Chapter 162

HengYao group.

In the shortest time, the news that the president came to work with his little wife quickly spread to all departments.

Only this time, Joe no longer felt embarrassed or flustered, but he was more determined.

Sitting on the leather sofa, she raised her eyes and looked at the man who was reading the papers carefully at his desk.

With a well-defined face, deep eyes and three-dimensional facial features, even a few strands of broken hair in front of the forehead are charming.

Raising his eyelids, Lu Zhanshen quietly closes the document in his hand and stands up from the seat.

Looking at the man walking towards him, Joe continues to look silly. Her husband is so handsome that he can't bear to move his eyes.

White shirt, dark suit, upright posture, he is meticulous from head to toe.

The sun shines on him through the French window, as if covered with a mysterious halo, which further sets off his cool temperament.

"Why hasn't it moved yet?" Lu Zhan stares at the heat preservation bowl on the tea table, eyes slightly closed, showing a very dissatisfied mood, "before going out, how did you promise me?"

"I'm getting ready to eat, aren't I?" Qiao wanwan gathered his eyes, picked up the heat preservation bowl full of coarse cereals porridge and stuffed it into his mouth with a spoon.

After a few mouthfuls, she gradually fell down and looked thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Zhanshen sat down beside her, raised his hand and rubbed the back of her head.

Her expression of bitterness and hatred must have been in her mind.

Joe put down the heat preservation bowl, two curled eyebrows tightly tangled together: "when you have a baby, will it hurt? Is all that Aunt Liu said true? Usually I feel very painful when you come in, not to mention such a big child... Can I really give birth? "

"..." Lu Zhanshen can't answer. This woman is just thinking!

"I'm sorry, but I just think too much, and all I think about are some terrible pictures, and I can't control myself."

I can't control my imagination. Is it a reaction to pregnancy?

He kisses her on the cheek. If it goes on like this, he's afraid that this woman will suffer from prenatal depression or something.

After thinking for a moment, he comforted, "after giving birth to this one, we won't give birth any more, OK?"

He gently soothed, as if it really played a role, Joe gently rolled up his lips, water eyes blinked, pan shy: "really? Is it OK to have one? Can it be boys or girls? "

"Be it a boy or a girl, have one."

"But..."

"No, but eat quickly." If she continues to ponder, Lu Zhanshen accentuates her tone.

"I see..."

Staring at her eating more than half a bowl of coarse grain porridge, he went back to his seat and continued to review a pile of documents on the table.

Joe took out her textbook from her schoolbag. She just looked at it for a while. Maybe she was very sleepy. She leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

Until he heard a slight snore, Lu Zhanshen raised his head in surprise. This little fool can even sleep on the sofa.

Because of her weak constitution, he might get sick next time. He quickly covered her with his suit coat, and then carried her to the next lounge.

This is his private lounge. There are beds and quilts in it. Although it's not like home, she can at least sleep more comfortably.

Standing on the side, he looked at her, her eyebrows between the pan silk ripples, seems still very distressed.

He couldn't help bending over and kissing her gently in the middle of her brow. His eyes showed his usual indulgence.

Outside, a few secretaries of the Secretariat wrapped around Zheng Xiang's desk and whispered.

Zheng Xiang is as clear as the palm of his hand: "you all stop talking behind your back, and don't talk about what you have or don't have

"I said Zheng MI, but I just don't know. At the beginning, there was a rumor in our group that the president didn't like women? But now the president's wife, I look ordinary, and she's still a student. How did she get into the president's eyes? "

Zheng Xiang's mouth tut Tut, when he was going to give some advice, he found Qin Wenyao standing at the entrance of the elevator.

"Miss, do you have an appointment?"

"To tell you, Mr. Lu, I'm Qin Wenyao."

……

In the office.

Qin Wenyao is wearing a water blue suit with her hair neatly behind her ears. She is always elegant and decent.

"Didn't you understand what I said that day?" Lu Zhanshen didn't even raise his head.

"Zhanshen, did my return to Jiangcheng cause inconvenience to your life?" Qin Wenyao steps closer, and her gentle eyes pour down on Lu Zhanshen's face.

"Whether you come back or not has no influence on me. But you did cause inconvenience to my wife. "

"Your wife?" Qin warm Yao heart sneer.

inconvenient?

Did the woman say something in front of him?

"Nuanyao, I hope you can understand that no matter before or now, it will never be possible between you and me. Now that my wife is pregnant, I don't want your presence to affect her life. "

Word by word, he said more clearly, but calm tone may make people listen to some cold and heartless.

Is that woman pregnant? Qin Wenyao secretly clenched her fist, shocked beyond words.

"Zhanshen, do you love your wife?" Qin Wenyao's eyes are slightly hot, and Lu Zhan's eyes are full of affection.

"She is ten years younger than you. Do you really think this kind of feeling is love? Are you the one who loves her, or are you just interested in the fresh and clean body? "

Qin Wenyao couldn't help but get more and more excited: "Lu Chenhan knows I've been looking for you. This is his punishment for me..."

Taking out her mobile phone, Qin Wenyao puts the photo on Lu Zhanshen's desk.

"The girl in the picture is my sister, my dream... My sister who just turned 18! Look... She is kneeling at Lu Chenhan's feet. What is she doing... "

Looking at the photos in the mobile phone, Lu Zhan's deep eyes flashed slightly.

With Lu Chenhan's temperament, it's not surprising to do that kind of low and despicable thing.

"If you think I owe you, you can tell me directly what you need?"

Qin Wenyao and Lu Chenhan's entanglement, he did not intend to meddle, but now, the right is to pay off the debt to her.

"I..."

Before Qin Wenyao finishes speaking, the door of the office is pushed open. Qiao walks in late rubbing his bleary eyes.

When she saw Qin Wenyao in the new year, she immediately fell asleep and ran to the man. She put her slender arm around him and complained: "I said I would accompany you to work, but how can you leave me alone in the rest room?"