After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Chapter 1313 They Made Up



Chapter 1313 They Made Up

Xiao Wan burst out laughing.

Well, actually, that's what she thinks too.

Qiao Jia sometimes seems a bit foolish, and even her schemes to harm others aren't very clever.

Take those thirty-odd scenes of falling into the water, for example.

At first, Mu Xiaowan genuinely thought that she was so stupid that she couldn't act no matter how she filmed, so she kindly put up with her temper and accompanied her, after all, professionalism was Mu Xiaowan's standard.

Unfortunately, this person did it on purpose.

Sometimes, when people do bad things, it's hard to tell whether it's genuine stupidity or just malicious intent.

Judging from Qiao Jia's usual lack of intelligence, Mu Xiaowan believes it's the former; she's really stupid.

Mu Xiaowan: [I heard from Sister Bai that she went crazy demanding my and your contact information, and even apologized to me in every way possible. I've publicly accepted her apology and forgiven her. Is she still bothering you?]

Song Mingyi: [She wants me to be her sugar daddy.]

Mu Xiaowan laughed heartlessly: [Not bad, good eye! Ambitious! Most people wouldn't dare approach you and Lu Shenxing, but she's only getting stronger after setbacks!]

Song Mingyi: [That's not all, she's put me in a terrible situation. Xiao Qiang did the same thing before, which scared Lu Shenxing. Now another one is coming, and he's reacting defensively.]

Mu Xiaowan: [Your house is so crowded.]

Song Mingyi couldn't help but laugh out loud. She was truly impressed by Xiao Wan, who was still making such a ridiculous joke at a time like this. It was indeed very crowded if everyone wanted to join Song Mingyi and Lu Shenxing's home!

After sending the message, Song Mingyi said to her assistant, "Let her in."

Assistant: “Yes.”

Qiao Jia pushed open the door and entered, her face beaming with joy.

In her lifetime, she had finally entered President Song Mingyi's office.

As for her being a celebrity, confessing her feelings to Song Mingyi outside the Lu Group today, and saying those things, Qiao Jia didn't care.

Please spread this widely, and it would be even better if you could also establish her as Song Mingyi's mistress or girlfriend outside the marriage, thank you.

She had been sitting outside constantly scrolling through the news on her phone, but she couldn't find herself and Song Mingyi appearing on the same screen. She really hated the paparazzi's work efficiency.

He wasn't good when he should have been, and now he's terribly incompetent.

Qiao Jia adjusted her expression, revealed a sweet smile, and slowly walked in, considerately closing the door behind her.

"Sister~"

Qiao Jia's voice is always sweet.

Song Mingyi looked up from the documents: "I haven't blacklisted you, you don't need to curry favor with me."

Qiao Jia: "But I really like you, sister."

Song Mingyi: "..."

Song Mingyi: "If you want resources or anything, sincerely apologize to Xiaowan again. If she forgives you, you can choose to join either her company or my artist management company. You can then follow the company's arrangements for your work. Is that alright?"

Qiao Jia was stunned by this immense happiness.

She was wrong.

Song Mingyi is not only her sugar mommy, but also her provider.

What? Mu Xiaowan?

That wasn't her competitor vying for resources; it was her dear Wanwan, the beautiful Ms. Mu Xiaowan, who was also her sugar daddy and the next boss.

Thank you for being there.

Qiao Jia was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes; she was practically ready to kowtow to Song Mingyi: "Sister, thank you! I'd love to warm your bed tonight!"

Song Mingyi: "...No need, but let's make this clear first, neither of our companies accepts artists with bad records. You should reflect on your past misdeeds."

Qiao Jia: "I'll be super good, don't worry, sister. I'll definitely work hard to earn money for you and Sister Wanwan~"

Song Mingyi managed to coax the person away just like that.

Qiao Jia actually has a pretty good appearance. If she's given some support and given different makeup and styling, she has a lot of potential. Whether or not to make her a star is up to Xiao Wan to decide.

After all, Qiao Jia was targeting Mu Xiaowan at the time, so her apology should have been made after Mu Xiaowan had genuinely forgiven her.

Song Mingyi sent the person away without taking it to heart, but someone started to get jealous again.

Lu Shenxing walked in from the office next door, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at Song Mingyi.

"President Song is quite popular with women."

Lu Shenxing's voice carried a hint of jealousy.

Song Mingyi was helpless; the old house had caught fire again.

She held Lu Shenxing's hand and coaxed him gently, "They are all just flowers and grass outside, only you are the treasure of the family."

This is a corny pickup line that Song Mingyi recently learned from Mu Xiaowan.

Lu Shenxing was indeed amused.

Song Mingyi thought, "So this is what it means to win a smile from a beauty."

Lu Shenxing: "Mrs. Lu's skill in coaxing people has improved."

He smiled and sat down next to Song Mingyi, his large hand gently caressing her slender waist.

Song Mingyi calmly replied, "I learned it all from President Lu."

Lu Shenxing laughed: "I don't remember ever teaching this."

He moved closer to Song Mingyi, his hot breath instantly drawing near.

The next second, Lu Shenxing bit Song Mingyi's lips.

Their lips touched briefly before parting, yet remained locked in a passionate embrace.

Lu Shenxing's voice was low, like a satisfied sigh, or perhaps a sigh of some other kind: "Mrs. Lu..."

"Sometimes I'm also troubled by your popularity."

Song Mingyi was in a good mood and smiled, "Then how about we wait until I get a little older and uglier?"

Lu Shenxing chuckled and gently kissed Song Mingyi's lips.

"Mrs. Lu will always be the most beautiful in my heart. However, I really want to grow old and ugly with you. Would Mrs. Lu be willing to give me a chance?"

Song Mingyi withdrew her hand reservedly: "Let me think about it some more."

"Don't think about it."

Lu Shenxing pulled the person into his arms domineeringly, feigning fierceness: "You can only belong to me, Lu Shenxing, and only me!"

He held Song Mingyi's chin and kissed her passionately.

He's been suffocating for days.

Song Mingyi pressed against Lu Shenxing's chest, pulling him away from the passionate kiss.

Song Mingyi's voice was hoarse: "Later, now...it's not the time, I have a meeting later."

Lu Shenxing's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile: "Hmm. I've had enough of playing the broken couple for so many days. It's time to wrap things up."

"Mrs. Lu, would you like to come along?" Lu Shenxing reached out his hand.

Song Mingyi laughed at him, "At your age, you're still trying to be affectionate with me?"

That's what he said, but he still put his hand on hers.

Lu Shenxing smiled: "It's never too late."

His beautiful, deep eyes were filled with intense love.

He and Song Mingyi could never change their minds.

To him, Song Mingyi was his wife, friend, family, and comrade-in-arms.

Those memories, etched solely by their shared experiences amidst the chaos of war.

No one can replace him.

Song Mingyi smiled, tightened her grip on Lu Shenxing's hand, and together they got up and walked towards the conference room.

This meeting was one of the largest ever held by the Lu Group.

The entire conference room was located in the internal auditorium of the Lu Group.

The shareholders sat in the front row, followed by the company's management team, and so on, with many employees of the Lu Group also present.

If Xia Yao were still an employee, she would also be eligible to participate in this meeting.

Song Mingyi and Lu Shenxing walked in hand in hand, silencing the entire conference room.

Thousands of eyes were fixed on the two of them, finally settling on their clasped hands.

President Lu and President Song...

They've made up?


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