Xia Lin dared not return to the hotel. What she was worried about was that once Lu Mo arrived at Mr. Hua's residence, he would definitely notice something was wrong, and how she would explain it.

She had planned it all out: after being stuck in traffic for an hour, she would pretend to call Mr. Hua and say that he had canceled the dinner. She knew that President Lu would definitely not call Mr. Hua to verify the information, and the matter would remain a secret.

Even if Lu Mo finds out later that she did something wrong, Ye Qingqing will have already hooked up with a rich man by then. Lu Mo will definitely have forgotten about this vain woman and won't stand up for a good-for-nothing anymore.

Moreover, by then, she will be Madam Lu, Lu Mo's wife, so why would he punish her for the sake of an outsider?

Charlene thought her plan was flawless and perfect, but she hadn't anticipated that Lu Mo would get off the bus early and walk to Mr. Hua's place, disrupting her entire plan.

what to do?

Her intelligence, which she had always been proud of, was completely useless at this moment, and she was in complete chaos. Xia Lin followed behind Lu Mo with a blank expression, and had to jog to keep up.

As the distance between them gradually increased, Lu Mo frowned. He had deliberately slowed down, but Xia Lin still couldn't keep up. This meant he would have to walk for at least ten more minutes, which was a huge waste of time.

"Find a tea restaurant to rest for a while, and take a taxi back to the hotel when the traffic clears up. Don't follow me," Lu Mo kindly suggested.

The work with Mr. Hua has been basically settled, and this dinner should just be a casual chat, so it's fine if Xia Lin doesn't go.

"I can keep up, in case Mr. Hua and President Lu are discussing business..."

Lu Mo interrupted her, "Even if we're talking about work, it's fine. You're slowing us down by following me. Let's go back!"

He ignored Xia Lin and strode forward, quickly leaving her far behind. Even if Xia Lin ran, she couldn't catch up, and she felt even more desperate. So she took off her high heels and chased after her.

She was out of breath from running and barely caught up with Lu Mo. Her feet were aching, and she didn't know what she had stepped on. Xia Lin didn't care about her feet; she was only thinking about how to cover it up.

Seeing Xia Lin catch up, Lu Mo finally realized something was wrong. Xia Lin's behavior had been very strange since they left the hotel. He hadn't thought about it carefully before, but now it seemed there was a big problem.

Lu Mo took out his phone, pretending to call Mr. Hua, and deliberately said, "Let me ask Mr. Hua if he has anything urgent. If not, let's cancel the dinner!"

Xia Lin's heart tightened, and she panicked, no longer able to pretend to be calm. Lu Mo only tested her slightly before tearing away her disguise. He turned cold and stared at her without saying a word.

Lu Mo's cold gaze, like an X-ray, revealed Xia Lin's ugly heart. Her head drooped lower and lower, and she sweated more and more. Her delicate makeup was smeared by sweat, turning into streaks of gray-black on her face.

"Why did you lie?" Lu Mo understood perfectly well at this point.

Mr. Hua never invited him to dinner. Xia Lin deliberately tricked him into coming out. What was she really up to?

Lu Moxin suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. He thought of Ye Qingqing, who had gone to the appointment alone, and realized something was wrong. He couldn't bother interrogating Xia Lin anymore and called Ye Qingqing, but the phone rang more than a dozen times without being answered.

His heart leaped into his throat, and he ran as fast as he could, praying silently that he would make it in time.

Xia Lin stood there dumbfounded, her mind blank, a chill running down her spine. Lu Mo glanced at her before leaving, and Xia Lin sensed something was wrong; she had messed things up.

She regretted it deeply; why did she agree to that man's proposal?

I hope Mr. Lu will give her another chance!