During the few days of Fei Jun's business trip, Guan Guanmu felt that he was very bored, especially when he returned home and faced a big, empty house of 250 square meters, he felt a little lonely. Because Fei Jun was not around, she took out the instant noodles she had hoarded and rushed out to settle the dinner. As a result, she ate without appetite and went back to her room to watch the DVD. After finishing, he yawned again and again, but Fei Jun still didn't call.
The sky in summer changes as it says, and the thunder starts to hit after nine o'clock. While Guan Mu is drinking water, a loud thunder bombards the sky. She almost chokes to death by the water, puts down the water glass, and rushes to the balcony to close the window. Unfortunately, at the moment when the window was closed, another extremely loud thunder bombarded her ears. She instinctively said "ah", closed the window quickly, and fled back to her bedroom.
Fei Jun's phone rang at this moment, and she answered it, her voice was a little panicked just now, Fei Jun asked her what's wrong.
"It was thundering, and I was startled by the sound of thunder," Guan Guanmu said.
Fei Jun's low laughter sounded on the other end of the phone. When he smiled, Caring Mu remembered a certain night last month, and there was also the sound of thunder. She curled up in Fei Jun's arms, entwining him like an octopus. At that time, she frowned and smiled at her: "You are such an old man, why are you still afraid of thunder?" She glared at him, but instinctively shrank back into his arms, and he put his hand on her ear and said : "This way you can't hear it."
"Are you afraid?" Fei Jun asked, interrupting Guan Mu's memory.
"It's okay." Caring Mu touched his earlobe subconsciously, and asked, "Where are you? What are you doing? Have you had dinner? What's for dinner? What time do you get up tomorrow?"
"Miss me?" Fei Jun suddenly said these four words, completely out of place.
"Ah?" Caring Mu scratched his hair, thinking how to answer, if he said he missed him, he would be even more frightened, if he said he missed him, that was self-deception.
Coincidentally, there was a thunderstorm, and the sky suddenly lit up. The crack was like a poisonous snake that suddenly took a bite out of the quiet night. Looking at the person, he cared and murmured "Ah", and Fei Jun on the other end of the phone Immediately laughed at her for being so timid, she really was a brat.
"You're the brat!" Caring Mu shot back.
"Then you are nine years younger than the kid, what's your name?" Fei Jun methodically pointed out the loopholes in her words.
The two quarreled on the topic of the little brat for a while, and finally the doorbell of Fei Jun's room rang. He said he had something to deal with, hung up the phone, went to the kitchen with concern and admiration, opened the refrigerator, and prepared to eat Fei Jun bought a whole box of Belgian chocolates. Unexpectedly, he just opened the lid and found a small note inside, which said: "Eating chocolate after eight o'clock in the evening will turn you into a fat pig."
Yizhong was resolute, obviously Fei Jun's words, she lost her appetite immediately, and stuffed the chocolate back into the refrigerator.
Fei Jun opened the door and found Luo Lin, who had danced with him at the banquet just now, was standing at the door.
Luo Lin is a senior public relations manager of a company called Yunda Industrial Group in D City. She also participated in this business value exchange meeting. When she saw Fei Jun at the banquet, her eyes lit up. She had heard that Fei Jun was in the industry. For those glorious achievements, worshiping him is like worshiping a myth. When she saw him this time, she was immediately attracted by his outstanding appearance and noble and outstanding temperament, so she thought of a way to strike up a conversation. Behind Fei Jun, he softly called Mr. Fei. When Fei Jun turned around, her high heels stepped on the corner of his long skirt skillfully, and then she fell into Fei Jun's arms with a coquettish cry. Fei Jun was a little caught off guard. , shaking the champagne glass in his hand, and the golden liquid spilled out, right on Luo Lin's chest, Luo Lin immediately said: "Sorry, Mr. Fei, my skirt is too long, I accidentally stepped on it. "
Fei Jun's cold gaze moved down to look at her skirt, and indeed the skirt was very long and winding on the carpet.
"I should be the one who said sorry, the wine was spilled on you." Fei Jun smiled lightly.
"If you have a sincere apology, please invite me to dance." Luo Lin blinked, revealing a hint of naughtiness on his sexy and charming face.
Fei Jun was silent for a moment, and said, "That is my honor."
When dancing with Fei Jun, Luo Lin was already deeply fascinated by him, this man is really amazing! She exudes a charm that truly belongs to the elite. When she speaks occasionally, her voice is mellow with a bit of masculine sex appeal, just like old wine. She pretended to pass her hand across his chest inadvertently, testing his figure , Sure enough, the vigorous muscles under the suit made people tremble.
Because the hotel Fei Jun stayed at this time was arranged by the organizer of the business value exchange meeting, Luo Lin got Fei Jun's room number by means of his own tricks, and then went back to his room to remove heavy makeup, put on light makeup, and put on a She wore a simple dress with her hair down, looked at herself in the mirror, and was sure that she was beautiful, so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was ready to set off. Before she set off, she drank a glass of red wine to warm herself up Yes, and finally came to Fei Jun's door.
"Mr. Fei, I'm sorry, I have some questions to ask you about this business value exchange meeting." Luo Lin's voice was soft, with a perfect smile.
Fei Jun sized Luo Lin up slightly, and then said, "Now is my private time."
Luo Lin didn't expect Fei Jun to speak so directly, he smiled and leaned towards Fei Jun, his voice was as soft as a wave of water: "That's right, it's Mr. Fei's private time now, if you don't want to talk about business
, I happen to have a personal question to ask Mr. Fei for advice. "She is a well-known public relations manager in the industry. She is naturally proficient in doing such things. She understands that some men can't see her intentions, but they will evade them in words. As long as she continues to tease and point out, most A dignified man would take off his mask and welcome her. She claimed to understand men's hearts very well, and she leaned against Fei Jun's body, rubbing Fei Jun's chest with her "magnificence".
Unexpectedly, in the next second, Fei Jun could be said to push Luo Lin, who was falling towards him, with an almost "rude" movement. Luo Lin staggered a few times and almost fell down. She seemed coquettish, angry, and shy Looking at Fei Jun calmly: "Mr. Fei, why are you so vigorous?"
Fei Jun put one hand into his pocket, took out a ring, lazily put it on the ring finger of his left hand, and sneered: "I'm married, find someone else to play this disgusting game."
Luo Lin was stunned, and asked after a while, "Aren't I beautiful?"
"Forgive me, you are ugly." Fei Jun's cold and resolute face showed no politeness, and his eyes were so cold that Luo Lin fell to the bottom immediately.
The first time he was defeated by a man, Luo Lin was more shocked than disappointed, followed by shame, anger and annoyance. In an instant, no matter how good his self-cultivation and social etiquette were, he even yelled at Fei Jun: "What are you pretending to be?! Obviously I can’t do it myself! Use the AAA battery!”
Fei Jun ignored it completely, and quickly closed the door, the heavy door almost brushing the tip of Luo Lin's nose.
In the next two days, the rumor that Fei Jun was the No. 7 battery became the topic of conversation among the distinguished guests at this commercial value exchange meeting. No battery, and after the incident pale, blue lips, almost called an ambulance...
In the end, it was concluded that no one is perfect, God is fair, and Fei Jun, who is as wise and powerful as Fei Jun, also has a fatal hidden disease, everyone began to feel sorry for Fei Jun's wife.
Caring Mu Zhongzhong sneezed, feeling that someone was talking bad about her, rubbed her eyes that were almost blurred, and refocused on the computer screen. In the office in the afternoon, everyone went to their own places, there was no chatting, no laughter, only the sound of typing on the keyboard, coughing and drinking water.
The efficiency of this day was extremely low. She hadn’t sorted out less than ten pages of customer information in the whole afternoon. She couldn’t concentrate on her thoughts. Struggle, what's going on? Why do you keep thinking about Fei Jun? It's just three days apart, like being separated for nine autumns, and there's nothing else to do. The old love stares at the phone screen, and when she sees the string of numbers belonging to someone light up on the screen, she can't wait to pick it up.
Fortunately, there is still one night before we can see Fei Jun, and cares about Mu walking out of the company hall.
When I was in the mansion, I said to myself, it wasn't because I missed Fei Jun, it was just that it was too boring to be alone in such an empty house. When I'm lonely, I always witness other people's happiness by accident. Carrying her bag and biting a chocolate biscuit, she was about to walk towards the subway when she saw her superior, Pei Xin, sitting in the car of her husband Ren Zhao with a smile on her face. The relationship is as good as acting in a movie. Before getting in the car, they kissed each other's faces. According to the Internet language, this kind of behavior is "flash". Regardless of other people's loneliness, the long night is long, and they show their affection in public. It's like flashing blind Care about Mu's eyes.
She sighed, and ran to the subway station with her bag in desperation.
I thought it was the last lonely night, but Fei Jun called at nearly ten o'clock, saying that his business had not been finished and he needed to delay his return by a day.
"What?!" Caring Mu Tisheng was shocked by this unfortunate news.
"It's just one day." Fei Jun said casually, "I will make it up to you when I come back."
compensate? Compensation for what? Why does this sound so evil
"Compensation for what?" Caring Mu pretended to be a natural fool.
Fei Jun said in an extremely ambiguous, extremely low but extremely serious voice: "Water your flowers."
"Go shit!" It's not suitable for children! Guan Mu's face immediately became hot, if she didn't feel sorry for this old and disabled old Nuo, she would smash the phone.
"What are you thinking about?" Fei Jun said, "The pot of green radishes you keep on the balcony hasn't been watered for several days."
By the way, she cared about Mumai's green radish, she didn't water it even once, but Fei Jun always kept it in mind and would go to water and loosen the soil.
After hanging up the phone, Guan Mu took the initiative to face the wall.