Dressed as the boss's palm pet

"Good job." Lu Baishen maintained a lonely and arrogant attitude, and said in a cold voice.

Song Mengsheng and the maid looked over in surprise.

Even Song Keke, who was a little afraid of Lu Baishen's powerful aura on weekdays, felt a little unbelievable when he heard it now.

After Lu Boshen finished speaking, he glanced at Song Mengsheng faintly: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Song Mengsheng came back to her senses in a daze: "Eat... But my husband, what you said just now is very surprising!"

"Hurry up and have dinner." Although Lu Baishen was angry, he was not affected by what happened just now, turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

Song Mengsheng turned around and glanced at the maid, and gave her a thumbs up: "Actually, I also want to say that what you did just now is very beautiful."

"Beautiful job!" Song Keke also followed Song Mengsheng's example and praised, then put her little hands behind her back, and walked towards the restaurant in a dignified manner.

After dinner, Song Mengsheng took Lu Boshen's hand and returned to Lu Boshen's bedroom.

Mrs. Wang was changing the sheets for Lu Boshen in the bedroom.

Song Mengsheng raised her head with a smile, and gently shook Lu Baishen's hand: "Look, my husband, I have asked Mrs. Wang to change the bed sheets. I want to apologize to you for what happened just now."

Lu Boshen looked at the new sheets quietly with his cold eyes, and said softly: "There is no need to apologize."

Song Mengsheng turned around and stood directly opposite Lu Boshen, blinking a little apologetically: "I know you won't blame me, but after all, I brought him home. I feel a little sorry for what happened just now."

"Good boy, you really don't need to apologize." Lu Baishen reached out and patted Song Mengsheng's head.

Song Mengsheng was suffocated, feeling a little handsome from being touched, and almost forgot what she said: "This woman is really annoying, but she still called my mother, I... I still want to..."

Lu Baishen looked at Song Mengsheng's nymphomaniac, and his thin lips curled into a half-smile: "There's no need to explain, but it's better not to bring such people home from now on."

"I know, I'll pay attention next time." Song Mengsheng recovered and smiled at the man in front of him.

In fact, she was already very grateful to Lu Boshen in her heart.

Except for his own family, no one really came to Lu Baishen's villa on weekdays.

Even Yu Zhiyue didn't seem to enter the house except for one time when he parked his car at the gate of the villa for so long.

Lu Baishen is very busy on weekdays and sees too many people, but he is very quiet at home.

 I have to say that today is very face-saving.

 Thinking of this, Song Mengsheng still felt a little sweet in his heart.

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Before Song Mengsheng exposed Zhang Han, Zhang Han has also been quiet for a long time these days, and there has been no movement.

Song Mengsheng was sitting in SunGoddess' office, watching Zhang Han's news on the Internet, glanced lightly, and said to Zhao Yanluo beside him: "I heard that Zhang Han seems to have been withdrawn from many cooperations recently."

"Mr. Song, what you said reminded me of one thing. Mr. Cao, Zhang Han's friend, wants to discuss cooperation with our studio." Zhao Yanluo flipped through the itinerary and reported truthfully.

Song Mengsheng sighed softly: "God really won't let me calm down. I just drove Peng Ran away from the house last night, and today another person related to Zhang Han came. You should investigate this matter first. What is the character of Mr. Cao, so as not to cause any trouble again."

She just wants to live her little life in peace.

But it can be regarded as very optimistic thinking, if she can return to the real world in the future, what she has experienced can be regarded as life experience, and she just happens to be more mature than her peers.

It would be perfect if I could run my own jewelry design studio at that time...

Zhao Yanluo turned on the computer to check around, and then looked up at Song Mengsheng: "It seems to be nothing, just an ordinary small entrepreneur, I heard that he wants to match jewelry design for the clothing brand he founded, make a brooch, cuff buttons or something Yes, there is a similar cooperation intention.”

"Then you can arrange a normal meeting time. I'll find a designer tomorrow and talk to him." Song Mengsheng raised his hand and rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and silently cheered himself up in his heart.

Thinking of Lu Boshen, such an excellent man, who handles countless times more things than himself every day, he is full of fighting spirit in his work.

The work here was arranged, and Song Mengsheng received a message from Lu Baishen over there.

"Let's have a meal together at noon, and we happen to be working near the SunGoddess studio."

Song Mengsheng became more energetic in an instant, and quickly sat up straight and replied to the message: "Okay, okay! Then we will see you at noon!"

"I'll ask Xiao Sheng to send the address to your phone later." After Lu Baishen replied to this message, nothing happened.

At noon, Song Mengsheng unexpectedly saw Yu Zhiyue at the door of SunGoddess studio.

"why you?"

With a carefree look on Yu Zhiyue's face, he looked into the studio with his head: "Do you have to be so surprised to see me?"

Song Mengsheng held his backpack and shook his head lightly: "That's not true, but where's your elder brother?"

"My elder brother is still in a meeting. Let me pick you up first. It will save time. You can follow me quickly." Yu Zhiyue raised his finger and pointed to the door of the studio, turned around and walked out with big strides.

Song Mengsheng followed and got into the car.

On the way, Yu Zhiyue turned on the stereo in the car and didn't say anything to Song Mengsheng.

I just feel that I had a lot of opinions on Song Mengsheng before, but now that the two of them are chatting alone, I really don't know what to say for a while.

Song Mengsheng also felt that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, so he simply picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhao Yanluo, and has been arranging work.

When he reached the parking lot of the restaurant, Yu Zhiyue finally said, "It's really rare to see you working hard."

"One moment and another moment." Song Mengsheng smiled slightly, turned around and entered the hotel according to the address Xiao Sheng gave.

Looking up, looking at the magnificent hall and the business people coming and going inside, I guessed something in my heart: "This is not an ordinary lunch, is it? Is there a partner or something inside?"

Yu Zhiyue raised his arms casually, and clapped his hands: "You're pretty smart, there are partners inside, but you don't have to be nervous, everyone is here to eat."

"Okay, I see." Song Mengsheng followed to the door of the private room.

Pushing open the door and going in, a large group of people filled the inside.

The middle C position is naturally none other than their male god.

Lu Boshen wore a silver-gray suit today, with a clean and simple white shirt inside, and a blue-and-white tie at the neckline. He exuded a fresh, mature and stable atmosphere.

Song Mengsheng couldn't help but take a second look, and said softly, "You're so handsome."

Yu Zhiyue next to him heard it, and couldn't help laughing: "You only know now?"

At this moment, Lu Baishen looked towards Song Mengsheng unhurriedly, his obsidian-like pupils became brighter: "Come here."

Hearing the sound of a magnetic and pleasant voice, Song Mengsheng turned around, maintained an elegant and decent posture, and waved to Lu Baishen: "My husband! Hello everyone!"

As she walked towards Lu Baishen inside, she greeted him generously.

What surprised her was that the woman who mocked her at the elevator door was also there today.

There were two tables in total, and what was more unfortunate was that this woman sat at this table, and she was sitting next to Lu Baishen.

Song Mengsheng saw that the seat next to Lu Baishen was already full, took a deep breath, and tried her best to show the demeanor of a young lady: "I see that there is an empty seat here. I am late, so I can sit here."

Lu Bai's deep eyes froze, and his skeletal fingertips tightened little by little.

The women on the left and right acted as if they were not aware of the situation, and sat in their seats, smiling as they watched Song Mengsheng sitting in a certain corner.

Especially the woman who satirized Song Mengsheng looked at Lu Baishen with a smile and offered to pour water for Lu Baishen.

Lu Baishen's complexion became even colder, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said inscrutablely, "Get out of the way."

The woman's face was covered in circles: "Young Master Lu, what do you want me to let me do? Is the place not spacious enough? It doesn't matter, I will move the chair with everyone right away, and I will pour you some water first."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Lu Baishen had already stood up vigorously.

Everyone present was shocked.

However, Lu Bai's deep and cold eyes slowly fell on Song Mengsheng: "Wait for me there."

The speaking speed is very slow, but there is an invisible deterrent force and a strong aura lingering around.

Song Mengsheng didn't realize what Lu Boshen was going to do, so he could only sit obediently in his seat.

At this time, Lu Baishen stepped forward with his slender legs, turned around and walked towards Song Mengsheng, exuding an innate domineering aura all over his body, which made everyone present to move away automatically.

"Could it be..." The woman who had satirized Song Mengsheng looked at Lu Baishen's leaving figure in a daze, and even forgot the kettle in her hand, and accidentally got her clothes wet.

Lu Baishen had already walked in front of Song Mengsheng, looking at the person beside Song Mengsheng calmly.

There happened to be a young boy sitting there, and he immediately understood what Lu Boshen meant, and immediately got up to get out of his seat: "Boss Lu, sit here."

Song Mengsheng immediately looked at the boy with a smile: "Thank you! Don't be so troublesome..."

However, Lu Baishen has already held Song Mengsheng's hand domineeringly: "Just sit like this."

A calm sentence, revealing a natural strength.

Song Mengsheng nodded silently, and sat down side by side with Lu Baishen.

There was a cynical smile on the corner of Yu Zhiyue's mouth. In the slightly tense state of the scene, he did not forget to joke and ease the atmosphere: "You two see each other every day, and you still stick together after lunch. It's unreasonable It's gone!"