Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Song Jingming slumped in the boss's chair, his eyes filled with gloom. When had he ever suffered such grievances?

Being beaten, scolded, abandoned, and blacklisted.

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure it out. Kicked the desk: It doesn't matter, just block her. There are many women in the world. I am outstanding, so it doesn't have to be you.

For a whole week, Song Jingming couldn't bear to contact Wen Ying.

As for Wen Ying, she was so busy that she had no time to spend time with her children, and working part-time took up all the free time in her life.

What's more, since Wan He appeared, she has been very clear-headed and even felt ashamed of some of her previous unrealistic ideas.

It was almost time for tutoring, and Wen Ying was getting ready to go out and take the bus. The cell phone rang, it was Mr. Lu, the employer, and Wen Ying hurriedly answered the phone.

"Wen Ying? I happen to be at Hangcheng University. It's almost time. You can take my car to go home."

It could save money on the bus, so Wen Ying hurriedly agreed, packed up her things, picked up half a piece of dry bread, and walked out of the school.

It was an Audi, calm and majestic, parked under the shade of a tree.

Wen Ying trotted over. It was hot in the summer, and sweat quickly broke out on the tip of his nose. When I got in the car, I was aroused by the air conditioner in the car and couldn't help but shiver.

Lu Cheng looked at the trembling girl and couldn't help but curl up his lips: "I turned on the air conditioner, I'm sorry." In fact, he was not in the same boat, but after a week of contact, he had a crush on this girl from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe it's because of sex? After all, Wen Ying was so beautiful that no one in the crowd could help but look at her more.

Wen Ying hurriedly shook his head: "It's okay, Mr. Lu, it's quite cool."

Wen Ying always cautiously calls him Mr. Lu, which makes him feel itchy.

"Mr. Lu, is little brother Lu home?"

Lu Cheng shook his head: "Not yet, he can take the bus by himself, don't worry about him."

"Your brother is really good and obedient. He also studies hard."

Lu Chen stared at the rearview mirror and raised his eyebrows: "If he passes the final exam in English, I will definitely thank you..."

Wen Ying smiled and took out the bread to eat quickly. When he arrived at the student's home, he could start the class directly.

Lu Cheng looked at the bread that was not even sunken and frowned: "We haven't bought any groceries today. Let's go to the supermarket first. After we buy the groceries, I will go home and cook for you and your brother. Classmate Wen will also try my cooking. Bar."

Lu Cheng smiled so hard that it was impossible to refuse.

He and Song Jingming have completely different approaches. Song Jingming was arrogant and overbearing. But Lu Cheng, from a scholarly family, exudes a comforting gentleness all over his body.

Wen Ying looked at the bread in her hand, her cheeks flushed, not knowing whether to say thank you or no.

I could only carefully put away the half of the bread and whispered back: "Okay, Mr. Lu, thank you."

Wen Ying almost never goes to the supermarket. Her biggest expense is at the fruit stall in front of the school.

So in the supermarket, she could only help Lu Cheng push the shopping cart. When Lu Cheng said what to buy, she followed behind.

The two of them shuttled through the fresh food area. Lu Cheng wore rimless glasses with very clear lenses and thin silver temples. Under the incandescent lights of the supermarket, he looked very elegant. But Lu Cheng is not elegant in appearance, and can even be said to be a bit frivolous and seductive.

Wen Ying looked a little dumbfounded.

Until Lu Cheng came over and asked her in a dumb voice: "What are you looking at, are you stupid?"

Wen Ying's face turned red to the roots of his ears, and he immediately tightened his grip on the shopping cart pusher.

"Nothing, nothing."

Lu Cheng hid his smile, but still couldn't help but squint his eyes. Under the gentle glasses, the ends of his narrowed eyes seemed even more attractive.

Wen Ying thought of Song Jingming again. Song Jingming looked tougher and more arrogant than Lu Cheng. He was not as gentle as Lu Cheng.

After blocking her, Song Jingming didn't look for her again for a week. Maybe, he also wants to forget this ridiculous experience quickly, right?

Wen Ying stopped thinking about it and followed Lu Cheng closely, watching him buy vegetables, fruits and meat.

Lu Cheng held up an orange: "Classmate Wen, do you like oranges?

Wen Ying nodded: "I'm not picky about food."

Lu Cheng picked up the orange and muttered in a low voice: You are so good.

Wen Ying didn't hear it, but this scene was seen by Secretary Li who was buying groceries not far away. He quickly took a photo and even sent it to Song Jingming: "Boss, guess who I met."

Song Jingming looked at the photo and saw the woman who blocked him. Now he is looking at the orange in another man's hand and giggling. The two of them are shopping in the supermarket together?

What kind of relationship is it that allows two people to be so close to each other and go shopping in the supermarket? If he read correctly, there were vegetables in the shopping cart, so the two of them were going to cook together?

I remembered what Wen Ying said two or three times by the lake.

The man in the photo seems to be in good condition. Is this what she said twice or three times?

Song Jingming gritted his teeth and looked extremely ugly. The reply was: "None of my business."

Secretary Li took another photo. It was a photo of two people lowering their heads to study the freshness of the fish. The two heads were close together, about to hit each other: "Boss, it's Wen Ying!"

Song Jingming looked at the photo he had just sent, and his heart burned. He pressed the screen of his phone and replied: "It's none of your business?"

Secretary Li didn't know that the two of them had been fighting and had never reconciled. Now she just thinks that her boss must be crazy. He didn't dare to reply anymore, but secretly followed them to listen to the wall.

"Mr. Lu, the time is almost up, let's go home first. There is only one hour in the evening, and I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."

Secretary Li covered her chest, as if she had heard a huge secret. He took out his cell phone tremblingly, wanting to send a message but not daring to do so. Decided to call Song Jingming.

Song Jingming was not angry: "What are you doing again? Do you want to resign?"

Secretary Li covered her phone and whispered hastily: "Sorry, boss, Wen Ying seems to have found another job."

Song Jingming was already unhappy, and he instantly felt that Secretary Li was challenging his bottom line: "Are you fucking sick? She'll just find her! Is it possible that I can still tie her up?"

Secretary Li was scolded, but was not angry: "Boss, I just heard Wen Ying say, why don't I come to your house for an hour tonight?"

No one spoke on the other side of the phone, only Song Jingming's breathing could be heard. Then he hung up the phone directly.

One hour? hehe. This man can't do it.

Song Jingming clenched his fists, with bloodshot eyes, slammed the table, picked up his suit jacket and left the office, got into his Maybach, and rushed out with a black face as he kicked the accelerator.

Secretary Li took out his cell phone: "Boss, they went to Emperor Jingyuan."

Emperor Jingyuan can also be regarded as a wealthy area. Wen Ying, you really have a big appetite.

Song Jingming had gloomy eyes and gritted his back molars. The air pressure in the car was as low as freezing point.

Secretary Li secretly followed Lu Cheng's car and stopped at Emperor Jingyuan, constantly looking at his watch.

Finally, the sound of the accelerator of Song Jingming's Maybach came from behind, and Secretary Li hurriedly stepped forward to greet them: "Boss, they are on the third floor. Look at the kitchen with the lights on. The man is cooking."

Song Jingming lifted his legs and got out of the car, put his hands in his trousers pockets, and had a scary look in his eyes. He doesn't know why he came...

In the kitchen, Lu Cheng cut an orange and handed it to Wen Ying: "Classmate Wen, it's very sweet."

Wen received a piece and ate it without any doubt. She was so sore that tears fell down, her face wrinkled together, and her eyes turned red.

Lu Cheng looked at the tears squeezed out of her eyes, hanging on her trembling eyelashes, and his heart stopped for a beat. He took out a tissue and couldn't help but wipe her tears. "So sour?"

"Mr. Lu, it's not sour, it's sweet. Try it." Wen Ying endured the drool on her cheeks and went to lie to Lu Cheng.

Even though it was like this, he actually tricked him into eating it. Lu Cheng thought it was funny, but took a bite. It was really sour.

Wen Ying chuckled, her eyes showing slyness.

The smiling faces of the two fell into Song Jingming's eyes. This was not a transaction at all, this was a fucking love affair. The more Song Jingming looked at her, the colder her heart grew. She thought her boyfriend was the male classmate named Zhao, but she didn't expect there was another one outside the school.

No wonder she didn't take him seriously. Song Jingming's eyes flashed with traces of injury, then he turned around, got in the car, and drove away.