Chapter 391

Song Jin lies flat on the sofa and looks up at the ceiling. Downing doesn't ask her any more. She gets up and goes to the kitchen. There's a Buddha at home. She needs to take care of it.

Lu Nancheng just received Song Jin's message when he was close to work. He didn't go home at night and lived in Downing.

She and downing have been best friends for many years, but now their identities are untied, and it's normal for them to live in the past.

Go home tomorrow. 】

[it depends. 】

Lu Nancheng didn't like this kind of uncertain answer most: "I'll pick you up tomorrow. 】

[I'll go back myself. 】

Song Jin threw away her mobile phone. It's really Lu Nancheng's style. If she doesn't do it according to his meaning, it's hard to do it directly.

Lu Nancheng had a dinner party in the evening, but he didn't know what time to go back. The secretary sent some food in, and he ate some cushion.

Xiao Yi has arranged the place. Half an hour ago, lunancheng arrived at the parking lot.

Sun Wan and the person in charge of the project arrived early to welcome the president of a bank at the door. When Lu Nancheng arrived, the president also arrived.

He twisted his tie, got out of the car and took Xiao Yi to meet him.

These days, Mr. Lu is obviously in a bad mood. Xiao Yi doesn't dare to be careless and follows him closely.

Lu Nancheng saw that the partners had arrived and went in together after greeting.

Sun Wan was originally walking beside the project leader. In order to get closer to Lunan City, he fell behind a few steps.

During this period of time, she has heard about the Lu family. Song Jin is not a real Song Jin, but an old woman in her 40s and 50s. She is very happy.

She longed for problems between her husband and wife. Now she finally came. Lu Nancheng was cheated by her so miserably that the Lu family would not give up.

After the group arrived at the private room, she deliberately approached, but today's president's identity is special, she can only separate seats, and Lu Nancheng away from a few positions.

The light in the private room was dim. After he came in, he talked with the president. If there was a contrast between the two men, it would hurt. The president was about 50 years old, with a big stomach and a round waist. His greasy face seemed to have been soaked in an oil pot, which made Lu Nancheng more handsome and natural. Even if he just sat casually, it was all pleasing to the eye.

From time to time, sun Wan took a furtive look. The man on the wine table could not help smoking and drinking. He nodded to the president with his slender finger, then bit his cigarette on his side and snapped it.

His eyes were dark with smoke, and everywhere his eyes went, they seemed to light up instantly.

Sun Wan doesn't like men smoking, but if this person is Lu Nancheng, she thinks she can accept it, or even agree with it. It's obviously a bad habit, but the way he bites a cigarette and gently spits out a cigarette ring is really charming, and his whole body is full of hormones.

She even wanted to sit opposite him and let his smoke ring spray thin on her face.

She felt like she was going to go crazy, her mind was full of his appearance, and she almost knocked over her glass.

"Are you all right, Mr. Sun?"

"It's OK. Serve."

"Well, it's already being arranged."

Sun Wan took her assistant with her today. Now she is sitting next to her and has a clear picture of her infatuation.

Sun Wan's identity is clear to her. She is so surprised that she falls in love with her husband. Do all celebrities like to be a junior? Get in there?

The rich man's three outlooks are really unusual. She silently doesn't start as if she didn't see anything.

Lu Nancheng finished smoking a cigarette, casually pressed out in the ashtray, let the waiter take away the ashtray.

Sun Wan is not the person in charge of the project. He just participates in it. He can come by his own identity and has little say at the dinner table.

There were people sitting on both sides of the president. After three rounds, he began to talk about things.

Lu Nancheng drank the wine and his eyes were bright. It seemed that there were stars in it. But every time he said a few words, the president would drink.

Next to Xiao Yi to block, Lu Nancheng pressed down, holding his own cup with drink.

Xiao Yi is worried that Mr. Lu has drunk too much. If he continues, he will feel uncomfortable tomorrow.

Sun Wan also saw it. She didn't want to see Lu Nancheng drink too much, so when the president raised his glass again, she suddenly stood up and touched his glass.

The president is also a human being. What's the relationship between Miss Sun and Mr. Lu? He didn't hear about it for the time being, but for the sake of Miss Sun's identity, this glass of wine is for drinking.

Sun Wan is not a vase either. After drinking this glass of wine, he has talked with the president, which is a diversion from Lu Nancheng.

Today, he drank a lot at the dinner table. At the moment, the spirit of wine was slowly spreading out. He got up and left for a while.

Lu Nancheng went to the bathroom, washed his face in front of the pool, put his hands on the table, looked up at his face in the mirror, and let the water flow from his face. He took out a paper towel, wiped it, held it together and threw it into the garbage can.

He was on the wine table all night, but his heart had already flown away. The heartless little thing didn't come back at night. Even if it was just one night, his heart was empty.

He took out his cell phone and looked at it. There was no phone or SMS. I'm afraid he was very happy at Downing's home.At the moment, Song Jin, who is being talked about by him, is really happy. She has a hot pot at her friend's home and watches ghost movies with downing and coke. The light in the room is turned off and only the light on the TV screen shines on her face.

Although downing is 50 years old, he is not brave enough. If it is not for Song Jin, no one dares to challenge himself by watching ghost movies at night.

Song Jin is a person who has died once, completely fearless, while watching while eating, eating two packets of potato chips in a row.

"Are you in charge at home?"

Song Jin said with a smile: "it's not, but your potato chips are delicious."

“……”

Downing rolled her eyes and hugged the pillow tightly. Once there was a horrible scene inside, she immediately closed her eyes or covered it.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I think this is normal operation."

"Don't be afraid, it's all fake."

Then she suddenly put out five fingers to frighten her, and downing screamed.

"Ha ha ha, is your house soundproof?"

"The old house is not good."

"Then you have to be careful, or people will think what we are doing."

"Be honest and don't scare me."

Song Jin promised, hands idle, will secretly touch her, scared downing not to sit with her.

She was elated and sat cross legged on the sofa, holding her chin and watching with relish.

Just as they saw the wonderful place, a strange ring of mobile phone rang on the TV. Both of them held their breath and looked at it. Suddenly, the ring stopped and there was a sudden knock on the door.

Downing was scared to scream, eager to find a place to hide, Song Jin also scared, back to God is someone knocking at the door.

She pauses the movie, turns on the light, and looks at the pale downing: "I'll open the door."

"Well, look who it is."

The door opened, outside stood a fierce man, Song Jin side body: "who are you looking for?"

"Can you keep your voice down? The whole building heard it. "

“……”

Song Jin Fan of embarrassment, want to explain, but the other side put down this sentence and left, let her is very embarrassed.

However, turning to think that he does not live here, let downing carry the pot.

"Who is it?"

"The wrong way."

"If you go to the wrong door in the evening, you don't care."

"That's right. Let's keep looking."