningyi smiled triumphantly: "Oh, low-key, low-key, when young people fall in love, we elders let it be, and of course hope that they can develop well."

Song Mengsheng knew that it was my aunt who came over, and when she entered the opposite office, she nodded symbolically and said hello: "Auntie, sit here and chat, there is coffee, milk and tea here to drink as you like."

Originally, it was just to be polite, but Shen Ningyi sat on the sofa arrogantly, with her legs crossed: "I won't drink the coffee in this office, my future son-in-law will take me to a high-end restaurant in a while."

Song Mengsheng twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled dryly: "Well, my aunt must eat and drink well. With such a son-in-law in the future, I will definitely not have a headache or a sore waist. I will be in a good mood every day!"

It happened that Xia Qiqi also packed up her things and came out. Hearing these words silently, she secretly smiled and cooperated exaggeratedly: "Oh! It's so good to find this future son-in-law! I'm really envious!"

Peng Ran leaned on Yang Xu's shoulder with a happy face, Zhao Yanluo rolled her eyes in the dark with that complacency.

Song Mengsheng quietly blinked at Zhao Yanluo, then smiled and continued to busy with other things.

When it was time to get off work, the employees of the studio clocked in one after another. When Song Mengsheng came out, he saw the three people chatting very happily. pass by.

But how could Peng Ran let go of this opportunity...

"Cousin! Brother-in-law hasn't come to pick you up from get off work yet?"

"He may need a while." Song Mengsheng glanced down at the quiet phone page, and said softly.

Peng Ran stood up with a smile, and stretched out her hand to Song Mengsheng: "How about we take my cousin home? I remember that my brother-in-law came to send my cousin to work in the morning, and my cousin probably didn't drive. In case my brother-in-law works overtime, my cousin is here It's been a long wait..."

"You don't go on the way, so you don't have to see me off, he will come here soon." Song Mengsheng turned around and stood at the door of the studio with her things in her hands.

Thinking of staying away from these people, then give Lu Boshen a call.

Peng Ran pulled Yang Xufei to follow: "Cousin, you can take our car, we just have time."

Yang Xu also moved his lips, stretched out his hand and pointed to his parking space: "You can come too."

"It's still not necessary." Song Mengsheng silently turned his back to the crowd and sent a message to Lu Baishen.

Unexpectedly, there was no reply from Lu Baishen.

Shen Ningyi walked up to Song Mengsheng's side in surprise, and took her arm with a smile: "You can go together, why are you being polite!"

"I'm not being polite."

Song Mengsheng refused very helplessly. When he turned around, he saw Lu Baishen's car just turning around from the intersection. With a happy expression on his face, he ran towards Lu Baishen.

"My husband is here! You guys go away!"

"Then I have to say hello." Peng Ran's eyes lit up, and he quickly adjusted his hairstyle, looking like a woman from a small family, looking down at the ground tightly.

Song Mengsheng looked at it with disdain, and shook his head helplessly.

This couple is really funny.

One is to be close to oneself.

One is for showing off.

Each has his own thoughts.

But it was Peng Ran, the bad woman who almost ruined Yuan Shen's life, who should be guarded against.

Lu Baishen sat in the car with dignity and elegance, and gently rolled down the window, and his handsome face, as carefully carved by a craftsman, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Meng Sheng."

"I'm leaving first." Song Mengsheng greeted casually, turned around and ran towards the car door.

Peng Ran immediately speeded up, overtook Song Mengsheng and chased to the car door, holding the car window with both hands: "Brother-in-law, you are here, I thought you were working overtime at the company and wouldn't take my sister home, that's fine, we can rest assured gone."