Doting on the Masked Wife

Feifei managed to drink almost a bottle of red wine to get away, but she has been in the nightclub for many years, and she has a natural ability to stay drunk from a thousand glasses, this bottle of red wine is not too bad for her.

However, as soon as she walked out of the presidential private room and came to the luxurious rest area connected to the private elevator from the secret aisle, there was nothing wrong with drinking a thousand glasses of wine, but she blushed even though her face was not red at all.

——It is always love that can make a big beauty who can play as she pleases in the romantic place blush.

Although she herself knew it was just unrequited love.

Subconsciously, she raised her hand to touch her face, then her hair, and turned around to face the crystal wall on one side to tidy up her appearance. She felt a little satisfied before she walked forward.

Murong Lie sat there with his long legs raised, lazy and domineering.

"President." Without the perfect professional smile, her voice trembled slightly, and her heart began to beat wildly.

The man in front of her had been wanting for many years, and she knew it might be just like what he said: the relationship without physical relationship is longer, and being his subordinate is already very satisfying.

However, I longed to have his night in my heart.

Even for one night.

If the end of the earth is coming, she may ignore everything she is worried about now, and rush to force the president, not necessarily!

Feifei laughed at herself in her heart - it's not like she's never seen a man before, so she's already so hungry?

But, it's really that crazy!

If President Murong is willing to want him, she will do anything for her.

Murong Lie raised his head slightly, the posture of resting his chin with one hand remained the same, just being so handsome was indescribably charming, and made her heart beat even more wildly.

He gave her a slight nod.

Even such an action is so handsome, so handsome that it is indescribable.

Feifei walked over: "President, can I sit down?"

Murong Lie nodded.

"Thank you President."

Although I tried to seduce him by taking off my clothes in front of him several times, of course, it was unsuccessful.

But we still have to talk about the scene, after all, they are always in a business relationship.

Feifei plucked up her courage, but she couldn't say what she wanted to say to his magical eyes. Those eyes were so deep that even her soul could be hooked into them.

She didn't know why, so she blurted out something completely different from her original intention: "President, I seldom see you coming to the nightclub recently."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she wanted to slap her own mouth.

What kind of words did she say with her exquisite face and long sleeves?

Mouth does not match heart.

Of course she wants to see him, but if she sees him dating other women, even if it's just for purely physical needs, she will feel uncomfortable, but she dare not show it.

Murong Lie held his chin, but gave a light laugh.

It was just a pleasant chuckle, but Feifei, who had experienced a lot of love, keenly smelled something unusual.

This smile is really... full of content!

"Because I'm afraid my wife will be unhappy."

Sure enough, next, he said a sentence as a comment.

But this sentence was like a bolt from the blue, and Feifei never dreamed that such a thing would happen.

She was a little dazed for a moment, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Murong Lie.

Murong Lie told her that it was really for her own good.

He knew Feifei's thoughts about him, and it was because of this that he didn't touch her, not just because of his superiors and subordinates.

He didn't want to touch a woman who was infatuated with him.

If it's just a physical relationship, a relationship that ends in one night, exchange of interests, each taking what he needs - that's how he was before.

On the contrary, it is much easier to handle.

Those women only want these, and I can only, only give these.

Money, he has plenty.

But, like Feifei, he can't do that.

For some things, he won't give, and if he can't give, he won't start at all in the first place.

There is no need to delay a woman who likes him.

So now he is telling Feifei himself that he can give up, which is better for her.

"President... is he going to get married?"

With a dry voice, Feifei asked the question out of complete stuttering.

Now she is not a public relations manager in a well-rounded top nightclub, but a stupid woman who hears that the man she likes has finally found her love.

Unrequited love is doomed to be fruitless... she thought sadly.

"If there hadn't been an accident last time, the wedding would have already been held."

Murong Lie shrugged and said calmly.

He was referring to the big bang, which was also the time when Ning Tonger escaped.

Feifei looked at him with a pale face, her eyes were full of disbelief—does he like that girl so much?

So eager to marry her?

"But it's okay," he really thought, "I can give her a more perfect wedding this time."

If Tong'er was really forced to hold a wedding last time, all he got would be an unwilling bride who hated him.

But now, everything is different.

He loves her and she loves him too.

There is nothing better and happier in the world than being in love with each other.

When Feifei saw him say this, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, and with the gentle smile in her eyes, she knew in her heart that she was done.

The president is serious.

She knows men, and even more what a man looks like when he is tempted.

It's just that she never thought that President Murong would fall in love with such an incredible thing.

She just felt cold all over her body, sitting on that luxurious purple sofa, if she didn't grab the armrest hard, she would have slipped down.

Murong Lie glanced at her pale face, and there was a trace of warmth in his voice.

"Feifei, I'm a bad man, I don't deserve it."

When Feifei heard this, her head froze!

It was really dark in both eyes, and there was a buzzing sound in my head.

Everything is blank, only one voice is saying: He knows.

He knows, he knows, he knows everything.

He finally spoke up.

Tears welled up in her eyes immediately, but she didn't realize it herself.

The carefully painted makeup was also washed away by tears, and she didn't even notice it.

Only this fact shocked her beyond words.

He finally spoke up!

She can hear him say this, even if she has come to this point, even if he has never looked at her directly, even if he doesn't like her, she still thinks it's worth it.

Totally worth it.

She raised her hand to wipe her face, only to realize that she was crying.

However, he couldn't care about it for a while.

I always wanted to look my best in front of him, but I didn't expect that when I confessed to him for the last time, I was in such a mess, with all my make-up gone.

"President... President..."

She choked up and said, "No, you are a good man."

Murong Lie raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

"If you were really a bad man, you wouldn't refuse to accept every time I offered to dedicate myself to you. You knew very well that I only wanted your one night and didn't dare to pester you. Not to mention Tell me this, actually... you know, you know... don't say you don't like me, even if you have a wife you love, even if you are married, as long as you tell me, no, as long as you give I hinted a little bit, let me be your underground lover, or let me accompany you for a night, I am willing... But, you won't do that. "

Murong Lie sighed: "I am a bad man, but not a cheap man."

"Really? But any other man in the world, if it were you, would be so cheap..."

Feifei lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.

How to do?

She failed the CEO's painstaking efforts. Instead of giving up on him as he said, she loved him even more!

A man who is about to get married!

A man who doesn't care about her at all!

But, God, she really loved him more.

How could she not love this man?

She had a delicate mind, and immediately understood that Murong Lie hadn't been to the wealthy nightclub for so long, and that he came this time to tell her about it intentionally or unintentionally—suddenly, she shed more tears.

This man, no matter how capable and awesome he is, is really the man she loves so much that she cannot extricate herself.

She wiped away her tears, raised her head, and showed a smile: "President, I understand, I will never pester you again in the future and make you worry. I, I have completely given up on you."

Murong Lie looked at her, his deep eyes were full of charm, he nodded thoughtfully.

As smart as he is, how could he fail to see that she was telling the truth, but sometimes, a smart person should know—in this case, choosing to believe is the right choice.

"I, I wish you happiness. I wish you and your wife a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Murong Lie nodded, and said to her for the first time in his life: "Thank you."

Feifei immediately turned her head away, tears streaming down her face.

"Then President, I'll take my leave first. If I don't touch up my makeup again, I'm afraid that the distinguished guests will be so frightened that they won't dare to come again when they see me like this."

After all, a professional manager of a top nightclub can still say such humorous words at this time.

Murong Lie smiled slightly and nodded to her: "Okay, you go."

Feifei took a deep look at him, knowing that this might be the last time she saw him alone.

Feifei bowed to him, turned and left.

When she walked to the corridor, she passed by Song Ruqiao who had received a call from Murong Lie.

Song Ruqiao came to the rest area and asked Murong Lie, "Boss, why is Feifei crying like this?"

Murong Lie said lightly, "It's probably because the sand is blinding my eyes."

Of course Song Ruqiao was not a fool, who was not Qiqiao Linglongxin, he immediately shrugged and changed the subject: "President, why did you ask me to come here?"

Murong Lie stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Help!"

"Uh?"

Song Ruqiao looked at him in surprise.