Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"It seems like your relationship is really good."

"Thank you Mr. Pan for your kindness."

Lin Yiran continued: "You can go have lunch first, so many people are still waiting for you."

As soon as these words came out, Pan Yijing naturally had to step down.

"good."

Pan Yijing nodded, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

"Then don't bother me, Miss Lin."

At this moment, the boss of Yipinju personally brought the food box over.

"Ms. Lin."

The boss smiled and said: "This is the meal you ordered, please take it."

"Thank you boss."

After taking the lunch box and looking up at Pan Yijing, Lin still smiled with his usual distant smile: "Mr. Pan, see you next time."

"good."

Curbing his lips bitterly, Pan Yijing didn't say anything, but just watched her figure disappear from the door.

"Mr. Pan."

Several other business partners then took advantage of the situation and said: "Let's go to the private room. My secretary has already ordered the food and is waiting for us to go over."

"good."

In response, hiding the reluctance in his heart, Pan Yijing had no choice but to follow the crowd to the box.

Pan Yijing naturally ate this meal absent-mindedly, and naturally mentioned the business casually.

Fortunately, the business this time was already a done deal, so naturally there was no impact.

His special assistant Yang Zhe returned to the box after seeing off his business partner.

In the private room, Pan Yijing was still pouring wine for himself and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhe couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to stop him: "Sir, you have already drank a lot, it is not appropriate to drink any more."

Pan Yijing ignored Yang Zhe's words and continued to pour wine.

His throat was burning and his brain was dizzy. Even though the wine was terrible, Pan Yijing still drank it one after another, as if he was dying.

"gentlemen."

Seeing Pan Yijing drinking wine desperately, Yang Zhe didn't care about anything and immediately grabbed the wine glass and reminded him: "Sir, you really can't drink anymore."

"There will be a family dinner tonight. If the old man sees you drunk, he will definitely scold you."

Pan Yijing frowned: "Give me the wine."

"this…………"

Yang Zhe hesitated and did not dare to return the wine glass.

"You really can't drink anymore. The time has come. I'd better send you back to rest."

Just as he was talking, the boss of Yipinju entered the box after hearing the news.

Seeing the drunk Pan Yijing in the box, the owner of Yipinju raised his eyebrows: "What's going on?"

Pan Yijing lowered his head, his hands weakly resting on the back of the chair, and his atmosphere was depressed.

Yang Zhe could only whisper: "Sorry, boss, our husband drank a little too much."

"fine."

Waving his hand to indicate that it was okay, the boss of Yipinju directly pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Pan Yijing.

"What's going on? Why did you get yourself so drunk?"

Yang Zhe silently cursed in his heart: "It's not because of that Miss Lin."

Although Yang Zhe dared to think this, he didn't dare to say it directly.

Seeing Pan Yijing's groggy look, the boss of Yipinju made a bold guess.

"Mr. Pan, why are you so drunk today? Could it be because of Miss Lin?"

After hearing what Miss Lin said, Pan Yijing was obviously stunned.

Without denying it, Pan Yijing lowered his head and remained silent.

Silence often represents affirmation.

Raising his eyebrows, the boss patted him hard on the shoulder.

"I just find it very strange. Why would you talk to Miss Lin when you are so good? It turns out you have this intention."

"But what's going on with you two?"

With the walnuts in his hand, the boss really loves to eat melons.

"Let's talk and listen."

"Brother, if you say it like this, we can also help you solve your problems."

She raised her head and glanced at him. After hearing this, Pan Yijing seemed to have sobered up a lot.

Without mentioning anything, Pan Yijing rubbed his forehead and said to himself: "What kind of lunch did she prepare?"

"she?"

The boss of Yipinju raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking about Miss Lin?"

Pan Yijing glanced at him, as if to say, "What else?"

With a chuckle, the owner of Yipinju replied: "Ms. Lin often packs lunch for Mr. Mu at my place, including sweet and sour pork loin, Mushu pork, and broccoli and shrimp."

"Miss Lin also named a dish today, Plum Pork Ribs."

"They are probably what Mr. Mu likes to eat."

After hearing this, Pan Yijing's mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was particularly bitter.

Ha, these are all Mu Qingmo likes to eat.

"Brother, do you want to pack this portion for you to try?"

"No need."

Waving his hand, Pan Yijing stood up, his steps chaotic.

"Walk."

This was said to Yang Zhe.

Yang Zhe nodded and immediately stepped forward to help him up: "Sir, I will take you back to rest."

"Um."

After responding, Pan Yijing allowed Yang Zhe to help him get into the car.

After getting in the car, Yang Zhe immediately turned on the air conditioner: "Sir, why don't we go back to the apartment first?"

"Um."

Pan Yijing's tone was low and hoarse: "Tell grandpa for me that I will not attend today's family dinner."

Yang Zhe didn't dare to say anything and immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, sir, I will let the old man know later."

Without responding to him again, Pan Yijing leaned on his seat and closed his eyes. His brows were slightly frowned, and an uncontrollable cloud of sadness shrouded his face.

Looking carefully from the rearview mirror, Yang Zhe sighed silently.

Hey, sir, why bother?

Every time he meets Ms. Lin, his husband loses control of his emotions.

Even though he had made up his mind not to disturb Lin Yiran and to cut off the relationship, every time he saw Lin Yiran, he would always lose control and want to find her involuntarily.

It seems that this is a destined fate.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yang Zhe could only silently feel sorry for his husband in his heart.

At the same time, Lin Yiran had already arrived at Mu's door.

Taking the elevator to Mu Qingmo's office, and knocking on the door, Lin Yiran smiled slightly and looked at Mu Qingmo who was working hard at his desk.

"Brother Qingmo."

Hearing this, Mu Qingmo immediately raised his head and said, "Yes."

Putting down the pen and watching Lin Yiran walking towards him, Mu Qingmo's eyes felt a touch of tenderness.

"Why are the people coming here so much slower today than before?"

"nothing."

Smiling and sitting down opposite Mu Qingmo, Lin Yiran replied: "I just met an acquaintance when I was at Yipinju, so we had a chat."

"oh?"

Raising his eyebrows in confusion, Mu Qingmo asked, "Do I know any acquaintance?"

Lin Yiran opened the lunch box and said in a nonchalant tone: "You know him too."

Hearing this, Mu Qingmo suddenly became interested.

"Who?"

"Actually, it's not anyone."

Lin Yiran pursed his lips: "That's Mr. Pan." (End of Chapter)