Lu Wenzhou's hand holding the wine glass tightened again and again.
The heart was stabbed at that moment.
That day Song Qingya committed suicide, and Joey called him a lot because of her aunt's pain. He answered the phone at first, but then hung up immediately when he got angry.
She wouldn't want to break up because of this.
Lu Wenzhou lowered his eyes, listening to Song Yanchen and Xu Yan's scolding of this scumbag husband, and could not feel the cigarette burning on his fingertips until the back of his hand.
He was restless all night.
If he hadn't gone back at this time in the past, Joey would have called and expressed concern.
But it's now past one in the morning, and he hasn't even received a message.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Put out the cigarette butt immediately, take your phone and leave.
As soon as he left the door of the bar, he saw a little girl walking towards him carrying a basket of flowers.
The girl smiled and asked him: "Sir, would you like to buy a few for your girlfriend?"
Lu Wenzhou looked at the dazzling array of champagne roses in the basket, and suddenly remembered Song Yanchen's words, "Just coax them."
So he said, "Pack them all up for me."
The girl was very happy. She immediately packed the flowers beautifully and handed them to Lu Wenzhou. She also smiled and said a lot of blessings.
Lu Wenzhou's gloomy expression finally softened a little.
He took out a few hundred dollar bills from his wallet and handed them to the girl.
But when he returned home holding the flowers, what greeted him was not that petite figure, but his aunt at home.
"Sir, you are back. I have cooked a hangover soup for you. Do you want a bowl?"
Lu Wenzhou frowned and stared upstairs: "Is she asleep?"
The aunt was stunned for a moment and immediately said: "Miss Qiao is gone. She asked me to give this to you."
Lu Wenzhou took an envelope from his aunt's hand.
When he opened it, he saw it was the clothing list Joey had made for him.
With veins pounding in his head, he crumpled up the list and threw it into the trash can.
He took out his cell phone and called Joey.
The phone rang for a long time before I answered the call.
Joey's slightly hoarse voice came from the receiver.
"What's up?"
Lu Wenzhou held the phone tightly in his big, knuckled hands, gritted his back molars and asked, "Are you sure you want to play it for real?"
"I'm sure!" Joey replied calmly.
"Joy, don't regret it!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Go upstairs with a cold face.
The nanny's voice came from behind: "Sir, this flower..."
"threw!"
He left without looking back or saying a word.
As soon as I walked to the bedroom door, I saw a white Samoyed wearing a yellow peace blessing around his neck.
He had seen it in Joy's circle of friends, and she said it was a gift from the mountain for the person she loved most.
It turns out that this dog is her favorite.
Lu Wenzhou gritted his teeth angrily.
He plucked the Ping An Fu from Xiaobai's neck and put it in his pocket.
Xiaobai shouted at him.
He stared at it angrily: "What do you call it? Your mother doesn't want you anymore!"
After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.
The next morning, Lu Wenzhou stretched out his arms out of habit and hugged him to the side.
Feeling that his arms were missing, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Only then did he realize that Joey was not here.
He suddenly felt like his heart was terribly blocked.
Every morning before, he and Joey would have a fancy breakfast.
Seeing the little woman enjoying herself under him, he always had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
That feeling was like poison, slowly seeping into his bones.
So much so that he now couldn't help but want to find Joey.
Lu Wenzhou became furious at the thought of her leaving without saying a word.
If you want him to find her, no way!
When he came down from upstairs, he saw Chen Zhuo standing in the living room, holding a mobile phone in his hand and chatting with someone.
He walked over and glanced at him: "So busy?"
Chen Zhuo immediately stopped what he was doing and asked with concern: "Mr. Lu, is Secretary Qiao seriously ill? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Lu Wenzhou was puzzled: "Did she tell you?"
"Yes, she just asked me for a week's leave. I was still thinking that I could just say no to you, so why would you follow the normal process from me?"
Lu Wenzhou's dark eyes darkened slightly: "Have you approved it?"
"The approval has just been completed. Please ask Secretary Qiao to rest at home. I will make arrangements for work."
Chen Zhuo thought that his CEO would definitely praise him for his efficiency.
Unexpectedly, I heard a cold voice: "The quarterly bonus has been deducted."
——
Joey lost a lot of blood during the operation and had to take a week off before going to work.
As soon as I arrived at the office, I heard from my colleagues that they had been having a miserable week.
Work overtime and arrive late every day.
Lu Wenzhou deducted hundreds of thousands of quarterly bonuses from assistant Chen Zhuo because he granted her a week's leave.
Joey knew that the money belonged to Chen Zhuo's wife, and it was just because of her that it was gone.
She explained a few work matters to her colleagues and then knocked on the door of the president's office.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lu Wenzhou sitting at his desk in a black formal suit.
The man's expression was cold and tired, his brows were straight, and his deep eyes were filled with careless lust.
The whole body's temperament is cold and noble.
The expression on his face was very calm. His eyes settled on Joey for a few seconds, and then he continued to work with his head down.
When they met again, Joey said it was a lie if he said he wasn't heartbroken.
Seven years ago, it was such a cold and handsome man that attracted her, which made her come to him regardless of everything.
But she didn't expect that Lu Wenzhou would treat her years of deep love as a mere game.
Joey tried his best to hide the emotions in his eyes and walked up to Lu Wenzhou with a businesslike tone.
"Mr. Lu, the leave regulations of the Group's Human Resources Department stipulate that leave within ten days can only be approved by the direct leader. Assistant Chen is my leader. Is there anything wrong with him approving the leave? Why do you want to deduct his bonus?"
Lu Wenzhou raised his eyelids slightly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes staring at her for a moment.
It was as if he could read her thoughts.
"Why did you say?"
The man's tone was slightly raised, with a hint of sarcasm.
Joey's heart tightened, "Is it because I broke up that made you feel unhappy? If you have any objections to me, you can come to me and don't bring trouble to others."
Lu Wenzhou chuckled disapprovingly, "It's okay if you don't want me to injure others. Just move back here and I can forget about it."
With an indescribable bitterness on his face, Joey handed the resignation report he had prepared long ago to Lu Wenzhou.
"Mr. Lu, not only will I not move back, I will also apply for resignation immediately. This is my resignation report. I hope you can find someone to take over with me as soon as possible."
Lu Wenzhou looked at the resignation report handed over by Joey, his fingertips holding the pen turned cold white.
Those deep black eyes stared at Joey motionlessly.
"What if I don't approve it?"
The corners of Joey's lips curved into a nice smile: "Mr. Lu, it was you who said at that time that we should separate when we get tired of playing. If you don't let me go like this, it will make me mistakenly think that you can't afford to play."
When Lu Wenzhou heard this, he immediately stood up from his chair and walked to Joey.
He grabbed her chin and rubbed her fair and smooth face with his fingertips.
The voice had a powerful sense of oppression.
"Joy, it's not that I can't afford to play, it's that I don't have enough fun!"
