You are the clouds in the sky

"What makes you so happy?" Lu Jingshuang was writing a manuscript in the room. He glanced at her and said, "It's rare that you don't smell drunk today. Is it because of this?"

"Yes and no!" Milan changed his shoes, threw down his bag and lay down on the bed.

"You can change your clothes and lie down again." Lu Jingshuang looked at her again, "Aren't your clothes dirty?"

Milan curled his lips: "This little shabby place only has two inches of land. What should I change it for? Let's talk about it later when we have a big house. What about the cloakroom... I want a big cloakroom like Scarlett's..."

"You still need a wet nurse, right?"

"That's the best!" Milan chuckled, "I'm having dinner with Zhao Yang tonight. He invited me to eat Hubei food. He is from Hubei, and Hubei food is really delicious."

"It's delicious."

"Today Zhao Yang and I went to pick up Wang Zhong's daughter from school." Milan said as he lay there, "His daughter's name is Wang Jiajia. She is so cute and plump, but his wife is not very easy to talk to. She looks very fierce. When you scold a child, it doesn’t matter whether there are outsiders or not.”

"I'm afraid I'm wary of you as a secretary? I'm criticizing Sang and Huai."

Milan stood up suddenly: "No way?"

"Then what reason is there to scold the child?"

"I took Jiajia to eat McDonald's. Parents should be opposed to their children eating McDonald's, right?"

"McDonald's is bread, not snacks. What's there to object to?"

Milan really can't think of any reason.

"Go take a shower, don't think about it." Lu Jingshuang glanced at her, "I'm just here to remind you how to get along with your boss's family."

Milan scratched his head: "But Wang Zhong asked me to go to the child and I can't refuse."

"You can't refuse. Just know how to control yourself."

Milan stood up, came over to hug her, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't take the same path as Su Daji. I promised you."

Lu Jingshuang smiled and said, "I know, aren't I afraid of you, Ma Daha? I forgot the proper way to get along with my wife for a moment."

"Yeah." Milan nodded, "As secretaries, we have to know how to get along with the boss's family."

"Wash away and go to sleep." Lu Jingshuang patted her hand.

"What are you writing about?" Milan looked at what she had written, "I see you have been very busy these past two days."

"Of course I'm busy. I have to learn about jewelry during the day, so I have to write at night. I have to write one myself, right?"

"Well, you are a top liberal arts student, everyone is looking at you, come on."

"So it's a little bit nerve-wracking."

"Isn't it swollen?" Milan hit her on the head, "Vice President of the Literary Club!"

"Great writers will also have their manuscripts rejected, not to mention me, the so-called vice president of the literary club, who has no works." Lu Jingshuang rubbed her head and smiled, "When will yours be due? It's been brewing for how many days and it hasn't been brewed yet, do you understand?" "

"I forgot to write!" Milan fled into the bathroom, "I'll give it to you tomorrow!"

In the middle of the night, Wang Zhong came home drunk. For some reason, he stayed out whether there were social activities or not, as if he didn't want to go home.

Li Yinping quarreled with him: "What do you mean you don't want this home because you stay home all day long? Do you think Duan Wanzhou has a mistress?"

"Will I come back if I am a mistress?" Wang Zhong shouted, "I came back a little late, but will there ever be a day when I don't go home?"

Li Yinping was not a light-hearted person. Her friends who hung out with her often joked that she should be careful about her husband having a mistress. In addition, she knew about Duan Wanzhou and she had always been cautious about this matter. I know where you have been. You hang out during the day and pretend to be a good person when you come home at night. There are many men like this."

(End of this chapter)