That Money Sure Was Fed To A Dog

Song Wei was pulled into the bed by him. She was already feeling dizzy and the fall made her even dizzier.

Lu Chengchen reached out with one arm to grab her waist. She pushed his hand away almost reflexively and hurriedly got up to stand by the bed.

Lu Chengchen looked displeased.

"You won't even let me hug you?"

"Ha, hug?" Song Wei felt that it was ironic. She curled her lips coldly. "Mr. Lu, are you drunk? Aren't you afraid of grossing yourself out by hugging me?"

She knew that Lu Chengchen was just unwilling to accept it now.

In the past, he would not even bother to look at her, let alone hug her. He was just used to her ingratiating attitude and was suddenly uncomfortable with her coldness.

For example, if you had a dog and it tried to please you every day, would you feel uncomfortable if it suddenly left when it saw you instead of pleasing you?

Lu Chengchen treated her like a dog.

As Lu Chengchen listened to Song Wei's words, his tipsy eyes gradually narrowed, and his expression was dark.

Suddenly, he scoffed. "You're quite smart. So why did you turn around and leave when you saw me? Was the 500,000 not heavy enough?"

Now that he mentioned the 500,000 yuan, Song Wei was scared.

"I'll think of a way to pay you back. I'm not taking your money for free. Don't make it seem as if I'll go soft after taking your money." Song Wei's tone became more forceful as she spoke.

Lu Chengchen looked at her with interest. "Oh? You won't be soft-hearted after taking the money?"

"In this world, the one who owes money is the true boss," Song Wei retorted righteously.

Lu Chengchen seemed to have been defeated by Song Wei's unreasonable tantrum. For two to three seconds, he did not say anything. His expression was extremely ugly.

"That money sure was fed to a dog," he finally managed to choke out.

Song Wei immediately glared at him.

The room was very quiet during the period when their eyes were locked. Lu Chengchen lay on the bed unrestrainedly while Song Wei stood by the window. Although she pretended to be fierce and vicious, she was actually vulnerable in front of the man who looked casual and indifferent.

Fortunately, a ringtone broke the atmosphere.

Lu Chengchen took out his cell phone from his pocket. Song Wei saw the caller ID. It was Jiang Manxue.

Her mood instantly turned sour.

She scoffed and said sarcastically, "You sure are a busy man, Mr. Lu."

"Thanks to you."

Lu Chengchen responded coldly, got up, and walked to the balcony to answer the call.

His words had a deeper meaning.

That's right. If it weren't for her, he might have married Jiang Manxue and this scene of him having to answer the call of his mistress while he was with his wife wouldn't have occurred.

The sliding door of the balcony was not tightly shut.

Vaguely, Song Wei could hear Lu Chengchen and Jiang Manxue talking on the phone. His usually strong and fierce voice was now low and gentle.

Song Wei pulled up the suitcase in the corner and left the place.

She never returned to this room again.

The next day, she went back to Jiang Bei with Wang Yu. As for Lu Chengchen, she didn't want to care about him at all.

Yet, someone had to bring it up in front of her.

Song Wei just brought Wang Yu back to the company and she saw Jiang Manxue standing at the entrance of her company. Jiang Manxue saw her and Wang Yu and immediately walked over with a cold face. It was obvious that she was here to stop her.

Jiang Manxue's makeup was very proper today. She was wearing a bright red branded coat and looked like a legitimate wife who was here to declare her sovereignty.

She stopped Song Wei at the entrance of the company.

"Song Wei, let's talk."