After Qiao Ran attended the AI Artificial Intelligence Summit during the day, he first went to Zhuo Le's house, had dinner with Qiao Ze'an, and played with him for a while.
Then she returned to the hotel.
The entire AI Summit will last three days. On the third day, there will be a grand dinner.
After Qiao Ran returned to the hotel, she turned on her computer and began to prepare the materials she would use tomorrow. She had several exhibition halls to visit tomorrow. It was worthwhile for her to attend the summit this time. She also learned many new concepts and opened
This gave her ideas and provided inspiration for her future designs.
It took a while to sort out the materials.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The sound was not loud, and the rhythm of the knock was very polite.
Qiao Ran was stunned. She was staying in a hotel and no one knew it. If Zhuo Le came, he would contact her in advance. Who would knock on the door? Moreover, she didn’t order takeout or ask the front desk to deliver anything. Who could it be?
Woolen cloth?
Maybe there was a mistake.
She didn't plan to open the door at first, thinking about the person knocking on the door, and after knocking for a while, she thought no one would leave on her own.
Unexpectedly, the persistent knocking on the door lasted for a full ten minutes, which annoyed her. She was slightly angry, who was so persistent, and what was going on?
She was wearing loose pajamas with a slightly open neckline, her long wavy hair hanging down, and she walked to the door barefoot.
She opened the door suddenly, with a hint of impatience in her voice.
"Who? It's endless."
Zuo Chenye was slightly stunned. Designer Zola's tone of voice was exactly the same as Qiao Ran's.
In a daze, he couldn't help shouting, "Qiao Ran..."
Now it was Qiao Ran's turn to be stunned. She didn't expect that it would be Zuo Chenye who opened the door.
Moreover, he actually called out her name, which made her jump all over. Her first reaction was to touch her cheek. Didn't she wear a special mask? Was she exposed?
When she felt that the mask on her face was still there. She had just returned to the hotel and had not yet had time to take off the mask, so she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she thought her secret was exposed.
In order to cover up the unnaturalness of her actions just now, she slid her hand down and tightened the collar of her pajamas.
But, he called her Qiao Ran? Could it be that he had begun to doubt it?
It seemed that she was very cautious and did not reveal any flaws.
She quickly came to her senses, adjusted her emotions, and asked, "Young Master Zuo? You got the wrong person. What do you want from me? If it's business, why don't you say no at the exhibition during the day? You have to knock on my door at night, it seems.
It’s not quite appropriate.”
It must have been yesterday when they entered the same floor of the hotel and she left first. He paid attention to which room she was staying in.
Zuo Chenye could clearly see the panic flashing in her eyes before.
After the trance, his mind returned, and he stared straight at her, staring at every subtle expression on her face, not missing any detail, trying to find any clues from her body.
"who are you?"
Zuo Chenye's sharp eyes kept scanning her and asked directly.
Qiao Ran lowered her head and smiled, her smile was stunning. She said sarcastically, "Does Young Master Zuo have amnesia? We met at the R&S Group's exhibition hall during the day. I am Zola, a designer from country M. Why, Zuo
I have met so many big people that a little person like me can’t remember them?"
In fact, she deliberately avoided his burning gaze.
His eyes were as deep as a bottomless sea, easily drawing people in and making it difficult to extricate themselves. In the past, she seemed to be able to face his gaze directly, but later, I don’t know when, she gradually became a little afraid.
Looking straight at it. It’s still like this today.
Maybe it was fear, fearing that I would fall into his deep gaze again and be bruised all over by him in the end.
She reminded herself that An Yunxi's revenge had not yet been avenged, and she came to the capital to do business.
"I heard that your surname is Qiao?" Zuo Chenye suddenly stepped forward and forced her to take a step back.
Then, he pinned her directly to the wall.
They were so close that each other's breathing could be heard clearly.
His breath was hot, blowing on her cheeks and burning to the bottom of her heart.
Her breath was suffocated, her mind was confused, and her breathing began to become erratic.
"Why, Miss Qiao is nervous? Your breathing is not steady." He bowed his head and said next to her, his voice was low and sexy, even with a hint of charm.
"You came too close. Mr. Zuo, please respect yourself." Qiao Ran bit her lip and kept some distance from him.
"You haven't answered my question yet." He would not give up until he achieved his goal.
"My surname is Joe, Zola. Joe is my name. Is there any question?" she answered.
"The surname is Qiao, what's your Chinese name?" he asked.
"I don't have a Chinese name. My name is Zola Qiao." She emphasized that it was indeed written like this in all the information she provided, and she also used this name in country M.
"Miss Qiao looks like she is from country L. I wonder what her parents do? And when did they go to country M? Miss Qiao is talented. I wonder which university she graduated from? Is it a university in country M?"
He asked a series of questions in an aggressive manner.
"Haha." After Qiao Ran's brief panic, she had regained her composure and her smile was as bright as a flower.
"Unexpectedly, Mr. Zuo also works part-time as a household registration policeman? Why should I answer these questions for you?"
"Are you afraid of the answer? Or are there no answers at all?"
Zuo Chenye's breathing gradually became rapid. There were too many things about the woman in front of him that made him suspicious. The name of QR Technology Company was the abbreviation of Qiao Ran. Her height and body shape were consistent with Qiao Ran's, and she had a cold and arrogant temperament and even personality.
resemblance.
He had to wonder if her face was fake.
I thought so.
His brain had already taken control, and he was too eager to know the answer.
Suddenly, his tall body pressed against her, pressed against her knees, and held her shoulders firmly with one hand. He knew that she knew karate, so he was already on guard. Such a posture made it impossible for her to perform it.
And his other hand quickly touched her face.
He wanted to make sure if this face was real? Was it real?
Qiao Ran didn't expect him to come here at all. She was completely restrained by him and couldn't use karate at all. She could only let him touch her cheek, unable to resist.