Without saying a word, Ding Suwei lowered her eyes and looked at the coffee on the table, reached out and took it over, took a sip. It was sweet! It was so sweet! It looked like the taste of love.

"Don't you believe it?" Zhao Lulu asked.

The kiss that almost fell last night appeared in my mind uncontrollably, her red cheeks and his panic look.

"So, what's the use of you holding him? He still likes me."

"What kind of identity do you come here to question me?" Ding Suwei slowly put down the coffee in her hand, and looked at Zhao Lulu indifferently in her white eyes. She continued: "Who does he like and who he chooses? Instead of spending time with me here, you might as well go and ask him clearly."

"If you don't pester Zuo Chen, he will naturally return to me."

"Ha, you have no confidence in yourself."

"you!"

"So, do you think I am Zuo Chen's girlfriend?"

"No! You are a mistress."

Her pupils shrank slightly, Ding Suwei rubbed her forehead, and she began to feel irritable inside. She didn't want to continue to get into trouble with Zhao Lulu like this. She opened her thin lips and said indifferently, "Let me know clearly! He and I have no relationship with each other except being a business partner."

Zhao Lulu was speechless for a moment. She didn't expect Ding Suwei to directly leave the relationship between the two so cleanly. This made her seem to be making trouble here unreasonable. After a while, she reacted and immediately shouted in a sharp voice: "If you say it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter?"

"What else do you want?"

When he looked down, he saw the coffee placed in front of him. Zhao Lulu picked it up without hesitation and poured it straight on Ding Suwei's face.

"You hear it clearly. If you pester Zuo Chen again, you will not be pouring coffee next time." Zhao Lulu raised her head and looked at Ding Suwei, whose clothes were soaked in the face, said arrogantly.

"What are you doing?!"

With the sound of the doorbell ringing, a man's voice suddenly rang behind Zhao Lulu. Ding Suwei felt a deep heart and looked up. The man was wearing a bright white sweatshirt or a trace of dust, accompanied by the soft yellow light, he was the male protagonist who walked out of the idol drama, which was in a sharp contrast with her at this moment.

"Zuo Chen?" Zhao Lulu whispered, and the next second she rushed to his side like a stringed arrow, hugging him tightly and said happily: "Zuo Chen! Zuo Chen! How do you know I am here?"

From the moment Zuo Chen entered the room, he looked at Ding Suwei steadily, as if there was no one in his eyes except her. He pushed Zhao Lulu, who was ringing on him, took a few steps towards Ding Suwei but stopped not far away.

He frowned, with deep care in his eyes, and asked carefully and tentatively: "Vivi, how are you?"

"I'm fine, you can handle your own business first." Ding Suwei took out a tissue from her bag and gently wiped the stains on her body. At this moment, Ding Suwei felt unusually calm.

Zuo Chen was still looking at her, his eyes never moved a little. He looked at her as if he wanted to say something, but Ding Suwei's cold expression made him retreat.

"Zuo Chen, you misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? What are you misunderstanding? Misunderstanding you just splashed Vivi's coffee?" Maruko walked towards Ding Suwei in anger and said angrily.

"Why are you here?" Zuo Chen asked coldly.

"Zuo Chen, Zuo Chen, you can't ignore me."

Taking a step back and avoiding Zhao Lulu's body that wanted to be close to him, Zuo Chen's face became more gloomy. He finally turned to look at Zhao Lulu, but there was unconcealed disgust in his eyes.

"I have a photo of us on the bed!" This was her tried and tested trick, and it was also her last trump card. She knew clearly in her heart that whenever this time Zuo Chen would give up all "submission" to her.

She was Zuo Chen's assistant a long time ago. Like all the girls who were obsessed with him, she would imagine that she would fall in love with her idol late at night.

But the disparity between the two made Zhao Lulu clearly realize that this was impossible, so when the opportunity suddenly came, she liked to crow onto his bed.

It was an early morning. Zuo Chen was still asleep because he drank the night before, and because he had drunk the wine, he forgot to close the door. He listened vaguely to the sound of the squirting beside him, and the next moment he felt more soft in his arms.

With the click of the flash, she became his girlfriend.

Zhao Lulu threatened everyone in the club with the "satisfactory" photo, and then knelt beside Zuo Chen crying and telling her miserable life experience. Of course, he knew that he had done nothing, and this was her frame-up.

All the rejection dissipated in her words, 'I can help Zuo Chen block all the women who are entangled with him so that he can concentrate on training, but I want to be his girlfriend.'

As a professional e-sports player, Zuo Chen is too famous and has too many fans. Countless women want to have entanglements with this beautiful and rich person. This will more or less have an impact on him. Now that he has such a voluntary person as a shield, why not do it?

The club manager agreed, and everyone agreed to her existence, so Zuo Chen lost the qualification to refuse.

Completely angered by her, Zuo Chen's body was filled with a stern aura that made people feel like they were in an ice cave. At this moment, he was like the Hell in hell. With just one glance, he made people feel the timidity and trembling deep in his soul.

"Zhao Lulu, are you threatening me?"
Chapter completed!