Chapter 382: Director Lu Climbs into Bed Again
"Yang Li!"
At a roar of rage, Yang Li, who was eavesdropping at the door, hurriedly scurried inside in a panic.
"Mas... Master, it’s no... not... nothing to do with me, I... I also went on the business trip with you."
If he had stayed in Huaxia, he definitely wouldn’t have let such a thing happen.
Lu Hualiang’s face was dark with anger, "Immediately arrange for several international fugitives to be led to southern Huaxia, then leak the news to Fang Lilin!"
"I’ll get right on it!"
Ow!
He wanted to resign!
"Brother, what’s wrong with the master?"
Yang Liu leaned against the door, holding a cup of coffee, not at all worried about her own brother.
"What else could be wrong, it’s the young madam, sister, let me tell you, stay away from Xia Weibao."
As soon as Xia Weibao was mentioned, Yang Liu immediately perked up, as did the four beauties of secretaries who gathered around.
"The young madam made the master unhappy?" Yang Liu was thrilled.
Mentioning this, Yang Li was full of anger.
Why should he bear the brunt of the trouble caused by Xia Weibao!
"She put a green hat on the master, who is now in a thunderous rage!"
Yang Liu and the other four secretaries exchanged glances and cheered with applause!
Good!
Well done, young madam, finally ditching the Main Wife!
Now the young madam belongs to them!
Yang Li, "..."
These women were beyond saving.
Yang Jian was still in Africa feeding lions, weren’t they afraid of ending up with the same fate?
He shook his head, his expression one of sole enlighntment amidst a world of folly.
That same day, Fang Lilin received the news that international criminals had been spotted.
Although he was reluctant, duty called so he had to say goodbye to Xia Weibao and carry out the task.
Xia Weibao waved her hand dismissively, "Go, go, just leave the king’s account behind."
That said, Fang Lilin was really not bad—having climbed to the rank of king in just half a month.
Unlike someone who, after playing for so long, was still just a silver.
Cough cough, my queen, think about it, isn’t Director Lu lingering in silver because of someone?
Far away in the CEO office of Lu Corporation, Lu Hualiang suddenly sneezed.
He looked up towards the window.
Could it be that his wife was thinking of him?
Probably unlikely, that woman was so crazy now she didn’t even remember who she was!
That same night, not long after Xia Weibao had gone to bed, she smelled the familiar scent of a knockout drug.
She suddenly lifted her head, had Lu Hualiang returned from his business trip?
Her head had only lifted halfway when a shadow pounced on her, and immediately after, cold lips pressed against hers.
Xia Weibao, "..."
Had this already become his way of making an entrance?
It was always like this.
And this time, the kiss was urgent, the force a bit too strong, biting her lips until they bled, carrying a hint of punishment.
Xia Weibao was slightly dissatisfied, how had she offended him again?
She pushed against his side with her hands, then turned her head away.
"Lu Hualiang, enough is enough."
Lu Hualiang pinched her chin with two fingers, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.
"Xia Weibao, have you been enjoying yourself these past days, hmm?"
Xia Weibao blinked, "It’s been okay."
Chu—
A heartbreaking little arrow struck Director Lu’s tiny heart.
"Xia Weibao, don’t think I can’t handle you!"
"What do you want to do?"
Xia Weibao lifted her chin, her arrogance akin to that of a queen.
Lu Hualiang pinched his fingers together, mimicking the posture of someone about to strike.
He was reluctant to hit, but it seemed okay to scare her a bit.
Unexpectedly, Xia Weibao suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at him with complicated eyes.
She had made Third Chicken’s compromising photos disappear; it had been several days since she last saw the Dog Emperor, and she missed him terribly.