Dressed as the boss's palm pet

"You are my woman, and no one can miss you." Lu Baishen's slender and tall figure approached forcefully, and there was a hint of chill in his indifferent tone.

Song Mengsheng thumped in his heart, and slowed down his pace: "Are you angry? Is it because I accepted this pool party invitation, or because you saw me talking to Liang Wenning just now?"

Lu Bai sneered coldly, but did not answer.

Song Mengsheng held his forehead helplessly: "I accepted the invitation because of my work, and I shook Liang Wenning's hand away from the conversation just now. If you don't believe me, you can investigate and monitor."

Lu Bai's deep thin lips evoked a mysterious sneer: "It's not because of these."

"Why is that?" Song Mengsheng raised his face and asked seriously.

Lu Baishen put one hand in his pocket coldly, and his dark eyes glanced at the media reporters who were frantically taking pictures not far away.

 Song Mengsheng looked over curiously, but didn't see why.

Just when he was about to continue asking, Liang Wenning, who was standing on the stage talking, had already helped Xia Qiqi down the steps in a gentlemanly manner, and was walking towards them.

"Mengsheng, I'm about to invite Miss Xia to have a meal together, can you come too? Otherwise, she would be embarrassed by herself."

Liang Wenning stepped forward, smiled and stretched out his hand to Xia Qiqi.

Song Mengsheng happened to have a rather stiff relationship with Lu Boshen, so he ran to his best friend immediately, heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a very low voice, "It's a good thing you're back, otherwise I'm going to die."

Xia Qiqi raised her hand and lightly tapped Song Mengsheng's head like a fight: "You! Maybe it's because I'm too used to you, just separated for such a short time, did you cause something... ..."

Song Mengsheng turned around and pouted.

The two looked at the past together, and found that Lu Baishen and Liang Wenning were staring at each other motionlessly.

Lu Bai frowned coldly, his tall and handsome figure stood on the spot, and his whole body was innately domineering: "Thank you, Mr. Liang, for your hospitality. I just happened to be a little busy today, so I couldn't take care of my beloved wife."

When the last two words were spoken, Song Mengsheng took two steps towards Lu Baishen in shock: "What did you say?"

Afraid that he might not be able to hear clearly, he deliberately tiptoed and brought his ears closer.

Lu Baishen put his arms around Song Mengsheng's shoulders, and looked at the person across from him calmly.

Liang Wenning smiled proudly, his eyes swept across the back of Lu Baishen's hand calmly: "Young Master Lu is really joking, taking care of the woman I like is the right thing to do."

"What the hell?" Song Mengsheng immediately frowned and glared at the person opposite.

Liang Wenning maintained a warm smile, raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Minzhu, and looked at Song Mengsheng intently.

"Don't worry, I know you don't want to be too high-profile in front of outsiders, so I want to explain, the meaning of this favorite doesn't necessarily mean love, I also appreciate you."

"Stop it first! You two are talking weirdly today! As I said, I don't want any high-profile troubles! If you have a job, you should be busy. If there is nothing else, I will withdraw first."

Seeing the two men facing each other, Song Mengsheng hurriedly stood between the two men and interrupted the smoke-free war.

But neither of the two men intended to leave.

On the contrary, Song Mengsheng stood in the middle, and it was not wrong to drive anyone away.

"I said, big brothers, everyone is watching, your serious expressions are about to freeze the water in the swimming pool here!" Song Mengsheng stomped her feet anxiously, and put her eyes on her best friend for help.

Xia Qiqi shook her head helplessly at her, and said with silent lips: "Don't look at me about your affairs."

Song Mengsheng wiped his neck annoyed.

"Come here." Lu Bai's deep obsidian-like eyes fell back on Song Mengsheng's body, and stretched out his hand to Song Mengsheng.

Those fingertips with clear bones and fair and clean skin looked extraordinarily charming.

Song Mengsheng stretched out his hand gently as if being bewitched.

But the handsome and beautiful man behind him shouted unrelentingly: "Meng Sheng, we have to go to the media for interviews together."

Song Mengsheng frowned, and looked back and forth: "Did I say that you have a convulsion today? You must embarrass me under the gaze of so many eyes."

Lu Boshen immediately took a big step forward and grabbed Song Mengsheng's hand forcefully.

Then, he quickly pressed his thin lips to Song Mengsheng's ear, and said in a low tone that only two people could hear: "Don't forget your identity. In front of outsiders, even if your relationship is not good, you have to Do enough tricks."

Such a close distance, such a charming and dangerous tone made Song Mengsheng's thin and tangible body stiffen a bit: "Oh, I see."

Liang Wenning on the opposite side raised his brows amusedly: "Young Master Lu, is there anything that you can't say in person? Even if you want to hide it, Meng Sheng will tell me, we two have everything to talk about."

Why is this deliberately provocative?

Song Mengsheng's sharp eyes immediately stared over.

Liang Wenning raised his hand to tidy it up, his bangs were a little messy, and he smiled softly, not taking Song Mengsheng's words to heart at all.

Lu Boshen heard it, and a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes flashed with a smile that was not a smile: "Then I have to thank you even more. When my wife needs someone to confide in her heart, you are her trash can, and you can listen to her. She's in a good mood and better with me."

Song Mengsheng was secretly startled, put his hands on his chest, and comforted himself numbly.

This Lu Boshen's words are too poisonous!
If you don't have the mental capacity to bear it, I'm afraid you will be vomited blood.

Liang Wenning's complexion changed slightly, and he restrained his smug smile: "I don't think so, she will only confide in people who are important to her. A rich young master like you who wants to save face may not I will understand, and she doesn't need to tell you."

Lu Baishen stood on the spot lazily and coldly: "Whether it is a wealthy family or the entertainment industry, the wealthy family can intervene in the affairs of the entertainment industry, but people in the entertainment industry cannot control the wealthy family. I hope Mr. Liang will respect himself."

This passage was a bit profound, Xia Qiqi scratched her head aside.

Song Mengsheng understood.

The implication of these words is that Liang Wenning has no right to intervene in Lu Baishen's affairs.

If you dare to mess around again, it doesn't matter whether you are pouring out your thoughts or provoking words, he, Lu Boshen, can kill all of you in minutes.

"What are you thinking? Follow me."

Lu Boshen firmly grasped Song Mengsheng's wrist, his cold voice recalled her thoughts.

Song Mengsheng quickly returned to his senses and responded, watching himself being taken away, curled his lips helplessly.

Lu Boshen took Song Mengsheng directly into the VIP rest area.

"I'm going to get something to eat, you just sit here obediently, if you dare to run away, I'll see you."

Lu Boshen gently shook off Song Mengsheng's hand, and pushed her onto the velvet sofa behind him.

He took the things himself to give her a little time to calm down.

Because next, there are more good shows to watch.

Lu Baishen was thinking like this, but he didn't realize that his views on certain things were gradually undergoing earth-shaking changes.
On the rose-red velvet sofa, Song Mengsheng was sitting in the middle, looking around with her shining beautiful eyes.

Many people have noticed Song Mengsheng.

In the past, Song Mengsheng's appearances were all heavy makeup, sexy and coquettish, but suddenly seeing her fresh and natural dress, they were a little surprised.

Some people even think that Song Mengsheng is sitting there, like a little princess waiting for Prince Charming, as beautiful as a painting.

Lu Boshen also noticed the changes in Song Mengsheng, his stern face maintained this unique arrogance and dignity, but he had a subtle feeling in his heart.

Now Song Mengsheng has really changed a lot, and it seems to be more interesting.

Lu Bai's deep black eyes flashed a hint of teasing, he turned to hold something, and walked back towards Song Mengsheng: "I brought some fruit cakes, which you like to eat."

Song Mengsheng got up gracefully to catch it, looked down, and fell silent.

It is indeed what she usually likes to eat.

"But how can you remember?"

She looked at the handsome man in front of her by example.

Lu Boshen hugged her waist calmly, with an evil smile on his face: "You are my wife, how could I not know?"

"Oh." Song Mengsheng couldn't answer, so he pulled Lu Baishen to sit down together.

There are many female stars and celebrities standing nearby curiously, with wine glasses in their hands, whispering to each other from time to time.

"I didn't expect Young Master Lu and Song Mengsheng to appear in the same frame again. When did the two of them get along so well?"

"Yeah, it was rumored on the Internet that they were going to get a divorce, but just now Young Master Lu brought fruit to Song Mengsheng."

Both of them heard the other people's discussion.

 Song Mengsheng was a little embarrassed, but still maintained an elegant sitting posture, with a gentle and friendly smile on his face.

On the contrary, it was Lu Baishen who heard the words, put his arms around Song Mengsheng's waist lightly on her shoulders, and turned slightly sideways, looking over with deep and burning eyes: "How is it? Is the food delicious? Do you want me to eat?" Ask someone to bring some more."

"I don't want it anymore, I'll get fat if I eat too much." Song Mengsheng shook his head.

Seeing that other famous ladies and celebrities didn't touch their knives and forks, she was the only one who ate the most and kept her mouth shut.

Thinking in this way, she suddenly found that Lu Boshen's tall figure was covering her, leaving aside the ambiguous feeling, she was quite like a little bird clinging to others.

My God, this man can exude charm inadvertently!

At this time, Lu Baishen leaned forward a little bit, his obsidian-like eyes looked at Song Mengsheng dotingly: "It's good for you to be a little fatter, but now you're too thin, the hand feel is a little bit worse. "

The last sentence is unstoppable.