Quickly wear the bad woman and get married and have a baby

Chapter 345 My Wife Has a Great Waist 15

Lu Shuhan stood there in a daze, his heart shattered into pieces.

He could only spend a long and difficult night lying miserably on the floor.

Lu Shuhan tossed and turned, having nightmares all night long.

His wife no longer wanted him, so she hired seven gigolo male models to laugh recklessly on the streets abroad. Their laughter was like sharp knives, piercing his heart.

A new pretty boy sleeps with her every day.

He tried desperately to grab his wife's hand, but he only grabbed nothing.

The next morning, before six o'clock, Lu Shuhan woke up early.

He looked at the ceiling, his eyes full of fatigue and loneliness, and his dark circles were as thick as panda eyes. Although he had not slept all night, he was still worried about his wife.

He forced himself to get up, brush his teeth and wash his face.

He walked towards Aunt Li, the nanny, and ordered with a slightly hoarse voice, "Aunt Li, make the chicken porridge that my wife likes in advance and warm it in the casserole. Fill the dumplings with a variety of fillings. She doesn't like vegetarian food. Roast a chicken and two pigeons."

Aunt Li wanted to say that Madam never got up in the morning and ate breakfast and lunch together: "Yes."

Lu Shuhan: "When my wife is eating, don't be too particular. Just tell her casually that I asked you to prepare her favorite food."

After hearing what he said, Aunt Li secretly complained in her heart: Just one word from you makes my wife want to eat this or that, and I have been busy as Nezha in the morning.

They also want to show their love for you and not let her, an old woman whose husband has died, live.

But on the surface, Aunt Li could only respond: "Okay, Master."

……

the company--

Secretary Yan was like an ant on hot pan, going in and out of the president's office several times.

He had a constipated expression on his face, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Every time he went in, he would secretly glance at Lu Shuhan, holding a not-so-important document in his hand.

Those documents could obviously be brought in by other employees of the president's office, but he insisted on running back and forth in person.

Lu Shuhan finally became impatient with his strange behavior and raised his head and asked, "What's wrong? Do you want to ask for leave or a raise?"

Secretary Yan looked embarrassed and hesitantly said, "Neither of them, Mr. Lu, I don't know whether I should say something or not."

Right now, Lu Shuhan was preoccupied with how to cheer his wife up when he got home from get off work, and how to avoid sleeping on the floor. He had no interest in Secretary Yan's words and casually said, "If you don't know, then don't say anything."

Secretary Yan walked out of the CEO's office dejectedly, sighing non-stop: "What should I do? Should I tell President Lu?"

Assistant Gao happened to walk over and asked in confusion, "Secretary Yan, what are you mumbling about?"

Secretary Yan was feeling suffocated by a huge secret, and when he saw Assistant Gao, he felt like he had found a savior. He immediately grabbed his arm like a lifeline and dragged him away without saying anything. "Assistant Gao, you're here just in time. Let's talk."

The two of them walked to the tea room in the corner. Assistant Gao straightened his suit, which had been wrinkled by Secretary Yan, and said, "Okay, now you can talk."

Secretary Yan was still worried. He felt that the tea room was crowded with people coming and going, and if someone heard us, there would be a risk of the secret being leaked. So he whispered, "It's not possible here. Let's go to the rooftop."

Assistant Gao became alert when he heard this: "What do you want to do?"

Secretary Yan had no choice but to put a hand around his mouth and whisper in his ear: "Listen to me..."

Assistant Gao pushed Secretary Yan away with a look of disgust, frowning and saying, "Don't get so close to me. There are already rumors in the company that you and I are having a gay relationship. If someone gets a picture of you acting like a sissy, I'll never be able to clear my name."

When Secretary Yan heard this, he was so angry that his face turned red. He said angrily, "Who is so wicked? What kind of gay relationship do you have? I have a girlfriend."