As soon as Chu He returned to the office, the men and women of the Wang family rushed towards him, raising and lowering their hands, as if they wanted to confirm whether he was missing any arms or legs. After the inspection, Wang Dabao exhaled heavily: "It's okay. He's not missing anything."
When Chu He heard this, he couldn't help but cursed: "I just went to the security office. It's not like I went to the execution ground."
"In our White University, there is no difference between entering the security office and the execution ground." Wang Dabao asked curiously. "I just heard someone outside the office discussing the big earthquake in the school today. How come nothing happened to you?"
"That's right. Director Zheng came back just now and asked me to help clean up your desk. I thought you were going to pack up and leave." Wang Xiaoxiao said with lingering fear. "What's going on? They didn't do anything to you, right?"
"No." Chu He lit a cigarette and hurriedly shook the mouse. Seeing that the TV had been buffered, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Just drink tea and chat. It's not as serious as you think."
"Chu He, thank you." Wang Xiaoxiao pursed his lips and said.
"What are you thanking me for?" Chu He said with a smile.
"It wasn't because of me. You wouldn't have caused so much trouble." Wang Xiaoxiao said frustrated.
"We are colleagues. We should help each other." Chu He sat down on the chair and said. "You and Dabao are on the same page and working together to help each other is the greatest reward for me."
Wang Xiaoxiao spat and left with a blushing face.
Wang Dabao glared at Chu He and hurriedly followed him to explain.
Chu He saw this and lamented that this boy was just like him, a deserter in love.
Just as he was about to spread out the packed documents, Zheng Peng appeared like a ghost, grabbed Chu He and said: "Xiao Chu, I'll do it."
"That's so embarrassing." Chu He said this, but his hands became free and he picked a banana from the plate.
"It's okay. We are all colleagues." Zheng Peng pushed up his glasses and said, "Xiao Chu, you will work over here from now on. The place is spacious and you won't be bored at work."
"What about you?" Chu He asked with a smile.
"I'm on your side." Zheng Peng said.
"How can that be done? Director Zheng, you are my leader. You can't do it." Chu He pretended.
"What's the matter? Shouldn't a leader be considerate of his subordinates? It's settled. I'll book a table at Zuixian Tower later to take care of you." Director Zheng was unambiguous in doing this kind of errand and flattery.
Quite familiar.
The smiling tiger's behavior shocked everyone. Is it too exaggerated? With the vice-principal behind him, the people above him, not to mention his subordinates, didn't dare to look down on him. But why did he start working as a handyman today?
They couldn't help but look at Chu He, wanting to find out something from this handsome counselor.
Sitting on the leather chair of Smiling Tiger, Chu He lazily hung his head and said, "Comfortable."
"Just feel comfortable." Smiling Tiger opened the drawer, took out a box of coffee, and said flatteringly. "Blue Mountain Coffee. A friend gave it to me before. Xiao Chu, if you have to work hard, just make a cup to refresh yourself."
"Okay. Director Zheng, go and do your work. I'm going to start working."
After swiping away Zheng Peng, Chu He lay down on the table and fell asleep.
Damn it, Zhang Jianfeng had the audacity to delay his nap. Chu He, who was determined to retaliate, gave him a beating in his dream.
…
It was already six o'clock in the evening when I woke up. I was about to invite the Wang family and the men to the canteen for dinner when I suddenly found a text message on my phone. I opened it and saw that it was from Xia He.
"Director Chu, are you free tonight? Come to my house for dinner. I'll wait for you at the school gate."
The text message was sent at three o'clock. Accordingly, three hours had passed. Chu He got up in a hurry and walked out the door.
"Xiao Chu, don't you want to eat together?" Wang Dabao shouted. "I heard that the master of the stir-fry department is making the signature lion head today."
"Let's eat some other time." Chu He waved his hand and strode out.
Along the way, Chu He came up with no less than ten reasons, hoping to be forgiven by the beautiful school beauty.
"Xiao Xia. Director Chu came out of the security office with a severe stomachache. It must have been due to a bad meal at lunch. No, I just got up from the toilet now - it's not good. Diarrhea affects my image as an idol."
"Xiao Xia. Director Chu's phone was on mute and he couldn't see the text message in time - Xiao Xia wouldn't believe it even if she knew I was deaf."
"Xiao Xia, Director Chu actually saw your text message early in the morning. But the principal suddenly asked me to go to the office to discuss development plans - what does the principal want me to do? I'm not his female secretary."
"Xiao Xia——"
Chu He saw Xia He standing at the door and couldn't help shouting.
The girl turned around. Her legs and feet were weak after standing for three hours. She smiled and said softly: "Are you off work?"
"Yeah. It's time to get off work." Director Chu saw Xia He holding dinner materials in both hands, feeling a little guilty and said, "I'm sorry, Director Chu just overslept."
"It's okay." Xia He didn't mind and said, "Shall we go home?"
As soon as this statement came out, Chu He felt a little weird, but he didn't point it out and said "good".
Xia He waited for three hours. At first, he thought that Chu He had not seen the text message, so he went to a nearby supermarket to buy ingredients. After coming out, he wanted to go home and cook first, so that he could eat directly when Chu He came over. But then he thought about his behavior.
Suddenly, I stood at the door and thought about it. After waiting like this, another hour passed. In the end, I felt that I had waited for so long anyway, so I might as well wait until Chuhe River.
Now that I saw Chu He, I didn't mind what explanation he gave. I was quite happy in my heart and said those ambiguous words without thinking. My face turned red and my ears were hot, and I got into the taxi.
After returning home, Xia He found it difficult to face Chu He, so he ran into the kitchen to prepare ingredients.
Chu He washed an apple and leaned against the door while eating it and asked: "When will Huo'er come back?"
"Huo'er has to go to self-study in the evening, and school doesn't end until nine o'clock." Xia He's heartbeat accelerated. During these three hours, he and Director Chu were the only ones left at home. This really made this girl who had seen a lot of the world feel uneasy.
She went through a struggle to ask Chu He to come to her house for dinner. At first, she felt it was abrupt. But the two finally confirmed their relationship, so it wasn't too much to go home for a meal, right? Besides, since last night, Xia He's mind popped up from time to time.
Chu He's handsome face made Xia He obsessed with him for the whole day. He couldn't help himself. That's why he decided to send a text message to Chu He.
"oops--"
Xia He, who was thinking wildly and absent-mindedly, managed to cut his finger. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
Chu He reacted quickly, took out the medicine box from the cabinet, got into the kitchen, raised his bloody finger, and whispered harshly: "Why are you so careless?"
Xia He felt a strange warmth all over his body as he was held by this man who was attacking his heart like a savage beast. He didn't say a word and just stared at his handsome profile.
Chu He was too lazy to talk nonsense, and quickly cleaned the wound with his hands and feet, and then wrapped it with gauze. He said sternly but slightly pityingly: "Go to the living room to rest. I will do it."
"You do it?" Xia He asked in disbelief.
Judging from Chu He's identity, even though he is now in dire straits as he said, he was once destined to be a rich boy. Cooking?
There aren't many handsome men these days who can cook, right?
"Why? Are you afraid of being poisoned by Director Chu?" Chu He joked. "Back then, due to the pressure of life, Director Chu worked as a personal assistant to the chef in a five-star hotel for half a year."
Phew——
Xia He laughed out loud and asked, "The chef's personal assistant? He's just a handyman, right?"
Chu He said with a straight face: "Don't talk nonsense. How can Director Chu be willing to be inferior to others? Okay, classmate Xiaoxia, go watch some TV. When Director Chu makes a full banquet for you, he will reward you."
Xia He nodded lightly, but did not want to go back to the living room. Just like Chu He before, he leaned against the door and watched him quietly.
In love?
Xia He, who is more rational and precocious than ordinary girls, came up with this word in his mind.
Miss him. Miss him. If you don't see him, your heart will be empty. If you see him, your heart will feel like a deer, and you won't be able to deal with it rationally.
When he was in trouble, she was more anxious than anyone else. Even though she once hated the smell of cigarettes, she didn't find it so unpleasant now when she smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his body.
Is this love?
Xia He's pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly. She felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Warm and a little uneasy.
She has not had the feeling of being loved for too long. The feeling of loss is too painful and terrible.
Dong Dong.
After vigorously breaking the bones, Chu He threw himself into cooking the sweet and sour pork ribs. He also woke up Xia He.
After cooking a dinner easily, Chu He brought the dishes to the restaurant and said to the surprised Xia He, "Try Director Chu's craftsmanship."
Xia He sat down in shock, firstly because of the speed of Chuhe's cooking, and secondly because every dish on the plate was of good color and aroma. All that was left was to taste.
Taking a secret look at Chu He who was full of expectations, Xia He asked softly: "Director Chu, did you often cook before?"
"Yeah." Chu He lit a cigarette, poured himself a glass of white wine, and smiled. "If you live alone, what will you eat if you don't cook?"
Xia He felt extremely distressed and said softly: "Director Chu can come to my house for dinner more often in the future."
"Aren't you afraid that Director Chu has evil intentions?" Chu He pretended to be vicious.
When Xia He heard this, he was startled at first and then said: "Director Chu is not that kind of person."
It should be reasonable for male and female friends to hold hands and kiss on the lips, right? Xia He thought so.
After dinner in a warm atmosphere, Xia He went to wash the dishes, but was stopped by Chu He: "You have a wound on your hand, and it is easy to get infected if it gets wet. Let me do it."
Xia He felt extremely warm in his heart and said, "Then I'll make tea for Director Chu."
"Be careful, don't burn it."
Chu He quickly washed the dishes and was about to go back to the living room to enjoy classmate Xiaoxia's tea ceremony. Suddenly he heard a strange noise coming from the second floor.
Chu He had some hearing loss, but only in his right ear. I wonder if it was a blessing in disguise. After the problem with his right ear, the hearing in his left ear was obviously better than before. As soon as he heard the sound on the second floor, his heart skipped a beat, and he climbed up the stairs lightly.
The old guy has an extraordinary background. His opponent should not be underestimated. Could he be causing trouble so soon?
After thinking for a moment, he came to the place where the voice was made - Huo'er's boudoir.
Standing at the door, Chu He held his breath and listened. After confirming that there was someone inside, he got angry and pushed open the door.
call out!
A black shadow struck at the back of his head. Chu He turned around suddenly and was about to take action. But when he saw those familiar black eyes, he lowered his voice and said, "Huo'er, stop it!"
"Is it you?" Huo'er retracted his palm and hid the bloody blade of his left hand. He quickly closed the door and said with cold sweat on his forehead. "Go down and accompany Sister Xia. I'll be back in a minute."
"Are you injured?" Chu He asked with a frown.
"It's a small thing." Huo'er didn't look like the cute and arrogant person he was when facing Xia He. He was as calm as a female killer.
"It's such a small thing. Blood flowed all over the floor."
