Lu Zheng said, "You choose."

Qiao Zhen pretended to be thinking seriously, and glanced at Lu Zheng who was driving, "Find a hotel nearby with a good reputation and high privacy, which will be convenient for commuting to and from get off work."

She can't go home now, and Lu Zheng tells her to choose either his apartment, a long-term hotel penthouse suite, or to travel back and forth between the company and the resort without finding it too tiring.

In short, they are inseparable, like conjoined twins.

She didn't.

Even if she eventually had to succumb to Lu Zheng's clutches, she still couldn't help but resist.

Her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with water, sparkled with a lively and bright quality, yet also revealed a stubborn streak.

Lu Zheng's throat trembled slightly.

With a sudden stop, Qiao Zhen almost crashed into the passenger side dashboard.

"Lu Zheng!" She was about to complain when she noticed an old man on an electric bike cursing in front of her car.

It turned out that they almost hit a car that had veered into the traffic lane.

Lu Zheng stared coldly at the old man, his abyss-like eyes devoid of any emotion.

The old man seemed to choke on his words, then sped away on his electric scooter.

Lu Zheng continued driving, his thin lips pressed tightly together, his jawline taut, looking serious and cold.

Qiao Zhen clearly felt that the temperature inside the car was a bit low. She moved her lips, but she didn't want to bow down and surrender to Lu Zheng.

The SUV sped along the road and finally stopped in front of the apartment building.

Qiao Zhen thought to herself, "Just as I thought," and followed Lu Zheng upstairs.

As soon as the door closed, her shoulder was grabbed tightly, and then her back slammed against the cold wall, a heavy breath pressing down on her.

"It seems I can't give you a choice anymore." Lu Zheng gently bit his soft earlobe.

A sharp pain shot through my ear.

Qiao Zhen struggled: "You asked me that, it's not my fault..."

"Heh." Lu Zheng glanced at those big, blinking eyes, which looked particularly innocent, and couldn't help but let out a hoarse, cold laugh.

Now that things have come to this point, Qiao Zhen no longer resists being touched as she did at the beginning.

But the more this happened, the heavier his heart sometimes felt, so suffocating that he couldn't breathe.

Especially when you think about the fact that she has forgotten what happened before.

This made him anxious and insecure, and he wanted to control Qiao Zhen tightly, keeping her safe in his grasp without any chance of escape.

Thinking this, he tightened his arms around her, silencing her sobs with a tender kiss.

Qiao Zhen felt that Lu Zheng was like the ocean, with fierce waves sweeping over her and dragging her into the depths of the sea. Even if she drowned in it, he would not let go.

"Why is that..." she asked, her voice trembling as she gasped for breath.

“Because…” Lu Zheng cupped her face, pain welling in his eyes, “I like it.”

Hearing these three words, Qiao Zhen's heart trembled uncontrollably.

He's amazing.

She could no longer distinguish whether this was romantic love or simply a liking for indulging in wanton acts towards someone...

The next day, I went to work as usual.

Yan Simiao sent Qiao Zhen a thumbs-up emoji on WeChat.

"Did your colleagues give you any trouble?"

"No, we've already informed everyone within the company, and no one wants to let something like this interfere with their work."

"Hey, who has such power to shut the whole company up and not talk about it?"

Qiao Zhen glanced at the man beside her.

"Oh, I see."

Yan Simiao didn't wait for Qiao Zhen's reply and continued talking to herself.

"Is it your new boss, Lu Zheng? He took you to the charity auction last time, which shows he values ​​you highly and definitely doesn't want to lose such a key player."

Qiao Zhen could only stupidly reply with "hahahahaha".

"He's such a good boss. Even after such a big fuss, he didn't fire you, distanced himself from the situation, and preserved the company's reputation. I heard that the city TV station was supposed to interview the Sun family, but they were stopped."

Qiao Zhen could imagine that if the Sun family played the victim on television, she and her family would suffer an even more severe injustice.

"Lu Zheng," Qiao Zhen shifted her body while waiting at the red light, sitting up straight and staring at Lu Zheng, "thank you."

Lu Zheng frowned. "What do you mean?"

“No matter what, basic manners are still necessary.” Qiao Zhen blinked, very seriously. “My parents taught me this when I was very young.”

Lu Zheng's gaze momentarily lost focus, fixed on the woman in front of him.

"Hmm?" Qiao Zhen felt that Lu Zheng's gaze pierced through something, deep and lingering, as if it had jumped out of the flow of time and returned to a certain point in the past.

She waved her hand in front of Lu Zheng's face, "What are you thinking about?"

Lu Zheng snapped out of his reverie. "It's nothing... Who else in the company do you think is suspicious?"

Lu Zheng only received the fingerprint message before leaving the house.

The fingerprints extracted from the company were compared with those on the metal parts, and none of them matched.

This means that the thief was someone they didn't expect.

Qiao Zhen thought hard. In the two years she had been with the company, she could not say that she was very close to most of her colleagues, but at least she was quite friendly. As for the remaining colleagues who were gossipy and petty, she was just like a stranger and did not have much contact with them. She could not be said to have made enemies.

Besides Song Ruyi's best friend, Ling Yiyi.

Her first suspect was Ling Yiyi, but the fingerprints didn't belong to Ling Yiyi.

But suspecting her colleague made her feel very embarrassed.

She rubbed her temples, and after a long while, she finally mentioned the colleague who had stopped her in the break room yesterday to ask about the food, "...It's possible she was working with someone else; she kept me occupied while the other person searched my bag?"

"I see."

When they reached the intersection, Qiao Zhen got out of the car and waved to Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng smiled slightly and drove away.

Qiao Zhen let out a breath and strode towards the company.

"Sister Qiao Zhen, shall we have lunch together today?" The receptionist waved her arms at her like a happy little bird.

"I brought my own lunch, let's do it another day." Qiao Zhen found a supermarket on the way and bought a bento box.

I don't know how to remind the rather carefree receptionist that it's not appropriate for her to go to public places right now.

The receptionist looked disappointed. "When will that be?"

Qiao Zhen said, "Let's wait a while. It's hard to say. I'm quite busy with the project."

She waved to the receptionist and walked toward the office area, noticing a document on the corner of the table.

It's the front desk's application form for permanent employment.

"Xiao Wang, did you get the recipient's address wrong again for the documents Mr. Jia sent?" Mr. Jia's assistant appeared, his face grim. "Do you still think you can get a permanent position if you keep going like this?"

Upon hearing that someone was about to be scolded, Qiao Zhen quickly made her escape.

Lu Zheng did not go to Morningstar Medical Company. This newly acquired company was only a small part of his business empire. If Qiao Zhen hadn't worked there, he wouldn't have gone at all.

He then went to the Lu Group.

In the morning sunlight, the building, one of the landmark buildings in Jiangcheng, reflects a cold and solemn light through its glass exterior.

Xie Yan came up to him, "President Lu, someone is refusing to leave the door of the president's office..."

Lu Zheng raised his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything, and slowly took the elevator upstairs to the president's office on the top floor of the building.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, a figure immediately blocked his way.

"Lu Zheng, this is outrageous!"