Chapter 361 Why doesn't anyone like Lu Qinghe?
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In the afternoon, Lu Qinghe returned to her apartment, hoping to continue living alone with her and try to win her favor again. But as soon as he entered the house, he saw Song Yanzhi sitting on the sofa!
He frowned. Why was that man here again? Had they gotten back together?
"What are you doing here?" Lu Qinghe asked in a deep voice as he entered.
"This is my wife's home. Isn't it normal for me to live here? I advise you to leave on your own initiative. Don't try to play tricks on me. If you dare to use these tricks on her again, it won't be as simple as just punching you a few times."
Song Yanzhi leaned back on the sofa with his long legs crossed, a half-smoked cigarette between his hands on his knees, radiating a powerful aura that warned him.
Considering that he had indeed saved his woman, he didn't want to kill him, but one should know when to back down.
"What tricks did I use? Attorney Song is a top lawyer; he speaks with evidence."
Lu Qinghe smiled at him, ignoring his warning. She was Nanxia's savior; she wouldn't do anything to her.
As long as his assistant wouldn't tell the truth, Song Yanzhi really couldn't expose him, but he still kindly reminded him.
"Don't be complacent just because your assistant is helping you now. She won't help you like this for no reason. Be careful, one day you might fall into her trap."
"I've already fired Duan Xue for what she did last night. Besides, she didn't help me at all. Lawyer Song, please stop accusing me." He glanced towards the bedroom and deliberately spoke loudly, as if to say, "Nan Xia should be in the bedroom, right?"
Song Yanzhi was too lazy to watch his act and waste his emotions. He stood up and went to the master bedroom. After entering, he deliberately closed the door so that the man wouldn't see what he and his wife were doing!
Nanxia held the phone in her hand and glanced back at him. She was calling her sister. She hadn't seen her for several days, and the girl hadn't called her either. She was a little worried.
Song Yanzhi walked behind her, wrapped his arms around her from behind, lowered his head, and gently bit her fair neck, teasing her with the tip of his tongue...
A sudden itch swept through her entire body, and Nan Xia couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her face flushed red, and she nudged the man behind her with her elbow, whispering, "You...you get out!"
He buried his head in her neck and nuzzled against her, his voice low and husky as he uttered a few words: "What did you just say? You want it?"
Nan Xia gritted her teeth and pushed him away with one hand, feeling somewhat helpless towards this shameless man. "Who wants it? Don't be shameless. I'm calling my sister right now, so stop messing around."
"Go ahead and hit me." Song Yanzhi kissed her from her neck to her earlobe—Nan Xia was about to get angry and teach him a lesson when the phone connected, and her sister's voice came through:
"Sis, is something the matter?"
"I haven't seen you for several days, I was a little worried about you. Are you alright?" Nan Xia endured the itching caused by someone and tried to keep her voice steady and normal as she asked.
"Don't worry, Xiaoyan and I are both fine. We've been a bit busy with work these past few days, so we haven't been able to visit you. We'll go to the hospital to see you after get off work today." Nan Weiwei thought she was still in the hospital.
“I’ve already been discharged from the hospital. Just come to my apartment and we can have dinner together tonight,” she said.
"Great! You're all better now, sis?" Weiwei asked with concern.
"She's almost fully recovered." She's been eating very well and getting plenty of nutrition during this time, so she's not only gained a few pounds, but her injuries are also healing very quickly.
Song Yanzhi's hands were also restless, rubbing and pinching her body here and there. Hmm, she was indeed more fleshy than before, and it felt very comfortable to touch.
Nanxia felt a little hot from his teasing, and tried to grab his fidgety hand with one hand, but his large hand kept her swaying from side to side, making her annoyed—
“Even if you’re feeling better, you shouldn’t go to work. You should stay home and rest for a while longer. Anyway, you don’t need the money. By the way, have you and that guy surnamed Lu gotten your marriage certificate yet?” she asked with concern.
"No."
"That's good. Even if you want to repay a debt of gratitude, you can't be in such a hurry to get a marriage certificate with him. Marriage is a big deal. Anyway, I don't really like him and don't want him to be my brother-in-law," Nan Weiwei said, pouting.
Nan Xia found it strange that no one liked Lu Qinghe. This man was quite gentle, considerate, humble, and polite in front of her.
Upon hearing his sister-in-law's words, Song Yanzhi couldn't help but laugh. He whispered in his wife's ear, "See? The eyes of the masses are discerning! You're the only one who thinks that man is good."
"Don't interrupt." She turned and glanced at him.
Nan Weiwei's eyes widened in surprise, and she teased, "Sis, Lawyer Song is in your apartment too? Doesn't that guy surnamed Lu live there too? You live with two men, it must be exciting to have one on each side, right?"
Nanxia smirked at her sister's teasing remark. "Teasing you my foot! If you tease me again, I'll spank you!"
She smiled slightly, not daring to joke with her sister any further. She suddenly pushed open her office door, saw it was Chen Yan, and said to her older sister:
"Sis, I have work to do now, I'll come to see you as soon as I get off work."
After hanging up the phone, she looked at the man who walked in and asked, "Mr. Shen, is there something you need?"
"This plan is quite good." Shen Yan placed the folder on her desk with considerable appreciation. She was becoming more and more admirable to him; six years ago, she was still a willful little girl.
“Then let’s proceed with this plan,” she said.
The man nodded, then asked, "Are you going to your sister's house after get off work?"
"Yes, I'll take Xiaoyan with me."
Shen Yan walked over to her, pinned her against the desk, and said, "Take me with you too. A wife should follow her husband's lead."
“We’ve only been lovers for a month, what do you mean by ‘wife sings, husband follows’? Oh right, there are still seven days left, Mr. Shen, don’t forget your promise.” Nan Weiwei looked at the man who was very close to her and turned her face slightly to remind him.
Only seven days left? Shen Yan looked at the woman who was still indifferent to him, and felt a pang of pain in his heart. After so many days, he still couldn't warm her heart.
"Don't worry, I'll give you the ledger. Can you be a little more affectionate towards me these last few days? Don't be so cold," he asked, putting his arm around her waist.
Nan Weiwei didn't want to upset him in the last few days and ruin everything, so she simply replied with a single word, "...okay."
"Then why don't you give me a kiss?" he asked, looking at her.
"This is inside the company, the door isn't even closed..." she said, glancing at the doorway.
“I don’t care,” Shen Yan said.
Nan Weiwei could only give him a light, fleeting kiss on the lips. Just as she was about to move away, he suddenly grabbed her head with one hand and deepened the kiss.
She was about to push him away, but then gave up and let him be.
Outside the door, a design department employee was about to knock and come in when he suddenly saw the two kissing inside the office. Shocked, he backed out and immediately started gossiping with his colleagues:
"Hey, do you guys know what kind of relationship our director has with President Shen?"
"It's a superior-subordinate relationship, what else could it be?" a colleague laughed.
"Would a simple superior-subordinate relationship involve kissing?" she asked with a smile.
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