After hanging up the phone, Lan Xichen was in a particularly good mood. The secretary knocked on the door and came in, "Mr. Lan, do you want to order a business meal for you?"
"No," he smiled. His bright smile actually made the secretary feel dazed for a moment. He couldn't figure out why the president was in such a good mood today. As soon as the secretary sat back at his desk, he saw Zuo Qing walking towards him, "
Miss Zuo," she stood up politely.
"I'm looking for Chen." Zuo Qing smiled lightly.
"Uh, please wait a moment, Miss Zuo." The secretary was about to pick up the phone, but she held it down. "I'm looking for Chen. I never need to call for instructions." Her arrogant tone made the secretary frown.
"But the president has ordered..."
Zuo Qing stopped listening at all, turned around, walked towards the dark door, and pushed it open.
"Miss Zuo, Miss Zuo—" the secretary followed closely but did not stop her.
Lan Xichen raised his eyes, displeasure flashed between his eyebrows, and waved his hand towards the secretary, who withdrew his head.
"Chen," Zuo Qing walked over, lowered her head and stared at him for a moment, then smiled, "Why didn't you call me?" As she said that, she hugged his neck as usual.
Lan Xichen slowly put down the things in his hands, "Busy."
After these days of waiting, she only got this one word. Zuo Qing's heart ached, and she smiled bitterly, "You don't even want to find an excuse for me? Chen, when did we become so strange to each other?
"
Her sad tone made people feel pity for her. Lan Xichen's face softened a bit, and he took her hand and faced her face to face. Zuo Qing standing in front of him was undoubtedly beautiful. Once, he was also attracted by this picture.
His face was moved, and he was attracted by the freedom in her that men could not control.
But why was it that Ye Qiaoxi's energetic little face flashed in his mind when he was facing her now?
"Zuo Qing, you have always been a woman that makes men crazy and fascinated." He said quietly.
Zuo Qing's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. She knew this man well and could even guess what he wanted to say next, but she still pretended to be proud and asked with a smile, "What next?"
As if he had guessed her thoughts, Lan Xichen slowly lowered her eyelashes and said, "You know what I mean."
"What, do you want to break up with me?" Zuo Qing was still smiling, but there were tears in her eyes.