Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 213 Why Are You Hitting Me?
"Lei Gong, Young Master Chu has his wife to accompany him when he goes home. Isn't it interesting that you go home alone?"

"Going home alone is better than facing you." Lei Ao stood up, patted Luo Zhiting on the shoulder and left first.

"It's boring." Luo Zhiting muttered, pulled out a smile and waved to Lu Qingying, saying: "Qingying, goodbye, remember to bring your man-in-law friend out next time, so that she won't lose her hair Short, short experience."

"Okay." Lu Qingying nodded helplessly. Why did she feel that Luo Zhiting and Yu Xiaowan had a feeling that they were not enemies and did not get together? He described her as a manly woman, and she described him as Stallion.

Chu Mohan pulled Lu Qingying out of the bar and walked towards the car parked not far from the door. He directly pulled her to the driver's seat, opened the door and pushed her up.

"What?" Lu Qingying was confused.

"Of course you are driving, do you want me to drive drunk?" Chu Mohan bent down to fasten her seat belt and closed the car door before going around to the other side to get in the car.

"That's why you don't allow me to drink?" Lu Qingying turned her head and glared at the man. He only gave her juice the whole night.

"There are other reasons, have you forgotten? Hmm?" Chu Mo's lips curled up in a cold and charming way, and his burning eyes flashed ambiguously.

Lu Qingying's small face was slightly dry and hot. She knew that she was not good at drinking, not only got drunk easily, but also went crazy.

She bit her lip and turned her face away guiltily, but the man seemed unwilling to let go of this opportunity to laugh at her, and a nasty voice rang in her ears.

"If you get drunk tonight, I'm going to take you to the side."

His voice stopped suddenly, and his deep eyes were fixed on the men and women who walked into the hotel door.

Lu Qingying sensed that something was wrong with him, followed his gaze, and couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.

It turned out that it was Song Hanzhu and Jiang Chengfeng, two shameless people.

"Drive, let's go home." Chu Mohan's voice returned to its usual tone.

"Oh." Lu Qingying withdrew her gaze, started the car resignedly, and reversed the car out.

I have to say that although she rarely drives, her driving skills are still very stable.

Along the way, both of them were silent, as if they had their own concerns.

Back in the small apartment, Lu Qingying didn't even bother to take a shower, she took out the dress information from her bag, and sat on the sofa to read it seriously.

"Are these in a hurry?" Seeing her racing against time, Chu Mohan walked up to her, picked up a picture file and looked at it.

"Samples will be made in ten days, and if they are done well, they can be shown at the exhibition together with the new spring models." Lu Qingying replied without raising her head.

Chu Mojin frowned slightly when he heard the words, picked up the materials on the table and looked at them thoughtfully.

"Just looking at these things, do you want to design an eye-catching dress?" His words were full of doubts.

"Hey, Chu Mohan, why are you hitting me?" Lu Qingying raised her head and stared at him displeased. She knew that she had found these materials in a hurry this afternoon, and they really didn't help much.

Chu Mohan put the document back on the desktop with a "snap", he went to the room and brought the laptop, sat down beside her and opened it.

"What are you doing?" Lu Qingying asked curiously.

"If you don't have inspiration, don't force yourself, it will only mess you up. You can read these materials." While speaking, Chu Mohan opened a folder and pushed the computer in front of Lu Qingying.

"These." Lu Qingying stared at the information on the computer in surprise.

(End of this chapter)