Qiao Zhen stepped back as if she had been electrocuted.
Is it too late to pretend we don't know each other and that nothing happened?
"It's alright, no need." She walked past Lu Zheng with her head down and noticed a security post about fifty meters away.
Unexpectedly, Lu Zheng was faster than her. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, his sinister gaze sweeping over the driver. He sneered in Qiao Zhen's ear, "You really are a fickle woman."
The driver was so startled that he backed away, "Mr. Lu..."
"Get lost." Lu Zheng coldly uttered a single word.
The driver didn't dare linger for even a second and turned around and drove away.
"Is Miss Qiao satisfied?" Lu Zheng asked, his tone carrying a hint of seeking praise.
Qiao Zhen elbowed Lu Zheng, a muffled groan escaping her ear. The hand on her waist loosened slightly, and she took the opportunity to break free. "There are police officers over there who can help me get rid of bad guys. Mr. Lu, you're just being presumptuous..."
The words "unrequited love" struck a chord with Lu Zheng, his face instantly darkening. He grabbed Qiao Zhen's shoulders, pressed her against the wall, and leaned close to her.
The intense aura made Qiao Zhen feel a chill to the bone.
She didn't understand, was it necessary to get so angry over just one insult?
Lu Zheng stared intently at Qiao Zhen, his narrowed eyes swirling with unspoken tension. "I was just being presumptuous? Then what did you do?"
"What do you think I did?" Qiao Zhen was baffled, then suddenly realized something and sneered, "President Lu, you don't actually think that I'll fall in love with you after sleeping with you a few times, do you?"
Before he finished speaking, a thick cloud drifted by and blocked out the sun.
The light suddenly dimmed, and Lu Zheng's expression turned cold.
Qiao Zhen glanced at the distance and reminded him, "There are police officers over there, Mr. Lu."
Even if Lu Zheng had ten times the courage of a bear and a leopard, he wouldn't dare to do anything excessive in front of the police.
“Heh,” Lu Zheng chuckled softly, moving closer to Qiao Zhen, their noses almost touching. “The police will think the young couple is kissing passionately on the street.”
"Mr. Lu is so confident?" Qiao Zhen's expression suddenly changed drastically, and she opened her mouth in panic, shouting, "Help..."
Before she could utter the word "fate," her mouth was gagged.
Lu Zheng seemed to be sucking her soul away!
Qiao Zhen pushed Lu Zheng with all her might, but the flesh and blood in front of her seemed to have turned into an iron wall, remaining completely still.
Just then, Qiao Zhen's cell phone rang in her bag.
Lu Zheng didn't care at all, and uncontrollably and greedily demanded the sweet taste from her mouth, tirelessly entangled in this softness.
The caller seemed very anxious, as the phone rang incessantly. Even through the bag and clothes, the vibrations made Qiao Zhen's legs feel numb.
She pushed Lu Zheng away with all her might again and answered the phone, "Miao Miao..."
"Zhenzhen, are you alright...? Why are you breathing so heavily? You didn't see my message, did you already meet with President Zhang...?"
"I'm fine," Qiao Zhen quickly explained. "I saw your message, got off the bus halfway, and ran to where we were supposed to meet, so I'm a little out of breath."
"Find a place to rest first, I'll be right there!"
"Okay." Qiao Zhen hung up the phone, wiped her lips hard with her sleeve, and looked at Lu Zheng, who was still like a vicious wolf.
For some reason, she felt as if she had somehow let Lu Zheng down.
It's clearly him who's always bullying her!
What a hypocritical man pretending to be a green tea b*tch.
Qiao Zhen said coldly, "Mr. Lu, you must still have work to do, I won't bother you any longer."
After saying that, he walked straight towards the business center.
Lu Zheng didn't follow, but she clearly felt an indescribable, complex gaze following her until they entered the business center, at which point the gaze disappeared completely.
Her legs suddenly went weak, and she quickly sat down on the bench next to her, letting out a long sigh of relief.
A slight stinging sensation lingered on her lips, stubbornly reminding her how forcefully Lu Zheng had kissed her.
She took out her makeup mirror. Luckily, her lips weren't swollen. She didn't think about what might happen to Chen Yan. She bought an iced coffee and contacted a client on her phone while waiting for Yan Simiao.
Ten minutes later, Yan Simiao rushed over, grabbed Qiao Zhen, looked her over from left to right, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was completely unharmed.
"Luckily you mentioned it to me! My dad told me that Mr. Zhang is a hypocrite who's all show and no substance. He's harassed a lot of women, settling everything with money or intimidating them into silence. He also spends money every day to buy articles promoting his image as a great philanthropist. In reality, his foundation has a lot of shady dealings..."
Qiao Zhen received her voice reminder, so she chose to escape immediately.
"How many people know what Mr. Zhang really is?" she asked.
Yan Simiao thought for a moment, "I don't think it's a secret in the elite circles. Since President Zhang has a wide network of connections and a lot of influence, and no one can find any evidence, everyone tacitly chooses to turn a blind eye."
A surge of anger welled up in Qiao Zhen's heart.
Shen Yan probably knew the truth, which explains why she condescended to come to the company early in the morning and plead with her repeatedly in front of everyone.
She didn't want her time with her best friend to be ruined by Chen Yan, so she suppressed her anger and hugged Yan Simiao gratefully, "Thank you, Miaomiao! I'll treat you to lunch!"
To be honest, even now, she still feels a lingering fear; thankfully, Yan Simiao's message came in time.
"We're best friends, there's no need to say thank you!" Yan Simiao patted Qiao Zhen's shoulder heartily, blinked, and looked puzzled, "By the way... why are your lips so unusually red?"
Qiao Zhen's face suddenly flushed, and she said evasively, "I just put on lip balm. Let's go to the restaurant, didn't you say you had a question to ask?"
"Oh right, right!" Yan Simiao thought of the task her parents had assigned her, and rubbed her temples in worry. "Let's go, let's go."
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