Dressed as the boss's palm pet

In the bathroom, Song Mengsheng's exquisite and beautiful face was pink because of the steam, but his eyes were lowered in disappointment. Finally, his fingertips left the address book, found a picture of an optimistic smile, and posted it in Moments.

Xia Qiqi saw it just when she refreshed, and called in without hesitation: "What's wrong with you? Did you quarrel with your family?"

Song Mengsheng's thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he tried to keep his tone calm: "There is nothing wrong."

Xia Qiqi seemed to be eating, and there was a sound of trying to swallow something on the phone, and then the other party continued to say: "You can put it down, I still can't see your small mood this day? What's going on? "

Song Mengsheng adjusted a new sitting posture in the bathtub, thinking that there was no one in the room anyway, so he simply turned on the hands-free mode: "It's not a big deal, but when I went out today, Zhao Cheng wanted to take advantage of me and was caught by him I see, the two of them got angry because of a misunderstanding."

Xia Qiqi "tsk tsk" twice: "Honey, sometimes I really feel that your brain is flooded, your chicness, why is it gone? In the past, you wished that Lu Boshen would misunderstand you like this!"

Song Mengsheng sighed helplessly: "Didn't I say that? I still think he is good, and I still want to save my life. If I really divorce him, I think I will be embattled on all sides immediately."

"You've changed." Xia Qiqi suddenly said seriously.

"It's because I'm mature and sensible." Song Mengsheng took the phone aside, got up and walked out of the bathroom, grabbed a clean towel and put it on her body, turned around and entered the steam room again.

As expected of a rich family, there is everything in a bathroom.

She lay in the steam room and continued to listen to her best friend.

"Lu Boshen is not an easy person to get along with. If you are with him, you will only be more careful, and most of them will accommodate him. This is completely opposite to your theory of freedom."

"But if you're not with him, you won't be able to get any spiritual freedom... Forget it, let's take one step at a time."

She wiped the sweat with a towel.

Xia Qiqi sighed softly: "Actually, I think... as for you, there is no need to tease Xiao Xianrou everywhere like before, and you don't need to ease the relationship with Lu Baishen. Even Zhang Han, I don't like him, but I think Liang Wenning is really nice..."

"Yes, you need to have good looks, and you need conditions. I have also read his information. Except for the scandal with me, there is no woman. But I am married, and I have to be responsible for my own family..."

"I really want to send your head to the medical research institute, have a good dissection, and suddenly become a different person overnight. Forget it, I'm afraid of having nightmares, so I quickly go to sleep." Xia Qiqi made a joke, smiling hang up the phone.

After only a few minutes of steaming, Song Mengsheng felt a little out of breath, so he put on his bathrobe and planned to go back to his room to drink some hot water.

At this time, the phone vibrated suddenly, and several messages came in on WeChat.

The remarks actually read——

My prosperous little cutie.

Who is this?
Song Mengsheng looked down carefully
"Honey, I heard that your phone number has been cancelled? No one answered your work calls. You should be off work, right? Are you still angry with me? The moment I saw the news, I specially dialed the private number. Plane time, come back early to find you..."

"Have you seen my message? I want to tell you that even if you don't like me now, I won't give up on you easily. To me, you are someone who cannot give up and leave. "

Song Mengsheng sat on the sofa, frowned and looked around, then clicked on the other party's circle of friends.

It happened to be Liang Wenning sitting on the ground and falling asleep when he was filming the micro movie.

Also accompanied by a string of inspirational text.

"They said that I worked very hard when I was filming. I think my hard work must be worthy of my ambition and worthy of everyone's support and encouragement. Let's work hard together!"

This kid looked optimistic and hardworking.

But since he decided not to have any ambiguous ties, Song Mengsheng deleted the message and ignored Liang Wenning.

Unexpectedly, after turning around and drinking a glass of warm water, several messages came in from the phone.

"When I came back to see you this time, I think you have changed. You will no longer swear to me that you will divorce Lu Baishen byebye, and you will no longer continue to talk sweetly to me, but I think you are more rational and mature, because you I have a very clear view on love and marriage, which makes me more confident in the future. I like you getting better and better."

"It doesn't matter if you don't reply to me. You don't have to consider my mood. As long as you are happy and healthy, I will be at ease. But I still want to tell you that no matter how mature and rational you become, you will always be with me. It's cute to be a willful and arrogant girl, even if she makes trouble unreasonably."

Song Mengsheng looked at the text, his relaxed expression became complicated, and he read it again seriously.

"It turns out that so many shortcomings are nothing to you..."

She actually looked a little moved.

I really like the original body, so I have such a feeling...

Song Mengsheng stood up, walked back and forth in the room, gritted his teeth, and replied to the message: "If there is no Lu Boshen, maybe I will be very moved after hearing what you said, maybe I will be with you. But ..."

She paused.

I'm really sorry Liang Wenning.

I can't stand the original body anymore.

However, it is so unfortunate...

Outside the bedroom door, Lu Boshen just walked back with his mobile phone, and the call page was on.

As soon as he pushed open a crack in the door, he heard voices from inside.

He frowned tightly, and without saying anything, he closed the door and turned to leave.

This situation has changed too much, and they don't even have the intention to quarrel.

On the brightly lit call page, there was also a suspicious voice.

"Bo Shen? Why haven't you found Meng Sheng yet! Grandpa, I'm getting impatient! Did she wear the necklace I gave her? If you send me a photo, it would be perfect!"

Lu Boshen turned around and returned to his room, closed the door casually, and replied in an extremely indifferent tone: "Grandpa, what are you so concerned about her doing? If she likes it, she would have already worn it."

"It's true, I care so much about what to do! It's you, you should work harder on her! Don't have a cold face all day long." Ancestor Lu's gentle tone contained a little bit of reproach and order.

Lu Baishen put his mobile phone on the side cabinet with a nonchalant expression, opened a bottle of red wine, and slowly poured it into the decanter: "There is no need to work hard on her."

Anyway, she also has Liang Wenning.

I heard that she found a celebrity Xiao Xianrou, but I didn't expect to find the most popular one.

Lu Baishen felt that there was nothing more to say between the two of them.

And Song Mengsheng on the other side.

Then, with fair and beautiful fingertips, he tapped on the keypad of the phone, and sent Liang Wenning back a message.

"But, you are not Lu Boshen."

After a long time, Liang Wenning did not reply.

Song Mengsheng shrugged indifferently, concealing the bitterness in his heart, and walked back to the bed and sat down step by step.

She grabbed a pillow with both hands and held it tightly in her arms: "Hey!"

This time, the misunderstanding with Lu Baishen became like this, and she didn't intend to insist on explaining it to the end.

I feel that talking too much is of no use at all, and in Lu Boshen's eyes, it is just talking but not doing, it is better to take one step at a time.

Maybe one day this knot of misunderstanding will be solved by myself.

Song Mengsheng relaxed his mind, turned around and tidied up, and continued to sleep.

The next morning, she and Lu Boshen called Song Keke, who had trouble getting up, and had breakfast together.

Lu Baishen walked with elegant and steady steps, holding a suit jacket in one hand, ready to go to work.

But as soon as she stood up from the dining table, the butler came up in a difficult way: "I'm sorry, young mistress, the young master told you to reflect on it at home."

Song Mengsheng squinted at the person in front of him with sharp eyes, and stretched out his hand to push him away: "Get out of the way."

The butler turned his head, glanced at Lu Baishen who had just walked out of the villa, and bowed deeply to Song Mengsheng: "I'm sorry, young mistress. Come here! You must not let young mistress leave this villa!"

Two bodyguards immediately appeared in front of Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng looked at them angrily and amusedly, and approached them forcefully: "I can fire you."

The two bodyguards stood there expressionless, and blocked the way with their hands outstretched: "Go back to Young Mistress, the bodyguards of the Lu Group only obey Young Master Lu's orders."

Song Mengsheng angrily turned around and picked up the milk cup on the dining table, and greeted the two of them: "You two get out of here quickly! You still won't let me go to work! Can you bear the responsibility for delaying the progress of the client? ?”

However, when the milk cup really fell out, it hit the feet of two bodyguards.

The servant waiting beside her turned pale with fright.

Is the young mistress' prehistoric power about to be unleashed again?
The two stood motionless, as if they would never escape even if the sky fell and the volcano erupted.

"It really pissed me off!" She roared unbearably, clapping her hands on the table.

Yesterday, about Zhao Cheng's incident, she had to make an announcement quickly and never cooperate.

In case Zhao Cheng is shameless, he ran to the studio to make trouble.
This has to be arranged in advance!

Song Keke was sitting alone at the dining table eating, and was taken aback.

She was timid at first, but now she burst into tears and turned around to jump off the chair: "Why did you lock up Mother Song? Didn't you see that she was angry?"

When Song Keke cried like this, Song Mengsheng became even more upset, anxious about the work in the studio.

She endured the anger in her heart, turned around and sat beside Song Keke, and patted her back softly: "Don't be afraid, don't cry, eat obediently."

Song Keke held a spoon in her little hand, and looked at her with teary eyes: "Then mother Song, what do you do?"

Song Mengsheng's appointment leaned back in the chair: "Cold salad. If I'm not allowed to go to work, then I'll just rest at home and find something to do."

She looked at Song Keke who was sobbing, and at that thin body, her heart moved, and she suddenly came up with an idea.