Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

The declaration was over, and the marriage between the Cui and Lu families became a foregone conclusion.

But some people don’t want the dinner to go so smoothly, for example...

As soon as he stepped down from the stage, Lu Yixiu's cell phone rang.

Wang Zi watched her pick up the phone with an embarrassed look on her face, and then began to explain in a humble voice:

"Yijun, listen to me... I didn't agree to this engagement... I couldn't do anything about it..."

I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone, but the surprise and panic on Lu Yixiu’s face were particularly obvious.

She was so anxious that she could hardly hold back her voice, "No! I'll go over now! Don't think too hard about Yijun..."

On the other end of the phone, He Yijun looked at the vehicles passing downstairs with a resolute expression, his voice hoarse and choked.

"You don't have to come... What's the point of you coming now?... I don't want to see you again..."

Rejected by Lu Yixiao in bed and abandoned between Cui Yan and himself, He Yijun's self-esteem was completely hurt.

He was very unhappy about the feeling of being beaten by a person of unknown origin.

Normally, he never liked to cry, but in order to make Lu Yixiao change her mind, he held back a few tears. Unexpectedly, after he ran away, Lu Yixiao did not come to find him, but turned around and followed that sickly girl to the marriage party!

He Yijun was unwilling to accept the result. Why did this person ruin his plan as soon as he showed up?

Why can he be so arrogant just because he holds a high position?

Apart from his looks, what else is He Yijun better than him?

He squeezed out a few more tears and wiped them again and again. Hearing him cry so sadly for the first time, Lu Yixiao's heart softened and she instantly turned to He Yijun's side.

"Yijun... wait a minute, I'll be there soon... don't get excited, okay?" She spoke gently, caressing He Yijun's fur.

Wang Zi just stood aside with a look of watching the show, and couldn't help but sneered a few times.

Lu Yixiu turned around and looked at the "culprit", and suddenly she no longer had the mood to argue with him.

"Cui Yan, listen to me, if anything happens to He Yijun, you will be held primarily responsible!"

"what?"

Wang Zi opened his mouth and smiled happily.

"Did I hear you right?" He pointed at his own handsome face with his slender hand.

"I am the one who is most responsible for giving it back... What? Am I the one who didn't give it to me in bed? Am I the one whose heart beats fast and whose face blushes because I am pretty?"

The boy said in a sarcastic tone and sighed slowly.

"...I am really amazing. On the one hand, I made Miss Lu feel embarrassed, and on the other hand, I harmed Miss Lu's lover..."

He paused and took a step towards the guilty Lu Yixiu. A dark light flashed in his eyes as he looked down at her.

"But... Miss Lu, you'd better not talk nonsense, lest you wake up one day and see the erotic scene of you and someone being affectionate on the news."

The threatening words floated into her ears. Lu Yixiu's heart trembled and she felt her whole body trembling with fear.

She laughed vehemently and took a few unsteady steps back.

“…I understand.”

Taking one last look at the smug young man, Lu Yixiu clenched her fists, picked up her skirt and turned to leave.

hateful……

Damn Cui Yan! Why did he make her so passive?

Calling her driver, Lu Yixiu ran straight to where He Yijun was.

……

As she expected, He Yijun was easy to coax. Lu Yixiao just gave in and promised that he would give him a good position in the company, and then he became obedient again.

Now, He Yijun was pressing down on Lu Yixiao and confining her to the sofa.

His hands were dishonestly touching all over Lu Yixiu's body, rubbing and licking her.

"Um…………"

Lu Yixiu made the sound with enjoyment, and the young man's gentle smiling face on the podium suddenly appeared in her mind.

Her body trembled violently and she felt a hand reaching into her underwear.

Just when He Yijun was about to take the next step, Lu Yixiao's phone rang.

She pushed He Yijun, but He Yijun pretended not to see anything and continued with what he was doing.

Restraining her body's reaction, Lu Yixiu reached out for the phone and answered it.

On the other end of the phone, the boy's familiar and pleasant voice rang out: "Good evening."

She was startled and wanted to get up, but she suddenly felt a numbness in her waist. He Yijun was rubbing it very hard.

Even though she tried very hard to hold it back, Lu Yixiao couldn't help but hum:

"Aha..."

The other end of the phone successfully quieted down.

Lu Yixiu was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She covered her mouth in shame and wanted to explain, but she couldn't open her mouth because she would lose control if she opened her mouth.

Just when she thought the call was hung up, the boy spoke again, but this time, with full disgust.

"Ms. Lu, I probably didn't tell you this, did I? It doesn't matter, I'll tell you now..."

His voice, word by word, came from the phone, so cold and without any emotion.

"I hate dirty women."

"Beep..." The phone was hung up.

Cold sweat broke out on Lu Yixiu's forehead. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she pushed away He Yijun who was pressing on her.

He Yijun looked at him in a daze, and it seemed that he could no longer hold back.

"..." Lu Yixiu frowned in embarrassment and turned away from him.

"Yijun, not yet..." She stood up and walked out the door to another room.

"I'm going to take a shower, you should get some rest too."

The tone of voice did not allow for rejection. This was the first time He Yijun saw her being so strong.

Obviously, she always gives in on weekdays.

He clenched his fists, watched Lu Yixiao's gradually disappearing figure, and punched the soft sofa, his anger stuck in his heart, with nowhere to go.