It's hard to get a marriage, and the husband spoils it

Chapter 140 Hug Me

The next day.

No one expected that what happened in the garden would be on the news the next day.

The news exaggerated the facts, coupled with wild speculations, pointing out that the previously canceled engagement might have been due to pressure from Shen Qiu during his lifetime. Now that Shen Qiu had passed away, the two embraced affectionately, and it seemed that their relationship would be broken.

Office of the President of the Lu Corporation.

The manager of the finance department came out of Lu Rufeng's office dejectedly, and Assistant Wang looked at him sympathetically.

"Is this the third time, and Boss Lu asked you to change it?"

The manager of the financial department smiled wryly, "Yes, I have made the financial report for this month for the third time, but Mr. Lu is still not satisfied."

"Boss Lu is holding his breath right now, I advise you to hand it in two days later."

"You think I don't want to, Mr. Lu said, let him see a satisfactory financial statement today."

Assistant Wang could only sympathize with him.

in the office.

Lu Rufeng buttoned his tie, loosened it irritably, raised his hand and threw all the documents on the table into the trash can.

The photo on the news this morning, the photo of Jian Anan holding Shen Youbai, appeared uncontrollably in his mind.

He knew in his heart that Jian An'an couldn't possibly like Shen Youbai, but the distressed expression on her delicate side face made him feel as if something was clogging his heart, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Jian Anan, who used to only have Lu Rufeng in her eyes, now feels sorry for other men.

……

Driving back to the rose garden, Jian Anan turned off the car and sat in the car with a headache.

Thanks to today's news, she explained to a bunch of people that her mouth was dry, but no one believed it, especially Chen Manli's explicit and secret hints to let her and Shen Youbai continue to develop.

Jian Anan cursed a few words in her heart. If she knew earlier, she shouldn't meddle in other people's business.

Dragging his tired body upstairs.

She lowered her head to look for the keys from her bag, without looking ahead, her foot suddenly kicked something, which shocked her greatly.

Looking over, her face instantly darkened.

"Lu Rufeng! Why are you here?"

Lu Rufeng leaned against the door, tilted his head to the side, and remained motionless. Jian Anan frowned when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

"Hey, Lu Rufeng, hello..."

Seeing that there was no reaction at all, Jian Anan stepped forward and kicked her twice, Lu Rufeng murmured something indistinctly, but there was no reaction again, and she seemed drunk and unconscious.

Since meeting Lu Rufeng, Jian Anan has never seen him drunk and unconscious.

On the last day of Lin Mengyao's death, although he was drunk, he still had a sliver of reason and knew how to reply.

After hesitating for a moment, Jian Anan grasped Lu Rufeng's arm and pulled him aside forcefully, who knew that as soon as he let go, he fell limply on the ground and lay there.

After helping him twice, he fell down again. Jian Anan suddenly lost his patience, and said, "I'm drunk, I can't control it! I love it!"

If she took it to open the door, it opened with a "click", but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lu Rufeng's body flinching, and her feet stopped when she was walking into the room.

It was already winter, and the weather was very cold. Lu Rufeng didn't wear much, except for a thin black shirt, and he didn't know how long he was lying here. When he touched him just now, he felt his icy body temperature.

Gritting her teeth, Jian An entered the room.

In less than a minute, she came out of the house with a towel in her hand, which seemed to be wet.

Throwing the wet towel directly on Lu Rufeng's face, the towel was wet with cold water, he shivered from the cold, and slowly opened his eyes.

Jian Anan was indifferent, staring at Lu Rufeng lying on the ground, "Go as soon as you wake up."

Jian Anan picked up the towel, turned and walked into her room.

Suddenly, Lu Rufeng turned over and sat up, hugged her leg, rubbed his head on her leg, and murmured in a low voice: "It's cold, it's so cold...An'an, I'm cold..."

Jian Anan's face was as black as ink, and she raised her hand to push him, but he hugged him and refused to let go, gritted her teeth, and she was angry.

"Lu Rufeng! What on earth are you trying to do? I don't care if you are really drunk or fake drunk, let go, otherwise I will call the police immediately and say you are harassing me!"

Lu Rufeng hugged her legs tightly and did not let go, his lips turned pale from the cold, and he kept yelling cold.

The elevator door opened. It should be the old lady who lives next door. When she passed by Jian Anan, she took a second look and tried to persuade her, "Little girl, it's normal for young couples to have conflicts, but it seems that your boyfriend is so drunk. You still wear so little, hurry up and take it home, don’t catch a cold later.”

"You misunderstood, we don't know each other."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Rufeng hugged Jian Anan's legs even tighter, "An'an, I'm cold, so cold..."

"Lu Rufeng! Let go of your hand, do you hear me!"

The old lady on the side smiled meaningfully, "Little girl, you still say you don't know each other? Take it home quickly, there is a quarrel at the end of the bed, and talk slowly when you get home."

"me……"

Jian Anan couldn't argue with anything, and finally had no choice but to drag Lu Rufeng into the house and throw him on the carpet in the living room.

Sitting down on the sofa angrily, Jian Anan stared at Lu Rufeng with narrowed eyes. She wondered from the beginning to the end whether he was really drunk?
But if he wasn't drunk, how could Lu Rufeng cling to someone else's legs?
While thinking, Lu Rufeng got up from the carpet, came to her, hugged her leg, and leaned his face on her knee.

Jian Anan kicked him impatiently, "Lu Rufeng, what the hell are you doing! Are you really drunk or fake drunk?"

Lu Rufeng muttered, and answered irrelevant questions.

"Hug me, An An, you hug me..."

She frowned, Lu Rufeng turned into a three-year-old when he got drunk?Want to hug?

Seeing that Jian Anan didn't move, Lu Rufeng seemed very dissatisfied. He sat on the sofa, leaned his head on her shoulder, and hugged her tightly from the side.

"Let go! Lu Rufeng, let me go, do you hear me?"

Jian Anan's cold reprimand had no effect, but Lu Rufeng shrank his shoulders aggrievedly, holding her hand but never letting go.

Jian Anan was annoyed, whether she was really drunk or pretending to be stupid, she tried hard to break his hand away, but it was in vain after working hard for a long time.

Lu Rufeng buried her on her neck, "You can hug others, but not me... It doesn't matter if you don't want to hug me, let me hug you, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in his drunken words, which suddenly stopped Jian Anan's struggling movements.

To Lu Rufeng, she can't help being soft-hearted, as long as he shows a little pitiful.

Lin Mengyao's death was the last time, and this time is also the same.

"Shen Youbai actually dared to let you hug him. I will remember. The next time I meet him in the gym, we will have another boxing match. This time I will not only slap him in the face, but I will also cripple his hands..."

Jian Anan was confused when she heard it, and she suddenly remembered a conversation between the two in front of Yihe Apartment, and Shen Youbai came to see her with a bruise on his jaw for a while.

All these points were connected one by one, and Jian Anan suddenly understood.

The bruise on Shen Youbai's face was Lu Rufeng's masterpiece.

(End of this chapter)