Chapter 20 Are you allergic to romance?
Luo Zhiwei: "......"
Wei Mingfeng felt that the CPU was overheating.
President, you weren't like this just now.
When I told you that Secretary Luo had specially prepared the coffee for you, you smiled so happily. You weren't like this just now.
What the hell is this dereliction of duty?
What, you can deduct my salary? Aren't you afraid Secretary Luo will get angry?
Before his thoughts could settle, Luo Zhiwei's words melted Lu Jingxiao's heart.
"Yes, if Mr. Lu is unhappy, he can deduct my salary. It takes about half an hour round trip."
Lu Jingxiao: "..."
Wei Mingfeng was utterly speechless at this moment.
My dear Secretary Luo, can't you say something nice?
You can't say, "I noticed the break room didn't have your favorite coffee, so I went to buy some. Try it and see if it tastes the same as before."
wodema!
If you say that, President Lu will wag his tail with joy.
You're something else.
Let's deduct his salary.
Holy crap.
Are you allergic to romance?
I'm so angry!
Lu Jingxiao didn't respond. He knew that if he spoke now, things might get tense, and he would be driven crazy by Luo Zhiwei sooner or later.
To save his own life, he chose to remain silent.
He casually picked up his coffee, took a small sip, and froze on the spot.
This is... a taste I haven't had in a long time.
He hadn't had the coffee he'd been craving for five years.
During his five years in the United States, he looked forward to it almost every day, hoping that Luo Zhiwei would suddenly appear and bring him this cup of coffee, so that he would not be angry anymore.
But it doesn't happen every day.
Later, he stopped looking forward to coffee and managed to cheer himself up.
Luo Zhiwei still didn't come.
Now, when he tasted that familiar flavor again, his heart trembled slightly.
Lu Jingxiao couldn't help but take another sip before slowly putting down his cup, saying with a somewhat unnatural expression, "You can all leave now."
The alarm bells in Wei Mingfeng's mind were finally put to rest.
The CEO is no longer angry.
One cup of coffee and you're all set!
That's wonderful.
"President, there's an internal meeting at 2 PM. We still need to discuss the proposals for several projects from last time..."
"Understood, you can leave now." Lu Jingxiao added at the end, "The plan is acceptable, let's proceed accordingly."
Wei Mingfeng: "???"
Wei Mingfeng: "!!!"
President, that's not what you said just now.
You just said what I wrote was a pile of dog shit, so bad even a dog wouldn't eat it.
Has it changed now?
Then what about the scolding I just received?
"Yes, sir."
Luo Zhiwei also planned to go out with Wei Mingfeng, because Lu Jingxiao had just told them to go out.
"Secretary Luo, you stay."
Luo Zhiwei turned around and looked at him with some confusion.
"President, is there anything else you need?"
Her expression was indifferent, as if she were drawing a line between herself and everyone else.
As Wei Mingfeng reached the door, although he wanted to gossip, he couldn't resist the president's authority. He could only give a regretful look and a "good luck" expression before considerately closing the office door.
Miss Luo, only you can handle Mr. Lu.
Your small sacrifice can benefit the entire Lu family.
Keep it up, Miss Luo!
**
Lu Jingxiao stood up and walked to Luo Zhiwei. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes were filled with possessiveness, as if he were looking at prey.
He approached Luo Zhiwei step by step.
Luo Zhiwei retreated somewhat guiltily, step by step, until she was pressed against the window with nowhere left to go: "President Lu, please feel free to give me any instructions."
Lu Jingxiao raised his right hand and placed it directly against the transparent floor-to-ceiling window. Sunlight fell on him, and with the smile on his lips, he became even more charming and wicked.
"Luo Zhiwei, I didn't expect you to know how to make the coffee I want. Are you... still having feelings for me?"
What seemed like a casual question was actually a question he had been pondering for five years, a question he had always wanted an answer to.
Luo Zhiwei felt guilty and dared not look at Lu Jingxiao. The more she lowered her head, the closer Lu Jingxiao got. In fact, he was about to put his chin on her forehead when they were almost touching.
"Mr. Lu...it's working hours now...my personal matters don't seem to require me to report to you."
She no longer had the courage to say "I don't like it" again.
She was afraid of breaking herself, and she was also afraid that Lu Jingxiao would disappear again.
"Is that so?" Lu Jingxiao laughed angrily: "But Secretary Luo's private matter seems to concern me."
"President Lu, you're overthinking it." Luo Zhiwei said calmly, "This is just my usual way of making coffee, President, please don't overthink it."
After Luo Zhiwei finished speaking, she pushed Lu Jingxiao away expressionlessly.
Their posture was far too ambiguous.
She couldn't accept it.
Lu Jingxiao was not annoyed and let Luo Zhiwei push him out.
At this moment, he was in a very cheerful mood; the anger he felt that morning had completely vanished. He even felt a little pleased, because his little rose had come to coax him with his favorite coffee.
How could he not be happy?
He knew that Luo Zhiwei was being hypocritical; her usual coffee-making techniques were just a way to fool him.
These past few days, this person hasn't even been to the break room; how could it be their usual spot?
Luo Zhiwei straightened up, and she took a slight breath, but her face betrayed her, flushed crimson.
Lu Jingxiao hadn't seen her shy, coy demeanor for many years.
He suddenly felt a pang of nostalgia.
"slight...."
Luo Zhiwei immediately regained her serious expression: "President Lu, since you have nothing else to do, I'll go back to work now. I still need to prepare the meeting materials."
She wanted to escape this place and be in the same space as Lu Jingxiao. She really couldn't help but crave it, but that feeling made him feel suffocated.
Lu Jingxiao's good expression vanished instantly.
Do we really have to be so clear about our differences?
Luo Zhiwei was about to leave when Lu Jingxiao grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. His deep voice sounded in Luo Zhiwei's ear: "Did you put medicine on your waist?"
"I...I applied it."
Luo Zhiwei struggled, her expression conflicted: "Mr. Lu, let go of me. I've already applied the medicine I got from the hospital yesterday. I... if there's nothing else, I'll go out."
"No, you can't possibly wipe it all by yourself. I need to check."
As he spoke, he grabbed Luo Zhiwei's arm, pinned her against the desk, rolled over and lay face down, his hand sliding down to Luo Zhiwei's waist.
Luo Zhiwei struggled desperately, her tone becoming agitated: "No, no, I really applied the medicine, Mr. Lu, aren't you afraid Miss Bai will find out?"
A feeling of grievance welled up in her heart.
Why, why do you still care so much about your fiancée when you already have one?
Do you think I care?
Luo Zhiwei retorted angrily, "But I do care. I hate men like you who have no sense of boundaries!"
Lu Jingxiao: "???"
I?
Lack of a sense of boundaries?
凸(艹皿艹)！
Would I do this if it weren't for you?
"Luo Zhiwei, Bai Yuxin and I aren't what you think..."
"President, President Gu is here."
Lu Jingxiao gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite a hole in the desk!
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