She took a step closer, lowered her voice, and still said the tone just now: "It's better than some people who take the initiative to deliver it to their door."

Cheng Feifei's face suddenly changed, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak: "You--"

She did try to get close to Lu Shen. After all, that person is the richest man in Nancheng and has a lot of resources in the entertainment industry. Who doesn’t want to curry favor with him?

I didn't expect that I was driven away by my assistant without even entering the door.

Unexpectedly, Sang Bai knew about this.

Sang Bai shook his head and left without waiting for her to say anything.

But I heard a sound from behind: "Stop."

Sang Bai turned around and his voice was sweet: "Sister Cheng has any advice?"

Cheng Feifei walked up to her and gritted her teeth: "Wen Lan has already come back yesterday. I see how arrogant you will be in the future."

Sang Bai raised his eyebrows: "It has something to do with me?"

Cheng Feifei: "You don't know, right? Mr. Lu almost married her back then."

She looked as usual and looked at Cheng Feifei with contempt: "It's not that I almost married you, why are you so excited?"

Cheng Feifei: "..."

After Sang Bai finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Although this was just a rumor, a subtle tingling sensation broke out in her heart after hearing it.

Maizi caught up with her: "Sangsang, Mr. Lu and Wen Lan have nothing to do—"

Sang Bai stopped: "I'm not angry."

Maizi: Isn't angry yet? The tone has changed a little.

But she didn't dare to continue talking.

Sang Bai walked forward two steps in his high heels, suddenly stopped, his spine tense.

At the end of the corridor, Ping Peng stood there.

Ping Peng is Lu Shen’s personal assistant. If he is here, it proves that Lu Shen is there too.

Why did he come suddenly?

Didn't you say you didn't have time?

Survey posts?

Sang Bai didn't have time to think too much, so he gave Mai Zi a wink. Mai Zi knew it and immediately turned back to the dressing room just now.

Sang Bai calmed down and walked over slowly.

Ping Peng handed her the smoke-gray shawl in his hand, looked straight and said politely: "Miss Sang, Mr. Lu is waiting for you in the VIP lounge."

Sang Bai nodded, took it over and covered his bare shoulders and followed behind him.

This area seemed to have been cleared, and there was no one around, so quiet that it didn't look like the backstage of the awards ceremony.

There were only the dull footsteps of the two.

Occasionally, Lu Shen would give her a "surprise".

But for her, she was frightened every time.

Fortunately, she has good acting skills and has not been exposed in recent years.

When he arrived at a red wooden door, Ping Peng knocked on the door and signaled Sang Bai to go in.

Sang Bai adjusted his emotions and stepped in.

The soft white light in the house poured down and fell on the man on the sofa, as if he was dyed with moonlight.

He was tall and straight, sitting there stretched his legs, and his white shirt was so flat that it was not wrinkled at all.

Cold, noble, abstinent.

Especially that extremely aggressive face.

The outline is clear, the facial features are sharp, the eyebrows and eyes are indifferent, and the standard eyes look just right.

Sang Bai is a face-controller and loves his face the most.

It wasn't seen in January, and others seemed to be getting a little colder.

When she was caught in such a dress, she couldn't help but become nervous, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Lu Shen raised his eyelids and glanced at her, without any emotion, and his eyes fell back to the computer screen of the coffee table.

"If you don't lower the price, you will put the acquisition aside, and they will wait for the money."

"I won't let any point."

"This is the case first, you can call me in fifteen minutes."

His voice was cold, calm, and he also had a killing decision.

Taking off his headphones, he lifted up his eyelids and his eyes were fixed on Sang Bai's face again.

Then, his eyes moved slightly downward, landed on her chest, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Sang Bai clenched his fists tightly without notice.

Lu Shen has sharp facial features, which usually gives people a strong sense of sharpness and oppression. Now that he is staring at her like this, the discomfort becomes stronger and stronger.

Even the extremely thin frosted black-framed glasses on the bridge of the nose seemed to be shining with a cold light.

It seemed that the room was cold a few degrees, and Sang Bai didn't even dare to breathe.

Lu Shen didn't move or speak.

Sang Bai knew that he was waiting for her to come over.

This has been like this for the past four years. He is like a cold sculpture standing in the cold winter, waiting for her to take the initiative to warm him and melt him.

She worked hard for four years, and he treated her so coldly forever.

Sang Bai was not discouraged.

She calmed down, lifted her skirt and trotted to Lu Shen, squatting down, and said softly: "You are here."

She hugged his legs, as if she was acting coquettishly, but more like pleasing.

Lu Shen did not show any miss he hadn't seen for a long time, and he should have had in his lover.

He let her hold her, and did not touch her.

Unable to understand his attitude, Sang Bai began to be nervous, and could even hear his increasingly nervous heartbeat.

A few seconds later, Lu Shen pressed her shoulder with one hand and pushed her away for a few minutes.

His cold fingers slid down the blood vessel on the right side of her neck, crossing his collarbone and resting in his chest.

The skin that was pressed against his fingertips instantly became hot.

Sang Bai's heart was about to jump out.

Lu Shen raised his eyebrows and looked at her, his eyes deep, but he didn't speak, as if he was waiting for her to explain.

Sang Bai looked up, looked at him with innocent eyes, looked down at his skirt, and explained a little aggrievedly, "I'm so unlucky. The skirt I sent to you in the morning was accidentally splashed with coffee. This one was in emergency. I just changed it and I didn't have time to tell you."

She seemed to be getting angry naturally.

Lu Shen didn't say anything, and didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Sang Bai leaned over and reached out to hug his waist: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

She knew that Lu Shen was the one who ate her the most.

Her body was soft and she rushed into his arms with a faint fragrance of peony flowers.

Gentle sweetness.

After a while, Lu Shen stretched out one arm, reached out and slowly pressed her into his arms.

——This level has been passed like this.

Sang Bai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he did not dare to show his face, so he just leaned in his arms obediently: "It's too late to adjust other skirts, don't worry, I will be careful when I wear this tonight."

Lu Shen seemed to sneer and pushed her away: "Who do you want to wear it for?"

“…”

Sang Bai pursed his lips: "No, it's really too late."

Lu Shen lowered his eyes and glanced at her exposed long legs.

Sang Bai grabbed his wrist and said, "I am yours."

Lu Shen said indifferently: "It's good that you know."

He said, "Seam the clothes."

Sang Bai: "?"
To be continued...