Chapter 118 Unbelievably Obedient
Chapter 118 Unbelievably Obedient
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at everyone with a chilling gaze.
After a long moment, he reached out to Huo Yan and said, "Come here."
Huo Yan subconsciously looked at Lu Zeng, feeling a little scared. Would Zhuang Zhoucheng hit her?
Isn't his expression too scary?
This idea was not hers, it has nothing to do with her.
She walked up to Zhuang Zhoucheng, stealing glances at his face from time to time, and then placed her fair hand in his palm.
"sorry."
No matter what, admit your mistake first.
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.
It would be bad for him to suddenly beat her up after she apologized first.
Zhuang Zhoucheng held her hand tightly and walked out with his men, ignoring the bold people behind him.
"It's none of my business. It has nothing to do with me."
After entering the elevator, Huo Yan quickly shirked responsibility and said in a low voice.
It's not that she is disloyal. Given her current position, she can't let this man hate her.
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything, but asked in a deep voice:
"What to eat?"
"..."
Huo Yan looked up at him, then quickly lowered his head.
He won't listen even if she tells him, so why does she have to ask him every time?
But at this moment, he suddenly reacted, and withdrew his hand in panic, and asked him with a pale face:
"You want that from me, don't you?"
He shook his head repeatedly and said:
"It's not working yet. It's not healed yet. It's not clean yet. Can you give it a few more days?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be that this was the message he conveyed to her?
Since she mentioned it herself, I followed her words and said:
"In a few days, is it together with next week's?"
His tone slowed down again, and he continued:
"Or the week after next?"
Huo Yan blushed and pressed herself against the elevator wall, not looking at him. When the elevator door opened, she said:
"I don't mean to deny it."
Zhuang Zhoucheng stretched out his big hand.
Huo Yan was obedient this time. He put his hand into his big palm and let him hold it tightly, and then he pulled him out.
He didn't make a sound and was incredibly well-behaved.
Because she knew very well that even if he wanted to force himself on her, she had no right to refuse.
What she was afraid of was that he would force himself on her. She had experienced it once before and the feeling was really, really unpleasant.
I'm really scared.
So, if she could go along with him a little, he might not force her.
When Zhuang Zhoucheng asked for her opinion, he was just asking. He would listen but would not agree with her.
He led people to Liang'an, where Zhuang Zhoucheng had his meals most nights.
It goes without saying that the environment is good. Another major reason is that this is his place and it is very safe.
Huo Yan already knew that Zhuang Zhoucheng was very rich. Look at his office, it’s very high-end and grand.
He also owns a Western restaurant and seems to do other things. He is really rich. Why can't he help her unconditionally like he helps others?
Didn’t Lu Zeng say that Zhuang Zhoucheng also does charity?
That means throwing money out unconditionally to help others.
Why are you so stingy with her and calculating so much?
Huo Yan stuffed food into his mouth with a fork, thinking about the "funding" issue in his mind.
Now she remembered that when Lu Zeng came to her before, he said that he would accompany Zhuang Zhoucheng for dinner, and didn't say anything else, just to support her.
Does it still count now?
She didn't ask for it for nothing, she would pay it back when she got a job.
Zhuang Zhoucheng wiped his hands with a napkin and had finished eating.
Zhuang Zhoucheng controls his diet and eats very little at dinner in order to maintain his figure.
He looked at the woman who was concentrating on eating with a dim gaze and pushed the juice over to her.
Huo Yan looked up at him blankly, then took a few deep puffs through the straw.
I was thinking, it would be nice if it was Assam milk tea, she likes that.
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