Got married to a billionaire CEO after get off work

After Sang Yu finished speaking, he carefully observed Yu Feiwan's expression. Of course, Sang Yu had some confidence in him this time.

After all, Yu Feiwan also promised that the two of them would be "roommates".

Sure enough, Yu Feiwan nodded: "Okay."

Sang Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She liked that Yu Feiwan kept his promise.

Many men can't control themselves, let alone having slept with them several times. After breaking through the boundaries of normal men and women, it is difficult to behave themselves.

But Yu Feiwan has strong self-control.

As the company employees said, they are very self-disciplined, and such people are very attractive.

Yu Feiwan took a few steps outside and suddenly turned back.

As soon as Sang Yu walked out of the bathroom, she was startled, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Yu Feiwan's eyes darkened, she was repelling him.

Saying goodbye without saying goodbye this time really broke all her trust in him.

Yu Feiwan should have thought that Sang Yu was an insecure person. After being hurt once, he could only build a wall to protect himself, otherwise he would be bruised all over.

The relationship between the two has reached this point, and Yu Feiwan deserves it. He suppressed the regret in his heart, tried not to put pressure on her, and said calmly: "I didn't eat much just now, please eat more."

Sang Yu's muscles relaxed a little: "Okay, I'll eat it myself later."

"I watch you eat."

"no need."

“It’s not too much to be concerned about your health, even if you are a roommate, right?”

Sang Yu had nothing to say.

Breakfast is Western pastries, and there are small knives and forks next to the bread.

Sang Yu is actually a little bit unaccustomed to this, and Yu Feiwan is still here. His aura is strong and his sense of presence is strong. She can't really feel at ease. Her mind is full of what happened last night. Sang Yu Yu was cutting the bread while thinking randomly.

My hand slipped and I was injured.

"Hiss—" Before Sang Yu had time to look at her wound, her fingers were held by a slightly cold hand, and then a warm and moist touch came from her fingers.

Her whole face suddenly turned red.

Yu Feiwan actually looked at him like he was coaxing a child and held his injured finger in his mouth.

"Yu Feiwan, don't...don't, don't, don't..."

Her fingers were so itchy and numb, as if a string of electricity suddenly shocked her fingertips and then spread all over her body. She felt that her legs were a little weak.

Sang Yu suspected that Yu Feiwan did it on purpose. Just as he was about to say something, Yu Feiwan let go. He observed the wound carefully, and then looked at her calmly.

His eyes were very deep, as cold as when the two had just met, without any emotion, "There's no more blood."

The tone is also very cold.

"Be careful when eating." After saying that, Yu Feiwan let go of her hand, as if the intimate behavior just now was just Sang Yu's illusion.

This made Sang Yu a little unsure about Yu Feiwan's attitude.

In fact, he has no attitude, and that is the best attitude.

"Okay, I'll be careful." Sang Yu curled her fingers, but the gentle touch lingered.

Sang Yu couldn't help but think of the feeling of kissing Yu Feiwan... Ah, damn it, what was she thinking, she had to stand firm, it was just a beauty trick, what's the big deal... But this was Yu Feiwan.

But what can Yu Feiwan do? !

Are you forgetting the losses you suffered before?

Sang Yu was busy talking to herself in her mind. When Yu Feiwan left, she didn't have the energy to pay attention to him.

……

Although Yu Feiwan was on a business trip, his work was very intense, especially after he had been away for more than ten days, so he had more things to pile up.

Sang Yu was busy in front of Yu Feiwan today.

Sang Yu's abilities have also improved by leaps and bounds. During meetings, she can give Yu Feiwan whatever documents he wants. The two of them have a tacit understanding as if they have been cooperating for several years, and are very professional and capable, which makes Lan Jia very satisfied. She, who was always picky about her work, also rarely praised Sang Yu.

Let's have dinner together in the evening.

This is a very popular local western restaurant.

Yu Feiwan sat down, with Wen Yan on his right and two empty seats on his left. Sang Yu and Lan Jia happened to be the only ones who hadn't taken their seats yet.

Lan Jia knew the relationship between the two and would not sit next to Yu Feiwan, but Sang Yu took the lead and sat on the far left, one space away from Yu Feiwan.

This is an obvious avoidance of suspicion.

Lan Jia and Wen Yan looked at Yu Feiwan in unison. There was no flaw in his face, and his attention was not on Sang Yu. He exuded an indifferent aura that the two of them were familiar with. This was the most cold and indifferent President Yu. .

It feels cold to look at it more than once.

The aura was also inexplicably more oppressive, and no one dared to speak loudly.

Sang Yu behaved like his little secretary.

He really avoided suspicion!

Lan Jia could only sit between the two of them.

There was a boss here, so of course it was the boss's treat. After the waiter served the food, Yu Feiwan gave him a small tip.

Yu Feiwan is very rich, so he is naturally not stingy in this regard.

Foreigners are more open and enthusiastic. Yu Feiwan’s temperament and appearance are enough to instantly kill all the men in the restaurant, so many people boldly come over to strike up a conversation.

Really a lot of people.

At first, Sang Yu heard Yu Feiwan talk about hating people who fawned over him. She thought it was a bit pretentious. After all, there was nothing wrong with someone liking him. But after one bite, someone came to disturb him. Even a Bodhisattva would feel irritated, and even more so. Not to mention the big CEO who doesn’t have much patience.

"Sorry, I'm married." Yu Feiwan's face was already ugly, almost gloomy.

Sang Yu's heart skipped a beat and she silently ate the steak on the plate without raising her head.

The blonde beauty refused to give up: "But you are not wearing a wedding ring? All married men should wear wedding rings. This is a basic social etiquette. If you don't wear one, it means you don't love your wife."