"Doctor Xu, please call Special Assistant Chen. Mr. Lu is tired of me and probably won't want to see me again. If nothing happens, I will hang up first."
Xu Yan said immediately: "Joy, do you and Wenzhou really want to break up so cleanly? It's not bad to just be friends."
Joey sneered: "Doctor Xu, as a qualified canary, you shouldn't be disconnected from the financial sponsor, right? I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first."
She spoke clearly and concisely, without any sloppiness.
Xu Yan hung up the phone and couldn't help cursing: "You deserve it, you bitch! You did it all yourself. As long as you show some kindness to Joey, she won't be so ruthless to you."
Lu Wenzhou's heart was painfully pulled, but there was no emotion on his face.
His tone of voice was still impersonal.
"The spoiled little thing can't stand the strong wind and waves outside. When her wings are broken, she will naturally return to you."
Xu Yan was so angry that his liver ached: "Who gave you such confidence!"
Faced with such an unsatisfactory thing, Xu Yan was truly speechless.
He was so angry that he called a few more friends to drink with Lu Wenzhou.
In the end, everyone was knocked down by Lu Wenzhou, and he himself was not sober.
Just when he was resting on the sofa, half drunk and half awake, he heard someone calling him.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and what came into view was Joey's pure and clean face.
The woman was wearing his favorite black suspender skirt, her brown curly hair was draped lazily on her shoulders, and she smelled of flowers that he liked.
Lu Wenzhou could no longer hold back the emotion he was holding back in his heart.
He grabbed the woman's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Joy, come home with me, okay?"
His deep peach blossom eyes looked at the woman in front of him with blazing warmth.
Although she was recognized as Joey, Song Qingya was still moved when she saw the man looking at her so affectionately.
She deliberately pretended to be cool about Joey.
He whispered: "Lu Wenzhou, don't drink so much in the future."
Hearing Joey's blame again and feeling her concern again, Lu Wenzhou's eyes turned red with excitement.
He held Song Qingya's hand and looked at her with blurred eyes: "Okay, I will listen to you from now on, as long as you don't leave."
He has always been cold, aloof and arrogant.
He had never spoken so condescendingly to anyone.
But he was so gentle to this dead woman, Joey.
Song Qingya was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
But he soon woke up.
It didn't matter if she thought she was Joey. As long as she and Lu Wenzhou were allowed to cook, that dead woman Joey would never come back.
Song Qingya sent Lu Wenzhou home.
Seeing the cold and noble man lying quietly on the bed, Song Qingya's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.
She took out Lu Wenzhou's cell phone, unlocked it with facial recognition, found Joey's phone number, and dialed it directly.
As soon as Joey finished discussing the case with his client, his cell phone rang.
Seeing that it was Lu Wenzhou, she hesitated for a moment and pressed answer.
She said 'hello' softly, but no one spoke.
Just as he was about to hang up, Song Qingya's soft voice came from inside.
"Lu Wenzhou, next time you drink so much, I won't care about you."
After several seconds, Lu Wenzhou's hoarse voice came.
"Okay, I'll listen to you from now on, stay here and don't leave, okay?"
Joey knew that this was Song Qingya's intention, just to tell her that Lu Wenzhou was with her now.
A cold sneer appeared at the corner of her lips, and she hung up the phone without hesitation.
Song Qingya looked at the hung up phone with a flash of pride in her eyes.
She didn't believe that without Joey, Lu Wenzhou wouldn't fall in love with her.
But at this moment, she heard Lu Wenzhou's somewhat painful murmur.
"Joy, when will you come back? I miss you so much."
One sentence wiped away all Song Qingya's joy of victory.
She clenched her fists with both hands, her heart filled with anger.
Lu Wenzhou had already seen with his own eyes that Joey had a room with Yan Xingcheng. Why was he still obsessed with her?
Did he really fall in love with her?
How can it be!
Joey is just a canary he raised, how could he have feelings for her.
Song Qingya stared at Lu Wenzhou, who was kissing the pillow holding Joey endlessly on the bed, and the jealousy in her heart reached its peak.
She had to make this man hers tonight.
Thinking of this, her face suddenly showed a hint of coquettishness, and she slowly took off the shoulder straps of her suspender skirt.
However, just when she was about to continue taking off her clothes, a cold female voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Song Qingya, what are you doing?"
Hearing this scolding, Song Qingya was so frightened that she immediately put on her clothes. What came into view was Lu Wanning's cold and stern face.
She immediately explained with a smile: "Sister Wan Ning, Brother Wen Zhou drank too much. He said he wanted me to stay with him."
Lu Wanning glanced at Lu Wenzhou calmly and heard him murmuring Joey's name.
She chuckled lightly: "I'm afraid the person he needs is not you."
One sentence exposed all Song Qingya's conspiracies.
She pretended to be pitiful for a moment, and said with red eyes, "Sister Wan Ning, I just don't want to see Brother Wenzhou in such pain."
Lu Wanning showed no mercy to her: "You, a wealthy young lady, are with my brother in the middle of the night. If word spreads that it will bring bad reputation to anyone, I will ask the driver to take you back."
She almost said, 'There is no way to climb into my brother's bed.'
If Song Qingya continues to be so shameless and persists, I wonder what nastier words Lu Wanning will say.
She lowered her head, her eyes full of grievance.
He whispered: "Then I'll leave first. Sister Wan Ning can take care of him."
After saying that, she took small steps and left.
The next morning.
Lu Wenzhou was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone, and he pressed the shutdown button impatiently.
Then, his long arms moved towards his side.
He was still mumbling vaguely: "Joy, sleep with me for a while longer."
However, his hand failed.
There was no one he wanted by his side.
He opened his eyes suddenly and stared at the empty bed next to him in a daze.
He clearly remembered that it was Joey who brought him home.
I also remember what she said when she complained about him angrily.
Why is it missing now?
Could it be that she put up her pants and left after he finished sleeping, fearing that he would blame her?
Lu Wenzhou let out a slight mockery from the corner of his mouth, got off the bed and entered the bathroom.
When he finished washing and went downstairs, he heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen.
Through the frosted glass door, he saw a delicate figure busying around inside.
A glimmer of light flashed across Lu Wenzhou's dark eyes.
He took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
He didn't open the door, but lazily leaned against the wall.
He said in a nonchalant tone, "Isn't it very heartless to refuse? Why are you chasing after me again?"
