Mr. President, Love Without Restraint!

Chapter 71: The mouth says no, but the body is very honest

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She asked curiously, "They... seem to be afraid of you?"

When Lu Yuchen heard her words, he raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. "I control the shares of this hotel. Last time, I came here temporarily and laid off more than 40 managers who were just sitting there doing nothing. Tell me, why aren't they afraid of me?"

When Tang Xinluo heard this, she nodded in understanding.

It was rumored outside that Lu Yuchen was ruthless and vicious, and extremely strict with his subordinates. It turned out to be true.

She said no more and followed Lu Yuchen into the coffee shop.

Qixing Junyu is the first seven-star hotel in City A, and the cafe on the first floor is naturally the best one in City A.

The afternoon tea at this cafe has always been famous among the socialites in City A. It is still morning and not many people are here. After lunch, it is very easy to bump into those socialite wives or big-name stars here.

Lu Yuchen came in person, and even though he had instructed the senior executives not to follow him, he still had to rely on the cafe manager's attentive service.

"Find a quiet place." He ordered, and the manager who personally led them immediately arranged the two of them to the best seat inside.

It was quiet and secluded, and the surrounding tables didn't even have any guests. Most importantly, there was an exquisite artificial indoor river behind the table, which looked tranquil and elegant.

Soon, Qixing Junyu limited the supply of afternoon tea meals to 30 at 2 pm, and it was at this time that the cafe manager respectfully served them.

Lu Zhiyi was obviously late again, just like every time she made an appointment with Tang Xinluo to go out, she would always be very late and act like a big shot.

Tang Xinluo didn't want to wait for her at all, but Lu Yuchen showed no intention of leaving, so she had no choice but to sit down and eat cakes while waiting for someone.

Fortunately, Qixing Junyu's pastries were really to her taste.

The last time she had it was when Tang's mother was around. Ever since she married into Lu Qinghao's family, she no longer had the chance to have such delicious afternoon tea.

Just after she had eaten the third piece of cake, Lu Yuchen suddenly reached out and pinched her jaw.

"Hmm?" She was forced to turn her head and look at him due to the strength of his hand. She blinked and looked confused.

Lu Yuchen did not answer. He looked at her for a long time with his emotionless black eyes before he slowly said, "Do you like the cakes here?"

Tang Xinluo was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had accidentally made him angry again.

It turned out that he was just asking this.

She nodded and replied, "Yes, it's delicious."

There seemed to be an indescribable emotion in Lu Yuchen's dark eyes. He gently brushed the corner of her lips with his right thumb, sweeping off the cake crumbs on it.

Then, she retracted her right hand, and her thin lips brushed across his right thumb, putting the cake crumbs on the fingertip into her mouth.

The next second, Tang Xinluo heard him say, "There's nothing delicious."

Judging from the tone, it was actually one of extreme disgust.

She was about to say that he didn't know how to appreciate it, but she heard Lu Yuchen say to the manager standing by.

"Pack up the remaining pastries and send them to the car."

Tang Xinluo was stunned for a moment. This was simply a case of saying one thing and doing another!

The manager was also stunned for a moment, and explained: "Master Chen, there are only thirty servings of these cakes in total, and the daily quantity is limited."

He didn't know Tang Xinluo's identity, but he felt that it was a waste for Young Master Chen to do this just to win a beautiful woman's smile.

The reputation of a hotel is more important than anything else.

If Chen Shao just wanted to pick up girls, he believed that directly spending money would be more effective than giving these cakes away. (To be continued)