At noon, the venomous sun seems to bite people, severely burning pedestrians on the road. However, this elegant Western restaurant located in Xinyi District is cool and pleasant. The temperature and temperature are intelligently controlled by the central air conditioner.
Humidity makes people feel comfortable unconsciously.
Zhou Yafei sat quietly by the window, wearing a beige silk shirt and a dark one-step narrow skirt, which perfectly highlighted her exquisite figure. Her hair was pulled up, and her bright features were covered with light makeup, which made her look even more...
She looked clear and elegant, with a pair of beautiful eyes occasionally raised, looking in the direction of the door.
Suddenly, the automatic sensor door of the restaurant slowly opened to both sides, and a pair of slender and straight legs stepped in. The black handmade suit showed the owner's excellent taste and powerful status. The tall figure and cold facial features made the women present.
Everyone showed an expression of admiration.
Rong Yuchi walked in calmly under the guidance of the waiter. He looked around with his bright black eyes, and his movements were full of the aura of a king, which made all the men present look at him with envy and admiration.
Zhou Yafei smiled, stood up slowly, and said politely, "Good afternoon, Mr. Rong."
There was no smile on Rong Yuchi's stern face, just a small arc at the corner of his thin lips, "Miss Zhou, good afternoon."
Zhou Yafei smiled brightly and sat down slowly, while Rong Yuchi also pulled out his chair and sat across from her.
"Mr. Rong is so generous. Do you like the tie I chose?!" Zhou Yafei stared at the twill tie around his neck and smiled slightly.
Rong Yuchi suddenly felt depressed, and his brain reacted within a second - it turned out that this tie was a gift from Zhou Yafei!
You Tong, you are really good! You gave Rong Chen a pair of cufflinks, but you used someone else’s tie to deal with me?!
Suddenly there was a raging anger in his chest, which was so intense that his whole body was about to explode. However, he remained calm, slowly raised the corners of his lips, and replied with all his might, "How can I wear it if I don't like it?"
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Zhou Yafei was very satisfied with his answer and casually mentioned, "Secretary You's work efficiency is really good. No wonder he is qualified for the confidential position of secretary to the director."
Rong Yuchi's handsome facial lines were slightly tense, and he curled his lips into a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He said businesslikely, "Rong's has always had very high requirements for its employees."
"Mr. Rong's requirements for his future partner will naturally be higher?!" Zhou Yafei took the opportunity to ask.
"Ms. Zhou must be the same, right?!" Rong Yuchi cleverly threw the question back to her.
Zhou Yafei raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of appreciation in her small movements. She was indeed the future successor of the Rong family. Rong Yuchi was incredibly smart. She understood that such a cold man was too attractive, but the relative risk of love was too high.
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Rong Yuchi raised his hand to summon the waiter, "Order."
Zhou Yafei also retracted her thoughts, and the two of them had lunch quietly together.
During the dinner, they didn't talk much, but the melodious cello music coming from the corner of the restaurant made Rong Yuchi's hands holding the knife and fork tighten slightly.
Zhou Yafei clearly felt it, raised her eyes and asked, "Mr. Rong likes the cello?!"
"I like it so much." Rong Yuchi said meaningfully.
After the meal, the two went to the underground parking lot side by side. Since each other drove, there was no question of who was sending whom, so they parted ways.
Out of politeness and manly demeanor, Rong Yuchi asked Zhou Yafei to go ahead. After he watched the silver-white sports car slide out of the corridor, the anger that had been hidden for a long time finally burst out, and his eyebrows suddenly became cold.
He unlocked the car remotely, strode into the car, and started the engine as fast as he could. Rows of high-rise buildings stood in the concrete jungle, and the traffic flowed like beasts on the criss-crossing streets.
Returning to Jinling Century's residence, he opened the door, pulled off the tie around his neck, and threw it to the ground.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, he blew out a smoke ring, and the dense mist curled up. A three-dimensional and deep face was looming, and the cold wrinkles between the eyebrows seemed to be silent anger against the world.
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After a whole day of anxiety, You Tong finally got to get off work time.
When the time came, she didn't dare to waste a minute. She panicked and grabbed her bag and ran to the employee elevator. When she got downstairs, she ran to the bus stop. After waiting for five minutes, a bus came over and she
He didn't even have time to queue up, so he rushed forward without saying a word.
It was the rush hour after get off work, and there were already no seats on the bus. You Tong stood holding the armrest, feeling faintly moist in the palm of his hand, and cold sweat broke out unconsciously.
The sky was gloomy, and the haze could be seen at a glance, and a steady drizzle suddenly began to fall in the sky, which seemed to hint to her that this night would not be easy.
After getting off the bus, You Tong quickly rushed into the rain. The rain soaked her clothes, but it couldn't dampen her panic.
After returning to Jinling Century, she swiped her card and stepped into the elevator. Her rapid breathing could be clearly heard in the small space. She opened the door with trembling hands, revealing a dark room.
I thought he wasn't there, but the whole room smelled of cigarette smoke.
She stepped into the entrance hall, and the automatic sensor light suddenly turned on, but it was so dazzling.
Rong Yuchi sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his eyes sinister, and he held a slender cigarette between his fingers. The little flame was extinguishing brightly, so dangerously.
You Tong froze at the door, with a solemn expression on her pretty face, and lowered her eyes timidly, like a child who had done something wrong, without the courage to look directly into his overly cold black eyes.
I glanced at his cold and tense figure from the corner of my eye, and could clearly feel his anger.
The oppressive atmosphere was like a vicious wave, engulfing her step by step. The corners of her lips were twitching and she was speechless for a long time. Even breathing was laborious.
Suddenly a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, and a silver light flashed like a thunderbolt between the two of them. Then, the rain started to fall violently. Big raindrops hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, and streaks of water slid down the glass curtain, reflecting the confrontation between the two.
figure, and the deathly silence spread silently in the room.