Work hard today

Lu Liang knew from Qi Xing that Mu Yue had turned down his job in order to be with him wholeheartedly, and the signature smile on his face was a bit more real.

Sensing his good mood, Song Rongrong asked, "Christmas is here, are you so happy?"

Lu Liang didn't intend to explain this to her, so he responded vaguely.

Song Rongrong took a sip of his wine, "I just want to go back, maybe we are on the same flight again."

Lu Liang frowned, "I chartered a special plane."

Song Rongrong was taken aback, and said with a smile: "It's just right, give me a ride."

"inconvenient."

"Forget it's inconvenient," the smile froze at the corner of her mouth, she flicked the broken hair around her ear to cover up, and asked casually, "Are you hiding from me recently?"

Lu Liang took a sip of the wine, and Mu Yue's arrogant and jealous look appeared in front of his eyes, "No."

Song Rongrong couldn't help laughing. Seeing his gentle eyebrows and eyes, she couldn't help but probed: "Have no women pestered you lately? Or a reception or dinner..."

Lu Liang glanced at her sideways, interrupted her, and said flatly: "No need."

"What did you say?" Song Rongrong's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, with a forced smile on his face, "What do you mean?"

Lu Liang looked at her quietly, with dark eyes, as if he had already seen through her heart, "It's impossible for us."

Song Rongrong didn't expect him to rip through the fig leaf so mercilessly, his eyes turned hot, and he said eagerly, "You're going to get married sooner or later, if it's not me, it will be someone else, why can't it be me?"

Song Rongrong's grief and sorrow were too obvious, which attracted many eyes from all directions.

Impatientness flashed across Lu Liang's eyes, and he smiled politely, but what he said made people feel cold all over his body, "This has nothing to do with you."

Song Rongrong's defense finally collapsed, and he left hastily without caring about his so-called face.

After the space next to Lu Liang was vacated, people immediately surrounded him with a clear purpose.He dealt with it gently on the surface, but the irritability in his heart couldn't help surging upwards, wishing to turn it into vicious words and spit it out of his throat.

Past experience told him to be patient, banquets and exchanges, these things are indeed the most boring, and he began to miss Mu Yue again.

After giving himself a long vacation, Mu Yue really fell in love with Lu Liang, even when he was at work.

When Wang Ye was making coffee in the tea room, he happened to meet Yang Xia who was running wildly with milk tea in his hand. As a colleague, he was very impressed with this reckless newcomer.

Yang Xia saw Wang Ye stood at attention quickly, and greeted embarrassedly, "Good morning, Brother Ye."

Wang Ye nodded, "Morning."

"You want to bring coffee to Mr. Lu, that's great." Yang Xia glanced at the cup in his hand, and asked pleasantly, "Brother Ye, can you help me bring the milk tea to Brother Yue?"

Sure, it's a family anyway, Wang Ye resisted the urge to roll his eyes and nodded.

The little assistant seemed very excited, and danced and said: "I met the goddess downstairs just now, and she invited me to join the fan club. Oh, by the way, Qi Yao is also with me."

Does this tell me it really doesn't matter?Negligence of duty can be so aboveboard, Wang Ye complained in his heart, and took the milk tea in his hand with a smile, "Give this to me, you go."

"Brother Ye, you are really a good person." The little assistant issued a good person card every day.

Wang Ye watched the little assistant leave happily, knocked on the door of the boss with coffee and milk tea in his hand, and saw Mr. Lu, who had always been disciplined and strict, was lazily leaning on the sofa, gazing tenderly at the person in his arms... Playing mobile games .

Wang Ye's eyes turned red, and a sentence flew out of his mind: From now on, the king will not go to court early.

Ha ha.

"Cough," Wang Ye hurriedly put away his wandering thoughts and cheered up, "President Lu, your coffee and Young Master Mu's milk tea."

Lu Liang didn't raise his head, "Yes."

Mu Yue raised his head and glanced at him, raised his pretty eyebrows, "Did Yang Xia go crazy?"

Wang Ye was taken aback, trying to save the negligent little assistant, "He seems to be in a hurry, he probably has other things to do."

Mu Yue smiled and shook his head, "So active, I guess I'm busy chasing stars."

My lord is wise, Wang Ye suppressed the urge to kneel and prostrate.

Lu Liang smiled softly and asked curiously, "What star are you chasing?"

"Gu Yanxin, his goddess." Mu Yue still felt a little guilty about taking away her destined assistant, so he asked, "Isn't the headquarters recruiting music producers recently?"

Lu Liang frowned, with vigilance on his face, "Do you want to recommend her?"

Seeing that he was jealous again, Mu Yue decisively kissed him, "Please, Mr. Lu."

The soft voice has a taste of being coquettish.

Lu Liang's eyes flickered, and he turned his head away, exposing the red roots behind his ears, "Okay."

Wang Ye: "..." Well, the modern version of the demon concubine misleads the country.

A few days before Christmas, Lu Liang flew to Country M. Immediately afterwards, Mu Yue saw the report of Song Rongrong appearing at the airport. He was so depressed that he even ate an extra bowl of rice for dinner.

After a long night of sleepless nights, he decided to go out for a while.

Yang Xia and Qi Yao lived next door, it was impossible to hide it from them, so Mu Yue directly invited them together.

Yang Xia asked curiously: "Brother Yue, where are we going?"

Mu Yue licked his lips, with a sinister smile, "If you don't sleep at night, where do you think you are going?"

Yang Xia blushed, and Dayi said sternly: "No, you can't cuckold President Lu."

Mu Yue sighed leisurely, "People's hearts are changeable, even our simple and considerate little Xia Zi has changed."

Xiao Xiazi clenched her handkerchief tightly, and said weakly, "It's not good to cheat."

Qi Yao stroked his stupid hair and sighed, "Since the brain capacity is limited, don't force yourself to deal with such a complicated problem."

Yang Xia: "..." Oh oh, although the eldest brother is supporting him, why can't he be happy?

There are several money-burning places in Beijing, and the top three are the high-end clubs at No. 116 Yuhua Road—Chen Palace.

The King of Kings, people in later generations also love to squander money in the name of the emperor.

Thanks to Lu Liang, Mu Yue is a top member here, although he only came here once or twice.

The simple and unadorned Chen Palace stands quietly in the downtown area, like a dignified and quiet woman, watching the hustle and bustle of the big city coldly, with inherent nobility and arrogance.

Mu Yue came out of the underground garage, walked on the red carpet through rows of carved railings and jade bricks, and walked straight to the reserved private room.

Yang Xia looked like she had never seen the world, looking here and there, feeling excited. "Brother Yue, this is Chen Palace, I've learned a lot."

Mu Yue and Qi Yao looked at each other helplessly, and looked at him with caring eyes in unison.

The little brother who is in charge of leading the way is very handsome, and his smile makes people feel like a spring breeze. From time to time, he preaches and reassures Yang Xia. When he hears the little assistant's startled voice, his attitude is still respectful, and he seems to be of high quality.

The corridors inside the Chen Palace are luxurious, solemn and long.

Passing by a large private room, the little assistant exclaimed, "Why is my goddess here?"

Mu Yue looked over, and sure enough, he saw Gu Yanxin through the gap in the door, she seemed to be singing.

Yang Xia flickered her big eyes, and couldn't move anymore.

"Why are you standing outside, don't you go in?" A suspicious voice sounded from behind them.

Mu Yue felt that the voice was familiar, but when he turned around, it was actually Ren Xiang.

"Oh, you're here too." Seeing Mu Yue's eyes lit up, Ren Xiang invited, "Will Young Master Mu be willing to do me a favor in today's round?"

Mu Shao?Mu Yue raised his eyebrows, looked at his little assistant who was still in love, and responded with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Ren can save a lot of money by treating guests."

"President Lu abused you?" Ren Xiang laughed dumbfounded and joked.

Mu Yue lamented, "That's right, physically and emotionally."

Ren Xiang's eyes flickered slightly, he pushed open the door with a smile, and made a gentle gesture of invitation.

Mu Yue curled his lips and looked at him jokingly, "Mr. Ren has never played with men before, so I don't know. The gentleman's demeanor is not very satisfying for us."

After speaking, he got into the lively private room.

Ren Xiang choked, stared at the back of his head speechlessly, and laughed again the next second.

The alarm in Yang Xia's mind sounded, and she unlocked from the nympho state, and followed Mu Yue step by step, fearing that because of her own mistakes, green grasslands would grow on President Lu's head.

The luxury private rooms in Chen Palace are not small, the place for drinking alone has more than 100 square meters, and the layout is like a small bar.

Seeing Ren Xiang bring Mu Yue in, everyone was stunned, and quickly shouted: "Hey, Mr. Ren, you have changed your taste. Instead of using the water channel, change the dry channel?"

President Duojin brought a pretty little star out to play, it's hard not to make people think wrong.

Embarrassed and angry, Yang Xia subconsciously stood in front of Mu Yue.

Mu Yue rubbed his head, glanced at Ren Xiang, and sneered, "Mr. Ren, why don't you give me an introduction?"

Ren Xiang glanced at him with a smile, with a bit of tenderness and doting, "This is Mu Yue, a new friend, who suits my taste."

Well, we might as well not explain it.

Everyone winked and booed: "I understand, I understand, we are very good friends."

"The big star looks even more handsome up close, and he matches Mr. Ren quite well."

"Don't be restrained, and don't treat us as outsiders. We and Mr. Ren ran to the big friendship with bare buttocks."

……

"Bare butt." Mu Yue opened his mouth and asked viciously, "Is everyone's chrysanthemum well?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's backs tightened, and Qiqi shuddered, "Don't, we don't look as good as you."

Mu Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at Ren Xiang, the corner of that guy's mouth twitched, obviously frightened.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, Ren Xiang hurriedly pulled him away, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Don't do anything wrong."

Mu Yue pretended to be innocent, and patted his face lightly, "To each other."

Seeing their ambiguous behavior, others whistled all over the sky

Ren Xiang was afraid that Mu Yue would say something harsh, so he clarified helplessly: "Okay, this is the end of the joke."

This group of people often hang out with Ren Xiang, knowing his temperament, believe it or not, they all shut up wisely, and by the way, they are a little bit jealous of Mu Yue.

After all, not everyone can take a picture of Mr. Ren's face.

Mu Yue pulled Yang Xia and Qi Yao to sit down, Yang Xia twisted uncomfortably, "Brother Yue, why don't we go back."

"Don't stop, it's already here," Mu Yuet was surprised by the little assistant's appearance of putting him first in everything, and couldn't help hugging him a few times, and didn't let go until Qi Yao protested.Under the teary-eyed gaze of the little assistant, he hooked the corners of his mouth and pouted at Gu Yanxin who was on the stage, "Look, your goddess is going to sing?"

When the little assistant heard this, she really forgot the tragic experience before, and turned into a fanatical fanboy, calling frantically for the goddess.

Seeing this, Mu Yue glanced at Qi Yao sympathetically, and got a big white eye.

The author has something to say:

Yo, cuties, who still remembers Gu Yanxin?