Dressed as the boss's palm pet

The reporter showed a regretful expression: "Have you been in love before? Why did you lose it? Is the other party..."

After all, the parties involved were present, and Liang Wenning didn't want to cause any disturbance to offend Song Mengsheng, so he quickly interrupted: "Don't make wild guesses, I haven't been in love at all, it's because I don't want to give up unilaterally."

However, a reporter who was not afraid of death suddenly looked at Song Mengsheng, and handed out the microphone in his hand: "Young Madam Lu, may I ask you if what Liang Wenning just said has anything to do with you? How do you think about your previous relationship with Liang Wenning?"

Song Mengsheng was asked quite suddenly, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Lu Boshen's grim expression darkened: "Whose media is this?"

Xiao Sheng hurriedly pulled the reporter aside, and reprimanded sharply: "Who told you to ask these boring questions?"

Song Mengsheng's expression froze, and he suddenly stood up and stopped him: "I think I'd better answer this question. If I don't answer today, people will still ask these boring questions in the future."

Xiao Sheng didn't know, so he turned around and looked at Song Mengsheng.

Lu Boshen followed suit and said coldly: "Let her talk."

The reporter walked back immediately with a smile on his face.

Song Mengsheng looked at Liang Wenning, turned around and said to the reporter: "Everyone has covered too much about what happened before, and it's useless to deny it. I hope you don't speculate about the specific reasons. But now I can also be sure that it is always good for Liang Wenning." friend."

"Generally, couples will be blacklisted when they break up. I didn't expect to become good friends." The reporter smiled softly.

Song Mengsheng frowned slightly: "You may be mistaken. All the scandals exposed on the Internet before were all my scandals. Have I publicly admitted any couples who are out of marriage? No? So please don't gossip, Liang Wenning is a nice person, he is a good friend, there is no need to be blacklisted. That would make people more suspicious, wouldn't it?"

The reporter nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense, but aren't you afraid that netizens will think you're using Liang Wenning as a backup?"

The reporter asked more and more in-depth questions. After Liang Wenning finished talking with Song's father, he hurried over and stopped the reporter.

"She's right. We are good friends. We don't have much contact with each other in private now, so don't ask these questions."

Song Mengsheng looked at Liang Wenning, turned around and said firmly to the camera: "I have such a good husband, why should I go out to find a spare tire?"

As he spoke, he smiled lightly, and without answering any more questions, he turned around and trotted back to Lu Boshen, and sat down obediently.

He still didn't forget to take the initiative to hold Lu Boshen's hand, and smiled at each other.

That appearance looked very affectionate, the reporter took the time to take two photos, and did not ask these questions again.

After all, Lu Boshen has a very strong aura here, and ordinary people dare not easily try to ask for interviews, so many reporters naturally retreated.

But compared to this, Liang Wenning, who has already entered the entertainment circle, is in a bit of a miserable situation. Many reporters still hold on to this issue.

Liang Wenning had no choice but to take the other reporters to another corner, and answered these questions awkwardly: "Song Mengsheng and I were just good friends from the beginning to the end. As for why the scandal spread, it may be that we took too many photos together before." Too much, it's misleading."

"Then you don't have any ideas about Mrs. Lu?"

"If I say so, will you think that my three views are not right? I definitely have ideas, but I may not even have the qualifications to be a competitor, so I can only be friends." Liang Wenning said calmly smile.

But in fact, he didn't intend to give up his feelings for Song Mengsheng so easily.

Before Song Mengsheng was arguing about divorcing Lu Baishen and wanted to start over, he, the flower protector, wanted to be with Song Mengsheng very much.

It's not just because Song Mengsheng helped him enter the entertainment circle, but also because he likes girls like Song Mengsheng who have a straightforward personality, who can say anything and do whatever he wants.

Unlike those female stars in the entertainment industry, who are euphemistic and delicate, he doesn't like it at all.

Answering this way now is also for the development of both parties, and also paving the way for future changes in my relationship.

……

In fact, before he came, he had expected that the reporter on the scene might ask such a question, and he had specially reminded Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng also gave him an answer in private.

"Thinking of encouraging each other and going through difficult times, this kind of friendship should be the common experience of good friends. It may be too ruthless to say that you are a stranger, and it is a pity. Besides, I really regarded you as a very good person before. Good friends. But now it can be clearly said that they can only be good friends."

"Fuck, ruthless. But this reason is acceptable."

At that time, he used a humorous way to avoid the embarrassment of this answer.

However, doubts were also raised in private.

"There must be reporters who won't let it go easily."

Song Mengsheng gave a very positive answer in the text message: "If anyone dares to spread rumors again, I will sue. If you are ambiguous to me, I will also expel you."

……

Liang Wenning thought back to this point, and did not answer the reporter's next questions.

Turn around and continue to participate in this business exchange dinner with Father Song.

Song Mengsheng occasionally appeared beside Song's father, and sometimes accompanied Lu Baishen to receive greetings from many business people.

About an hour later, Song Mengsheng stepped on high heels and wore a small dress, leaning against the wall with some anxiety, raised his hand and rubbed his waist.

Lu Boshen stretched out his slender arms to hug her, and pressed his thin lips against her ear and asked softly, "Tired?"

Song Mengsheng shook his head lightly: "Fortunately, there are still some things. Do you want to talk to some brand? Let them come over."

"Go and rest first." Lu Baishen's voice was cold.

Song Mengsheng stood up straight, pressed his hands in front of his body, and took a deep breath: "No need, I'm fine."

While speaking, he moved his ankles lightly with his feet.

Lu Bai's deep, narrow, dark eyes narrowed slightly, he hugged Song Mengsheng domineeringly by the waist, turned around and walked towards the VIP lounge.

There was an exclamation at the scene.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, Song Mengsheng shyly hid in Lu Baishen's arms, hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and said delicately: "You are really, you have no defense at all... I'm sorry. "

"From now on, if you are tired, you should take a good rest. Don't do this again next time, you understand?" Lu Baishen tightened the strength on his arms, and commanded sharply.

Song Mengsheng nodded lightly, and put her small face on Lu Bai's deep, strong and shapely chest, listening to the powerful and steady heartbeat, sweetly raised the corners of her lips.

The two followed into the VIP lounge.

Lu Boshen gently placed Song Mengsheng on the sofa in the lounge, and as he spoke, he helped Song Mengsheng take off his high heels: "Take a break first."

Song Mengsheng tightly grasped Lu Baishen's sleeves with her small hands, leaned forward with her small face, and said with a smile: "Honey, aren't you angry about what happened just now?"

"Your attitude is not bad, what's there to be angry about?" Lu Baishen grabbed a blanket expressionlessly and threw it on her body.

Song Mengsheng took it with a smile, then grabbed Lu Baishen's arm forcefully, and pulled it towards him: "My husband, you are so kind."

With the sudden force on his back, Lu Baishen rushed towards Song Mengsheng, and immediately propped up a powerful arm on the back of the sofa to avoid pressing the little woman under him.

Song Mengsheng's star-like bright water eyes turned slightly, and his hands hooked Lu Baishen's neck again, and moved closer to his eyes: "Honey, why do you think I like you so much?"

Lu Boshen drew out a hand, gently pinched Song Mengsheng's slender chin, and moved closer to his mouth: "Are you trying to tempt me to commit a crime now?"

Song Mengsheng smiled enchantingly, and kissed Lu Baishen's handsome face deeply: "Then what if I say yes?"

"Then this place now... looks a little exciting." Lu Baishen stared at the remaining little women closely, his gaze became hot.

Song Mengsheng giggled, then smacked Lu Baishen's forehead: "It seems a little bit, but..."

"Woman, if I let you off once, there won't be a second time." Lu Bai squinted his eyes tightly, and pressed down his body.

Song Mengsheng suddenly thought about falling asleep that day, her face blushed, and she couldn't help shrinking into his arms: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand."

"If you don't understand, let's be practical." Lu Baishen was not in the mood to talk nonsense, and kissed Song Mengsheng unceremoniously.

Song Mengsheng blinked, then closed his eyes with great enjoyment, and responded a little clumsily.

There were only the two of them in the VIP lounge.

The two of them were also kissing selflessly.

After all, they are all adults, and kissing and kissing still feels a little strange...

This place, this feeling, can only be described in my mind, and it can only be felt but cannot be expressed in words...

Just when the two of them were about to fail to close the gate, there was a sudden knock on the door of the VIP lounge.

"Brother, are you in there?"

Yu Zhiyue's voice came faintly.

Song Mengsheng and Lu Baishen separated quickly as if they were electrocuted.

Song Mengsheng's little face was already flushed, and he quickly reached out to tidy some messy clothes.

And Lu Boshen even jumped up from the sofa quickly, buttoned up his shirt, just thinking about his own physiological reaction, he pursed his lower lip helplessly.

But at this time, Yu Zhiyue knocked on the door again, and then turned the doorknob.

Song Mengsheng panicked in an instant, and gave Lu Baishen a hinting look in a very low voice: "You stop him quickly, I haven't got my clothes on yet!"