Becoming the sickly wife of a literary giant

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Jiang Yuan, who was used to chatting with Lu Sheng on the way home from get off work every day, was unable to speak today and felt exhausted. Turning her head and looking at his angular profile, she felt a little depressed.

However, the more she looked at this handsome face, the more she liked it. Thinking of the hard work of the boss day and night to make money, the unhappiness soon disappeared.

Living with a handsome guy is comfortable and can reduce too many family conflicts. This great handsome face, no one can get angry at all. The handsome guy not only makes money to support his family, but also keeps himself clean and does not mess around. He is really good in every way.

Except that he is a little cold sometimes, but this is not worth mentioning in the countless advantages.

Jiang Yuan admired the boss's expression boldly, and suddenly felt a little sleepy. Then he closed his eyes, thinking of taking a nap.

Lu Shengrang, who was particularly conscious, felt the burning gaze from the side lingering on him for a long time. During this period, he sat straight and stiff all the way, and even his eyelashes did not move.

After an unknown period of time, his ears returned to calm, and the gaze disappeared.

Lu Shengrang slowly opened his eyes.

Before he turned his head, the red and white net bag and the yellow and white pear appeared in the afterglow. His expressionless face became a little colder, and he had the urge to throw this thing out of the car.

After seeing the girl's peaceful face sleeping, those negative emotions seemed to disappear suddenly.

He always knew that Jiang Yuan was a beautiful girl, and it was not uncommon for her to be noticed. What did the inappropriate behavior of those men outside have to do with her? She was also harassed.

Lu Shengrang never thought of letting Jiang Yuan quit her job and stay in that exquisite cage-like western-style building, trapping her from then on.

Perhaps Jiang Yuan herself did not realize that she seemed to have become a different person since she started working. She exuded attractive vitality and energy from the inside out, like a little butterfly flying happily in the flowers, stretching out her emotions and feelings to her heart's content.

Although the work was not smooth sailing, she never felt discouraged, let alone asked him for help.

Lu Shengrang witnessed her slow growth and changes silently, and also served as the strongest invisible shield behind her. He had seen the girl's happy smile, the girl's depressed look, and many unknown sides of her.

Suddenly, the car braked sharply and turned.

Jiang Yuan, who was sleeping soundly, lost her balance and was thrown forward.

Seeing that the little face was about to hit him, Lu Shengrang reached out and brought the person steadily to his arms, but the person in his arms did not show any sign of waking up.

The driver was sweating profusely: "Sir, a dog just rushed out..."

Lu Shengrang glanced at him lightly, "Well, drive steadily."

The driver understood, he understood, he understood, he was afraid of disturbing his wife's sleep, right?

It must be said that the gentleman's temper in front of his wife is much better than in the company, and there is no trace of severity. He clearly saw his wife talking to a man outside the newspaper office, but he could not help asking after getting in the car.

If it were him, he would have run up to show his identity at that time. All the wild men outside, he would have killed him.

The driver admired the gentleman from the bottom of his heart, he was worthy of being the man who paid him. This demeanor and calmness are rarely matched by others.