Chapter 119 Mr. Meng, is it possible that you're overthinking it?
Even after the man had walked quite a distance, Lu Qingqing still looked back with lingering fear, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was really far away.
Hearing Shi Yang's intrigued question, she chuckled and pretended to be serious: "What's there to explain? You know, I finally managed to get out and relax on the weekend, and then I ran into my boss. How awful! If he sees me, I'll have to greet him, and maybe even serve him tea and water."
"real?"
"Of course, would I lie to you?"
“…Oh.” Shi Yang nodded, a smile flickering in her eyes: “I don’t believe a single word you’ve said.”
If she didn't have something going on with Meng Yaozhu, Shi Yang would write her name backwards.
Lu Qingqing: "...Really, believe it or not."
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The antique-style room was filled with the subtle fragrance of sandalwood, which was very pleasant. The masseuse's hands on her shoulders were sometimes strong and sometimes gentle, and each touch took away the soreness in her muscles and bones.
Feeling comfortable, Shi Yang couldn't help but squint her eyes.
The technician was a young woman who spoke softly: "If you want to sleep, then sleep for a while."
Soon, Shi Yang became drowsy.
The deer beside her called out softly a few times, but stopped when it saw that she was fast asleep.
She was a little hungry, so she told the masseuse to stop, got out of bed, and went out to get something to eat.
Lu Qingqing ate her fill at the restaurant and walked down the corridor, patting her round belly.
I was in a good mood and even hummed a tune.
This good mood came to an abrupt end when I saw someone suddenly appear around the corner.
That person was Meng Yaozhu's secretary.
The deer instinctively tried to hide.
As she watched him walk towards her, she used the same trick again, casually pushing him into someone else's room.
Secretary Kim watched as she panicked upon seeing him and pushed open the door to go inside. He walked to the door of the room she had entered.
Looking at the room number on the door, a strange expression appeared on his face, but he ultimately did not knock on the door to disturb the person inside.
The room was dimly lit, and a figure could be vaguely seen behind the screen.
"who?"
It was a man's voice.
She was afraid people would think she had ulterior motives.
Lu Qingqing made an excuse: "I'm a technician, sorry, I came to the wrong room."
The other person said, "Since you're a technician, give me a massage."
He was getting impatient: "Hurry up!"
Lu gently led the duck forward as if herding a duck onto a shelf, and around the screen, a tall man lay on the bed.
She steeled herself and walked to his side, but then hesitated as she reached out her hand.
Recalling the massage technique the masseuse had used on her, she lowered her head again.
It's just a massage, she can do that too.
"Hiss—are you going to strangle me?"
The man gasped, startling Lu Qingqing, who quickly withdrew her hand.
Looking up for a closer look, she noticed that a patch of skin on his waist had been pinched red.
"Lu Qingqing?"
"hold head high?"
Do you know how bad your acting is?
Before Lu Qingqing could even react to how he knew her name, the man turned over and slowly sat up.
Upon seeing that familiar, handsome face,
She stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.
Meng Yaozhu sneered: "Don't you recognize me?"
Lu Qingqing raised her voice slightly: "It's you?"
The man retorted, "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
She was stunned. How could it be such a coincidence?
The room she randomly entered to avoid him turned out to be Meng Yaozhu's room.
Not only did they fail to escape, they walked right into the trap.
The lighting was dim, and he deliberately lowered his voice, which is why she didn't recognize him at first.
Meng Yaozhu looked her up and down, his eyes filled with emotions she couldn't understand, and a chill she could also see in them.
"Don't tell me you haven't been to the company lately because you're planning to change careers?"
Lu Qingqing blushed slightly at his mockery: "I...I wasn't feeling well, so I took the day off."
"What a coincidence, you just happened to take leave after that night?"
The air grew quieter.
He brought up what happened that night, something Lu Qingqing hadn't expected.
"Lu Qingqing, you're avoiding me."
He was speaking in a declarative sentence.
With an aggressive and domineering air.
A surge of anger welled up in Lu Qingqing's heart. When they first had an accidental encounter, she wasn't a woman who wallowed in self-pity. The mistake had already been made, and she would face it calmly. Besides, she had also enjoyed the affair, and she didn't feel like she had been taken advantage of.
But she still remembers the look in his eyes when he looked at her—so cold, so disdainful.
The second time, he had sex with her against her will, and she comforted herself that they were even.
In reality, she was in a state of utter confusion. In all her years, Meng Yaozhu was the only man she had ever been intimate with. They had done such intimate things, yet he was someone she had no connection with, and he was her boss.
She was unsure how to handle him if they met again.
During the few days she took leave, she was indeed running away, but she was also adjusting her mindset. She wanted to face him as if nothing had happened.
But as the culprit, what right does he have to question her like this?
"Mr. Meng, is it possible that you're overthinking it?"
Meng Yaozhu looked up at her.
Lu smiled gently and said, "President Meng, although it happened, it's over now. Just treat it as an accident. I'll go back to work as soon as I've recovered."
Meng Yaozhu was silent for a while before saying, "Is that really what you think?"
"Of course." Lu shrugged lightly, seemingly quite relaxed.
The dim lighting obscured his somber expression, and Lu Qingqing couldn't see his face clearly. She only heard him say, "I understand. You can leave now."
After leaving the house, Lu Qingqing's thoughts gradually became clearer. There was no way she and Meng Yaozhu could ever be together, so she decided to just let it go.
From now on, he will be the leader, and she will be the subordinate.
She'll bring the application to him for signature on Monday. He probably won't see her hanging around the company anymore, so he should sign it quickly. After that, she'll go back to being a war correspondent, further away from him.
With that thought, the problem that had been bothering her for half a month was solved, and her good mood returned. She continued humming a little tune as she went back to her room.
Shi Yang had already woken up, looking exceptionally refreshed.
They still had some time after leaving the club.
Lu Qingqing wanted to go shopping, so Shi Yang drove the car towards the mall.
Girls who get together always have endless shopping and things to buy, until it gets dark, when the two of them leave the mall carrying bags and bags of stuff.
Shi Yang's legs were sore, so he gently took the deer home and drove back home.
A deep, magnetic male voice came through the Bluetooth connection: "When are you coming back?"
Shi Yang drove without looking to the side: "Almost there, on my way home."
Ji Peiheng: "Then come back quickly, I miss you."
Shi Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Ji, why are you so clingy?"
Ji Peiheng didn't see anything wrong with it: "It's because it's you that I'm clingy."
His words carried a hint of complaint: "Your best friend took up your whole day today, shouldn't you come back and keep me company?"
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