Dressed as the boss's palm pet

"I didn't use you, you think too much." Lu Baishen reached out and grabbed Song Mengsheng's arm, trying to pull her to stand up.

Song Mengsheng waved away angrily: "I didn't think too much about it at all. I found that you wealthy circles are very good at acting, much better than those big-name actors in Hollywood."

After what happened today, she suddenly lost too much confidence in the future, and she didn't even dare to expect Lu Boshen to change his attitude towards her.

From now on, as long as the two can get along peacefully.

For anything else, I really don't want anything.

Listening to the sarcasm, Lu Baishen's eagle-like sharp eyes locked on Song Mengsheng, like a hungry beast catching its prey, full of fierce danger.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, strode forward without thinking, his arms tightly grasped Song Mengsheng's slender arms, lifted his body vigorously, and directly carried Song Mengsheng upside down on his shoulders.

Song Mengsheng patted Lu Baishen's back vigorously with both hands, struggling to break free: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Woman, you see that I am not angry all the time, so I am lawless, right?" Lu Baishen grabbed Song Mengsheng tightly, and walked quickly towards the outside of the water park.

Xiao Sheng was waiting at the side boredly. Seeing his boss carrying a woman out so forcefully, he frowned speechlessly, and hurriedly called a car.

Song Mengsheng was still screaming: "Lu Boshen, let me go quickly! Lu Boshen, you big bastard!"

Seeing the car approaching, Lu Boshen pulled out a hand and impatiently opened the door, and directly threw Song Mengsheng into the car.

Then he climbed in and got in, and when Song Mengsheng was about to open the door to escape, he asked the driver to lock the door behind him.

"Song Mengsheng, no matter how presumptuous you are, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Song Mengsheng stared at the man in front of him stubbornly: "You let me out quickly! Be careful, I will tell you about illegal imprisonment!"

"It's coming again! Who do you think will help you?" Lu Boshen leaned back on the chair with a cold expression, and his tone was extremely confident.

Song Mengsheng beat the back of the chair vigorously with both hands: "Then what do you want?"

"Stay at home honestly." Lu Bai folded his arms deeply, and looked out the window with cold eyes.

Anyway, I don't want this little woman to go back to the pool party, I caused too much trouble today...

Song Mengsheng became even more angry after hearing this: "Why do you make decisions for me!"

"It's really noisy." Lu Baishen suddenly pinched Song Mengsheng's thin chin with one hand, and forced Song Mengsheng against the car door behind him.

"If you keep making noise, I'll kiss you."

His deep black eyes stared at the red lips in front of him, and even when he was speaking, his fingertips gently stroked the smooth and tender skin.

Inside the car, the stiff atmosphere gradually turned into an ambiguous one.

The driver quickly put down the shield, wondering whether to get out of the car or not.

But he was afraid that it would disturb the two of them, so he was too scared to move around.

Song Mengsheng looked at the domineering man in front of him, and nervously backed away, but he could only cling to the car door, unable to move.

Lu Boshen looked at her with burning eyes, and moved closer to her.

Song Mengsheng knew that he couldn't hide, so he opened his mouth helplessly, and muttered softly: "There is no escape."

Lu Baishen heard it, and his handsome brows frowned slightly, and then there was a hint of a smile that was not a smile: "Now you have a sense of seeing death as if you are at home."

"If you can't escape, you can only accept your fate." Song Mengsheng deliberately said his tone in a particularly sad tone, trying to dispel Lu Baishen's interest.

However, this bet was quite accurate, Lu Boshen let go of his hand slowly: "I prefer to be willing rather than forcing others."

It is true to say so, but when getting out of the car, there was a breeze blowing by, Song Mengsheng felt a burst of cold, and couldn't help but hugged himself tightly with both hands.

Seeing this deeply, Lu Bai's black eyes flickered slightly, and he simply hugged Song Mengsheng, shielded her from the breeze with his body, pulled her wrist, and walked quickly into the villa.

"Don't think too much, I'm just worried that you will get sick, which will affect the progress of our cooperation."

As soon as he entered the villa, Lu Boshen quickly let go of Song Mengsheng, and looked away with a somewhat unnatural expression.

Song Mengsheng was taken aback by Lu Boshen's actions just now, thinking that his attitude towards him had changed too much. Now that he heard about it, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, took off his suit jacket, and put it in the hands of the housekeeper.

"Don't worry, as long as there are no natural or man-made disasters, I will never delay the progress of our cooperation. After all, it is the first big business deal I personally negotiated."

After finishing speaking, he sneezed suddenly.

Lu Bai looked over with deep eyes.

The butler looked at Song Mengsheng's messy hair, and subconsciously walked forward: "Young Mistress, did you touch the water? Did you go to any pool party tonight?"

"I accidentally fell into the swimming pool. I'll go up and clean it up first." Song Mengsheng said so, then turned and went to Song Keke's room.

When Song Keke sleeps, she always likes to curl her small body together and wrap her quilt tightly.

Song Mengsheng felt that she was insecure like this, walked into the room lightly, stared at that tender and lovely face, and kissed it lightly.

To be honest, she doesn't feel much about being a mother until now, but she has indeed improved a lot in caring for others, and she has a lot of patience in education and companionship.

Song Keke in her sleep felt someone beside her, opened her eyes lightly, got up and hugged Song Mengsheng, and then fell asleep again in a daze.

Song Mengsheng's heart surged with sweetness, her bright red and moist lips slightly raised, and she quietly exited Song Keke's room.

When I turned around and went back to the room to clean up, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Young Mistress, I made brown sugar ginger water for you, would you like some?"

The butler stood outside the door.

Song Mengsheng gently opened the door and took it: "Thank you."

Although she bit the bullet and drank the brown sugar ginger water, when she went to bed and rested, her throat started to hurt violently.

She had no choice but to drink warm water to moisturize her throat, but it didn't help.

After finally being swept away by sleepiness, I closed my eyes and fell asleep for a while, then started coughing violently again.

After coughing until she ran out of warm water, she didn't want to wake up the servants, so she opened the door and walked out with a water glass.

It's just that the front foot just stepped out, and the back foot began to cough again.

Afraid of disturbing others, she covered her mouth with one hand, but there was a posture of coughing out her lungs: "cough cough...cough cough..."

Lu Baishen lived across from Song Mengsheng's room. He was busy with some things and just fell asleep when he was suddenly woken up by Song Mengsheng's coughing.

Song Mengsheng happened to have already walked away at this time, and the coughing sound weakened a little.

Lu Boshen sat up slowly, his tired face became dark.

this woman...

"Cough, cough, cough...Ah!"

Not long after, Song Mengsheng came back with a glass of water, and the uncontrollable cough came again clearly.

At the same time, it was accompanied by sneezing one after another.

At this moment, the door of the opposite room was suddenly opened, and a handsome figure appeared in front of him with a cold breath.

Song Mengsheng froze in place holding the water glass, and something in his memory suddenly burst out.

She felt that the plot in the book seemed to be popping up again!
I remember that Yuanshen also had a bad cold, which woke Lu Boshen up in the middle of the night. At that time, the relationship between the two of them was very stiff, and I don't know what happened. As soon as the two of them spoke, they immediately quarreled.

That quarrel was very unpleasant, and at dawn, Lu Boshen left angrily.

 The original body was also very uncomfortable, and simply rejected all the meetings in the studio, which caused colleagues and partners to be very dissatisfied with life.

Then Peng Ran took the opportunity to take the position, pretending to help Yuanshen, and then took away all the work content that Yuanshen was currently working on.

Thinking back to this, Song Mengsheng's first reaction was to prevent such a bad plot from happening!
She hurriedly bowed her head to Lu Baishen in apologetic way: "I'm sorry, I...cough cough cough..."

"I've asked the housekeeper to call a private doctor." Lu Baishen yawned lazily, and leaned his tall and straight body against the door frame.

Song Mengsheng quickly waved his hand: "Don't be so troublesome, I'll drink some water and go to sleep."

Lu Bai's deep eyes were a bit colder: "You don't want your private doctor to look at it, and you just keep standing up like this, disturbing everyone's rest?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Mengsheng had no reason to refuse.

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In the early hours of the morning, Song Mengsheng was lying on the big soft bed coughing continuously, and finally welcomed the arrival of a private doctor.

The private doctor showed Song Mengsheng carefully with the toolbox, and then raised his hand to look at the thermometer: "Young Mistress, the current body temperature is 38 degrees 4, which is already a high fever."

Song Mengsheng touched his cheek weakly: "No wonder I feel a little hot, I always want to drink ice water...cough cough..."

Lu Baishen, who was sitting by the bed, looked cold, and scolded in a low voice: "You're so sick, and you still drink ice water, what do you want?"

"That's what I said! Anyway, I'm also a sick person..." Song Mengsheng grabbed the quilt with both hands and lifted it up.

Just as he was about to defend himself, he suddenly realized that the plot in the book was continuing to develop, so he quickly shut up.

Lu Boshen stood up slowly, turned around and looked at the private doctor: "Check whether you are taking medicine or infusion now, I'm going to rest."

"Okay, master, go slowly." The private doctor greeted politely.

Song Mengsheng looked at Lu Boshen's attitude of ignoring him, but let out a heavy breath: "Fortunately."

Fortunately, this man left, otherwise, if there was a real quarrel, wouldn't the previous efforts be in vain?

"What's lucky? Young Mistress, do you have any other discomfort?" The private doctor couldn't understand, and asked while flipping through the medicine cabinet.

Song Mengsheng laughed twice: "It's nothing, there is nothing uncomfortable, you can find me some cold medicine and antipyretic medicine, it must be very effective."

"Okay." The private doctor continued to be busy.

This night, after a lot of tossing, Song Mengsheng finally calmed down and rested.

After one night, everyone thought that Song Mengsheng would rest at home well...

Who knew that when Lu Boshen walked into the restaurant after taking a shower, he saw Song Mengsheng who was eating.