"I see you chatting with some man again."

Lu Zheng looked jealous, but his expression remained icy.

Seeing this, Qiao Zhen found it somewhat amusing and said, "It's just a client from before. I don't have any real contact with him. We just bumped into each other by chance last night when we went out. He was interested in my friend, so I gave him his contact information."

"Which client did you work with before?" Lu Zheng pressed on with this question.

Qiao Zhen sighed helplessly, but remembering how jealous Lu Zheng had been when the three of them ate together before, she withdrew her idea of ​​telling him it was Zhang Zhou.

"It's just a colleague I worked with before. What's the use of you knowing so much? Besides, he's the one who's interested in my friend, not me."

“He wouldn’t dare,” Lu Zheng said viciously.

Seeing his reaction, Qiao Zhen suddenly found him rather cute and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Okay, okay, he wouldn't dare, so you don't need to worry about it, right?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zheng nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Qiao Zhen was too lazy to waste any more words with him. Seeing that it was time to start work, she immediately got ready and began to immerse herself in her work.

Lu Zheng, who was standing to the side, kept staring at her.

Qiao Zhen was getting annoyed by his stare and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lu, is there anything about my work that you're not satisfied with? Do you need to keep an eye on me and supervise me all the time?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zheng shook his head: "No, I'm just curious, who were you talking to just now?"