The partitioned glass door closed gently, but someone's heart quietly cracked a gap.
Lu Raorao sat on her desk, rebinding the plan bit by bit, and read it carefully. She secretly sent Ben a WeChat message, and then she realized that all the documents had to be reviewed by the assistant before they could be given to Qin Chen.
On WeChat, Ben sent a series of apologies. The hand holding the phone was shaking. He actually forgot to tell his wife.
But what he didn't expect was that instead of complaining about him, his wife comforted him, which immediately made him feel very warm.
Although Qin Chen had never abused him or Ken, he had been an orphan since he was a child. This was the first time in these years that he had shown such care and understanding.
Soon, Ben sent over a very detailed work schedule and file format template on his mobile phone. The densely packed characters were in languages of six countries. Lu Raoruo found that those small languages that he had learned in college were finally put to use. use. And, it doesn’t seem like it’s enough! Because she doesn’t understand Spanish and Hindi.
Once you get busy, time flies by.
After Lu Raoruo finally finished modifying the advertising plan according to the template format and requirements, it was already dark.
Looking up, the office next to me was already empty.
In the huge room, only a lamp in front of his desk was on. Lu Raoruo subconsciously wrapped herself up tightly. She was about to take out her mobile phone to call the driver when suddenly there were two hands around her waist.
"Ah! Ghost!"
A scream pierced Qin Chen's eardrums, and the man couldn't help but twist his brows together, but he didn't take back his hand.
"It's not a ghost, it's me."
The low and sexy voice lingered in Lu Raorao's ears. The man's warm breath tickled her neck, and the woman's face felt hot in an instant.
The red lips parted slightly, and there was a hint of coquettishness in her voice that she had never noticed before: "You don't even make a sound when you walk..."
With a soft voice and a red face, just nestling in his arms, Qin Chen couldn't help but tense up. This feeling...
fantastic...
Obviously he had already done those things in the hotel that day, but every time when he hugged Lu Raoruo, he felt inexplicably more relaxed.
"Sorry... I was negligent. I kept seeing you looking at something, so I didn't call you." Qin Chen lowered his head and apologized, speaking very slowly.
The dim light and the intimate gesture at this moment caused pink bubbles to fill the entire space.
Lu Raorao's little heart also started beating rapidly.
So fierce during the day, so gentle at night...
As if aware of her emotions, Qin Chen suddenly let go of her and put his black coat on her without any explanation. In the shadows outside the door, Ken and Ben had been waiting for a long time.
"What do you want to eat?" Qin Chen put the woman's small palm into his palm and whispered softly.
Lu Raorao looked at the bustling street scene outside in confusion, then turned around and looked at the QID company building, which symbolized the coordinates of Los Angeles City, feeling as if he was dreaming.
"If you don't particularly want to eat, can you just leave it to me to arrange it?"
Lu Raorao was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he fell into those black eyes. There was a touch of tenderness hidden in the coldness of the sky.
"Okay." She nodded and quickly looked away.
Qin Chen nodded to Ben, and the car drove smoothly on the road. Neither of them were talkative people, so they sat quietly at this moment.
Lu Raorao took out his cell phone out of boredom and was shocked by the series of messages.
She didn't want to open it, but Chu Shaoxiu seemed to be in a daze and kept talking to her.
There were no lights on in the back row, which allowed Qin Chen to quietly glance at her screen openly. Originally, he didn't want to see it. After all, when he signed the divorce agreement, he promised not to interfere in the other party's private affairs as long as it did not affect the overall situation.
But at this moment, listening to the message notification sounds that kept popping up, he still couldn't help but look closer.
Then, he saw those two words that he disliked extremely - Shao Xiu.
Lu Raoruo held her cell phone and felt dizzy when she looked at the dozens of W messages.
He had already made it so clear that day, so why did this man start having convulsions again? She slid her finger helplessly, wanting to click on his information and delete it directly, but her finger accidentally touched the play button...
In an instant, Chu Shaoxiu's howling voice echoed throughout the carriage.
"Raoruo, I can't live without you, please give me another chance, please!"
Lu Raorao was startled, and was about to close it in a hurry, when a slender hand gently placed on her fingers.
In the darkness, Lu Raorao couldn't see Qin Chen's expression clearly, but he could feel the meaning very clearly. He subconsciously let go of his hand and let the voice sequence play.
"Raoruo, I love you, Raoruo!"
"Really, your sister and I are just in a contract marriage. You will divorce her when I inherit the Chu family!"
"Rao Rao, although Qin Chen is rich, do you know what people outside say! He is a GAY! Even if you follow him, you can only treat him as his wife, Rao Rao!"
Chu Shaoxiu seemed to have drunk too much, and his speech became increasingly incoherent.
The light from the screen in his hand shone on Qin Chen's expressionless face, which was pale with a touch of green, not to mention how eye-catching it was.
If she hadn't known that Qin Chen would not attack her, Lu Raorao would have wanted to open the car door and jump out of the car. The CEO sitting next to him was clearly a living king of hell.
Even the two assistants in the front seat were nervous.
This guy surnamed Chu is so slippery that he dared to contact the young mistress.
The voice frequency became more and more intensive, and finally a video call was initiated directly. Qin Chen did not turn on the car lights, but directly pressed the answer button in Lu Raorao's shock.
In an instant, a drunken man appeared on the screen, leaning on a huge sofa in disheveled clothes, holding his mobile phone with blurred eyes, as if he was holding his lover.
"Rao Rao, Rao Rao!"
Chu Shaoxiu shouted anxiously, almost burying his head directly into the screen.
Lu Raorao helplessly hid in the shadows, watching Qin Chen silently.
"Why can't I see you, Rao Rao?"
"Come out quickly. Why don't you say anything? I've already admitted my mistake. Why don't you forgive me?"
"Because she is my woman."
Qin Chen said in a conspiratorial tone, pointing the phone screen at himself.
The paper-white face instantly frightened Chu Shaoxiu out of his drunkenness. Before he could react, Qin Chen cracked the corners of his mouth again, revealing a row of neat teeth, shining coldly.
"Mr. Chu, if you are very free, I wouldn't mind finding something for you to do."
"It's just that I don't know, when did I become GAY?"
"As for Rao Rao, I'm sorry, she is very tired and has fallen asleep."
After Qin Chen finished speaking, he didn't hang up and just stared at Xiangmu seriously, with no emotion in his black eyes.
Even through the phone screen, Chu Shaoxiu felt like a light was on his back, and he threw the phone away tremblingly.
Listening to the sound of things falling to the ground, Qin Chen hung up the call with satisfaction and threw the phone back into Lu Raorao's arms.
Lu Raoruo held her cell phone and while dragging Chu Shaoxiu into the blacklist, she explained in a low voice: "He and I..."
A cold finger touched her lips, directly interrupting the woman's words.
"I believe you."
Three simple words are the most precious guarantee.
Qin Chen, who was already a CEO, once again shocked Lu Raorao.
The woman lowered her head and clutched the phone in her hand tightly, her palms and backs covered with sweat.
Not long after, the car stopped in front of a very plainly decorated restaurant.
Looking at the small door, Lu Raorao suddenly felt a sense of relief on her face. Finally, it was no longer the kind of extremely luxurious hotel. Although she thought there was nothing wrong with her business etiquette, she often stayed in those occasions. Everyone can't help but become nervous.
"What? Don't you like it?"
"No, no, it's just strange that you would come to a place like this. I thought..." Lu Raoruo stuck out her tongue mischievously: "After all, someone with your level of wealth..."
"Because I want to support you..." Qin Chen said seriously.
Lu Raorao was instantly stuck in place. Can't this girl be handsome for a little longer? She puffed up her cheeks and argued unwillingly: "I obviously save money!"
"Really? But with your salary, you can't even afford this skirt."
"you... "
"Let's go, it's already 8 o'clock, even if you don't eat, the baby is still hungry."
Qin Chen stretched out his hand to lift the door curtain and put it down after Lu Raoruo entered.
As he walked, he recalled the woman's vivid appearance just now.
Her expression immediately melted into the man's eyes. That was a completely different emotion from Vera.
When he brought Vera here, although Vera looked very happy on the surface, her eyes were full of disdain and disgust.
But Lu Raorao was different. Her eyes were full of shock, but there was nothing else at all.
Perhaps because he was burdened with too much, he liked this kind of clean and pure gaze more and more, and was even reluctant to look away.
This is not a good sign.
Qin Chen squinted his eyes and saw Lu Raorao sitting down in front of the table where he sat most often. His mood that had just calmed down suddenly stirred up again.
However, before he could order, a very familiar voice suddenly came from outside.
"Come on, come on, I'm treating you today!" An extremely sharp voice, accompanied by the sound of high heels, rushed into this seemingly inconspicuous shop.
Before Lu Raorao raised her head, she heard another female voice that sounded familiar to her.
"Zhirou, have you made a mistake? What delicious food can be found in such a shabby store... I think we should go to Guomao to celebrate... You have already received so many betrothal gifts, Shouldn’t you treat us well?”