She sighed helplessly, opened the thermos box, and saw the seafood porridge.
The chefs who provided them with meals were particular about using fresh and large quantities of ingredients, for fear that these bigwigs would find fault with them.
A rich seafood flavor rose with the hot steam, filling her entire nasal cavity and flooding her entire brain.
Looking at the rich porridge and the fishy smell, Lin Ruolan felt uncomfortable. He quickly picked up the trash can on the ground, bent down, and retched into the trash can.
Fortunately, my stomach was empty. I took the tissue and wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth. My mind was full of that guy’s wanton smile.
What a terrible prank! Lin Ruolan's heart was finally stirred and she gritted her teeth.
Sitting on the black leather office chair, she breathed slowly, her rationality finally taking over, and she slowly pushed away the bowl of seafood porridge.
"Lin Yi."
After a moment, the secretary hurriedly pushed the door open and asked, "Minister, what's the matter?"
"I wanted to give it a try, but I found that I overestimated myself."
Lin Ruolan pushed the seafood porridge away with a wry smile on her face.
"I haven't eaten this yet, let's switch."
As the minister's personal secretary, this request was certainly not excessive, but Lin Yi looked embarrassed.
"What's wrong?"
"Minister... I ate river snail rice noodle." The secretary muttered quietly, and then immediately added, "I ate it while hiding in the corridor!"
Lin Ruolan felt that after Fang Ming's stirring, her ability to accept new things had improved. She gave a forced smile.
"It's okay. No one is here to report today. Just bring it over."
…
After strolling back to his residence, Fang Ming opened the gate of the yard in a happy mood.
In the front yard, a charming cheongsam beauty was sitting on a swing, swaying slowly along with the swing. She looked a little dazed, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
The black-bottomed plum blossom cheongsam I wore last time is completely scrapped.
Today, Lv Wan was wearing a blue and white porcelain-colored cheongsam, with her hair tied up in ancient costume as she leaned against a rope. She looked weak and helpless, like a beauty pulled out of an ancient painting.
Fang Ming's figure appeared at the door, and she just glanced at him lightly, her eyes moving up and down with the swing.
Fang Ming glanced at her, sneered with disdain, and walked past her as if she was nothing.
"Wait a minute!"
Lu Wan got up from the swing and called Fang Ming.
She walked slowly to Fang Ming with the grace of a noble lady, looked at Fang Ming with a cold look, frowned and asked,
"Isn't my outfit today...good-looking?"
"Not bad." Fang Ming gave a sincere evaluation.
"Then you..." Lu Wan bit her red lower lip and looked at Fang Ming in confusion.
Fang Ming looked impatient, "Speak!"
Lu Wan slowly moved her face over so that he could see her enchanting makeup clearly.
"Then why didn't you pay attention to me? Why didn't you scold me?"
"You should come over with a frown on your face and slap me, humiliate me, and make me realize my identity as a slave..."
"You should turn this expensive and gorgeous cheongsam into a pile of rags on the ground."
Lu Wan looked at Fang Ming seriously, "Why are you ignoring me!"
Fang Ming stretched out his hand to grab her neck, then suddenly let go, "Bitch! I hate it most when women make me guess what they are thinking. Why don't you ask yourself? Are you worthy?"
"If you want to be a dog, just roll over and greet me. Why do you have to wait for me to humiliate you? Just find a rope and hang yourself on it."
It must be said that the wise man's thoughts were clear when he was scolding people. He was stunned by Lv Wan's scolding and lowered his head in silence, lost in thought.
Fortunately, she didn’t get too excited.
Fang Ming asked impatiently, "Where are the two of them?"
Lu Wan answered obediently, "Killing someone in the backyard."
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