Chapter 163

"Ah..." she was picked up by him for a moment without checking. She immediately put her hands around his neck. She knew he was going to hold her. She must walk over obediently and in good order.

Don't do this now. She can feel her ears red. It's really

As soon as Lu Mingyu put her down, she sat straight and upright, looked at his figure, smiled and asked, "President Lu, when you said this, did you think about how many employees Lu has?"

"Not every employee has such treatment." Lu Mingyu sat down opposite her and looked at her through the soft warm light. "You are the only one."

"Really... Flattered." She turned her eyes to the rose on the table and no longer looked into his deep eyes.

She really doesn't want this treatment!

"Just like it." Lu Mingyu winked at the waiter. The waiter waiting outside the door began to serve the dishes one after another.

When did she say she liked it? Big boss, are you hearing or imagining?

Looking at the exquisite dishes in front of her and the pressure revealed by someone across the street, she was not good.

"President Lu, in fact, I don't like extravagance and waste on my birthday. I prefer small warmth. I think I'd better go home and spend it with my family. President Lu is wise and powerful. I must not have the heart to watch my family waiting for me to go back all the time. Warm is so lovely. Are you willing to let her wait for me?" Her speech doesn't work. Move out and try it.

"What you said seems... Reasonable." Lu Mingyu took the mobile phone on the desk, looked at her with dark eyes and tried to dial, "do you think I should send someone to pick them up, or should we go back together now?"

"No, I really don't. In fact, I think it's OK to have a birthday like this occasionally." She immediately picked up the knife and fork in front of her and bowed her head to eat.

"Really not?" Watching her immerse herself in eating, the mobile phone in her hand was put down.

"Mr. Lu, eat quickly! I have to go home soon after eating." She said with a smile, but she wanted to insert a knife and fork into him immediately.

But why did she ignore someone who was against her and asked him to eat faster? He ate very slowly. She felt that the roses on the table withered faster than he ate.

But looking at his elegant and noble appearance at dinner, her anger was stifled again.

"I'll go to the bathroom. Mr. Lu, take your time." She got up from her seat and walked out.

Although the way he ate was pleasing to the eye, she remembered the sunny and warm in her heart. She really didn't want to enjoy him eating, so she went out to get some air, although the bathroom was not so suitable for breathing.

As soon as she left, Lu Mingyu put down the knife and fork in her hand and tried to wait until she came back.

Suddenly, there was a cell phone ringing across the street. He looked at the door, got up and walked across the street.

Took out the ringing mobile phone from her bag, looked at the word "Yang Yang" displayed on the screen, and her heart beat faster.

Yang Yang's phone. Does he want to answer it?

In his expectation, they should speak face-to-face for the first time, but at present, it seems more inappropriate not to answer.

Slender fingers crossed the screen and picked up the phone. The top of the cold mobile phone touched his auricle. Rao was not nervous and hesitant at any negotiation table. He didn't know what to say in the first sentence in order to make him have a good impression on himself.

"Mommy, when will you be back? Did that bad uncle bully you again?" Yang Yang's voice was childish, but his tone of voice revealed a youthful and mature spirit.

Is he a bad uncle? He bullied her?

Very good. Nie Yiyi, you taught me very well. When you are tired of playing games, we will work out this account.

"Your mommy, she won't come back tonight. She works overtime." He raised his mouth slightly and fought with him. Neither of them could match him.

"Bad uncle, today is Mommy's birthday. How can we let her work overtime? We're still waiting for her to come back!" Yangyang is so angry that their mommy can't go home on her birthday.

Lu Mingyu tightened his hand holding the mobile phone. He could hear that he was worried and seemed to be crying. He suddenly felt a little distressed. Maybe he should let her go back.

He said softly, "uncle will send Mommy back later. It was just a joke."

"Really?" Yang Yang doesn't believe it.

"Of course." In front of his son, it is necessary to establish a good image. We must completely eradicate the impression of a bad uncle.

Nie Yiyi, the Liang Zi between us is really big!

"Goodbye, uncle." Yangyang soon hung up the phone and went to explain the situation to wennuan and Tang Shuo.

Lu Mingyu was still in a daze with his mobile phone. Suddenly, he smiled and put the mobile phone back in place, and the figure also returned in place.

Looking at the exquisite three-layer fruit cake on the table, it seems that she doesn't need it tonight.

The same is true for roses. At least give them gifts, which he specially prepared for her.

Standing in front of the bathroom, I turned on the tap and washed my hands. Looking at her deliberately disguised face reflected in the big mirror in front of me, I thought of Lu Mingyu in my mind.

Except that he was drunk that night, he didn't show his true face in front of him at all. How was he so sure?

Te's work experience? Or he Huahui's nonsense, or her eyes without disguise, can they distinguish a person?

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even know when Lin Weiwei would arrive in front of her. Only when she heard her voice did she react, "Miss Nie."

"Mrs Murong." She turned off the tap and smiled a distant and indifferent smile.

Lin Weiwei watched her pull out a paper towel and wipe her hand. Her eyes focused on her hand. There was too much difference between the color of the skin on her hand and that on her face.

"Miss Nie's hands are well maintained. Why not take good care of her face? After all, the first thing people see is her face, not her hands." Lin Weiwei looked at her movements, and her doubts kept amplifying.

I don't know if it's her illusion. I always feel that Nie Yiyi is not standing in front of Nie Yihan.

But has the time changed so much in a few years? In the past, it was known as a pure school flower, with skin like coagulated fat and a face like wodan. With a frown and a smile, it took away the hearts of many men.

Murong Heng was fascinated by her in those days. Even now, I still miss her.

No matter how many women he is looking for outside, there is only one woman he likes most in his heart, that is Nie Yiyi.

She knows this very well.

Nie Yiyi saw that she had been staring at her, but coldly hooked her lips, turned and left.

The wrist was suddenly caught. She looked at Lin Weiwei coldly, "Mrs. Murong, what does this mean?"

Lin Weiwei looked straight into her eyes. Her big eyes were so smart that she couldn't help shouting, "Nie Yiyi!"