CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

Lu Yiran's iron handsome face did not hide anything. No one was allowed to enter.    

He usually had an oppressive aura, but his mood had fallen to rock bottom in the past two days, and he had put the unhappiness on his face.    

The staff member who reported the work was very careful, afraid that one of them would accidentally get into trouble.    

Suddenly, the door to the CEO's room was pushed open from the outside, and a figure rushed in.    

"Lu Yiran, why did you do that to Zhiyu?" Wang Ziyue asked indignantly.    

The secretary who ran in with her looked scared. "Director Lu, this lady insisted on coming in. I couldn't stop her. "    

"All of you, back off. " Lu Yiran said in a cold voice.    

The secretary and the staff went out and carefully closed the door of the room.    

"Tell me, what did I do to her?" Lu Yiran calmly leaned against the chair and stared at her sharply.    

"She didn't want to. Why did you force her?" Wang Ziyue said indignantly, "And why did you have to go to the gala with Ai Shiqi and get filmed?"    

"Forced?! Was that what she said?" Lu Yiran sneered, his eyes turning cold.    

"Lu Yiran, as a man, do you not dare to admit what you have done? To think that I thought you were a good man and tried to say good things about you in front of her. I think I'm blind! "    

Lu Yiran's face darkened. His face was so cold that it was as if ice had fallen from the sky. He walked slowly towards Wang Ziyue.    

His cold eyes stared at her and said darkly, "She told me that our marriage is just a game of mutual benefit, so I can only ask for my reward normally. "    

"As for Ai Shiqi, didn't she also ask me to find her? Then what did I do wrong? "    

"A mutually beneficial game? She, she asked you to look for Ai Shiqi?" Wang Ziyue was completely shocked when she heard this.    

What exactly was going on?    

Unfortunately, Lu Yiran did not give her time to think. He took out his phone and said, "Chen Tian, take your men away!"    

Chen Tian had been waiting outside the door when Wang Ziyue entered.    

After getting the order, he rushed in at the first time. "Director Lu, I'm sorry. "    

After apologizing, he held Wang Ziyue's hand and wanted to leave.    

However, she struggled with all her might. "I haven't finished asking. Why did you chase me away?"    

At this moment, Wang Ziyue's phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and answered, "What? Zhiyu is drunk?! Okay, send the address over. I will go over immediately. "    

Just as she hung up the phone, the phone was taken from the back.    

"You -" She turned her head and saw Lu Yiran standing behind her, staring at the message she just sent.    

"Han Zhiyu, I'll go and pick it up. "    

After saying this, Lu Yiran stuffed the phone back into Wang Ziyue's hands and walked away with his long legs.    

"Hey, stop right there. You haven't answered my question!" Wang Ziyue was not willing to give up and wanted to chase after him.    

"Alright, my little ancestor, don't add more trouble. " Chen Tian grabbed her at the right time. "If you have anything to ask, ask again in the future. "    

Wang Ziyue then stopped walking.    

Two hours later.    

At the seat of the Muse bar.    

Han Zhiyu was lying on the table with all kinds of empty bottles on it.    

Zhang Jing was accompanying her when she saw a tall figure walking over quickly, "Mr. Lu. "    

Lu Yiran went forward and picked up the woman who was lying on the table.    

"It feels bad. . . " Han Zhiyu unconsciously covered her stomach.    

Her already pale face was full of sweat.    

Lu Yiran pursed his lips and glanced at the wine bottle on the table. His tone was gloomy, "This is what she drank?"    

Zhang Jing's back broke out in cold sweat. "I, I tried to persuade her, but she didn't listen. "    

She drank so much.    

Was she crazy? Did she not know what her body was like?    

Lu Yiran once again spoke indifferently, "Alright, you can leave now. I'll send her back. "    

As he spoke, Han Zhiyu's eyelashes moved. She instinctively moved closer to this warm body.    

She held him tightly with both hands and pressed her face against his chest.    

Han Zhiyu hugged him very tightly and unconsciously rubbed her face.    

She appeared especially petite in Lu Yiran's arms, as if hugging him did not require much strength.    

Lu Yiran's temple was throbbing, and he could not remain calm from being rubbed by her.    

"It's so cold. . . "    

She murmured and hugged him even tighter.    

The hot breath came out of her mouth and passed through his shirt.    

The numbing sensation in her chest seemed to spread throughout her entire body in an instant.    

Lu Yiran hesitated for a moment and looked up at Zhang Jing. "Do you know how to drive?"    

When he came, he did not bring a driver with him. He heard that she had drunk too much outside. He did not even think about it and drove straight over. He drove the fastest.    

Han Zhiyu's alcohol tolerance was not bad. He knew it all.    

So when he heard that she drank too much to the point that she needed someone to take her away, he didn't even know how much she drank.    

Zhang Jing was driving in front. He reported the address of the villa and carried Han Zhiyu in the backseat of the car.    

Her body was very hot and carried the scent of alcohol.    

She hugged him tightly like an eight-clawed fish. It was as if this could absorb the heat from his body.    

"Still cold?"    

"Yes. . . " Han Zhiyu sat on his lap, her head tilted to his shoulder.    

Her soft arms passed through his armpit and hugged him.    

Lu Yiran lowered his head and rubbed her head with the tip of his nose. "You have the nerve to call me cold? Be obedient, you sit by the side. "    

He had always been able to restrain himself from others, but whenever he ran into her, he could easily break his inner defense.    

He had never been able to resist her teasing.    

"Cold, hug me. . . " Not only was Han Zhiyu unwilling to sit on the first side, she even exerted more strength in her hands, as if she was afraid of being flung away.    

The man's face darkened, "Han Zhiyu, I am still angry and do not want to hug you. "    

Regarding her own scandal, not only was she indifferent, she even said those words that made him feel a chill in his heart.    

Han Zhiyu seemed to be very drunk and her thoughts were intermittent. At this moment, it was as if she did not hear what he said and only knew to hug and not let go.    

"Are you going to let me go?"    

. . . "Oh, no. "    

"I'll give you one more chance. Let me go and sit on the one side. Don't let me do it. "    

"I'm cold. . . "    

"You drank the wine yourself. Serves you right. "    

"Cold, hug. . . "    

Lu Yiran felt that his patience for the rest of his life had been placed on her.    

He could not bear to see her say the word cold.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't know about her current condition. . . If it wasn't for the fact that there were other people in the car, he might have used the most primitive method to warm her up.    

He would ensure that she wouldn't shout 'cold' again.    

Lu Yiran held the person in his arms and looked at the city lights that were flashing past the window.    

She would only be so obedient when she drank too much. She would not let go of him if she relied on him so much.