CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

C66 No Matter How I Touch You It's Legal



C66 No Matter How I Touch You It's Legal

3The Langkun Group of M City.    
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The entire office was enveloped in a low pressure.    

    

Every one of them was moving carefully, afraid that they would get into trouble.    

    

In the CEO's office, Han Zhiyu placed a divorce agreement on Lu Yiran's desk. Her beautiful eyes slightly lowered, "See if there is a problem?"    

    

The silent man by the French window made her unprecedentedly nervous.    

    

Han Zhiyu pursed her lips and did not even dare to raise her head.    

    

She knew that she might be a little anxious, but she really did not want to continue dragging it on.    

    

After a while, Lu Yiran turned around from the French window. When his gaze fell on the divorce agreement on the desk, it suddenly became exceptionally sharp.    

    

His deep eyes lit up slightly, and the smile on his lips also revealed an unfathomable coldness.    

    

When he had just received the phone call from Chen Tian, his mood had already been terrible. He did not expect that this woman would actually personally deliver the agreement to his door for him to sign!    

    

"What if I don't agree?" Lu Yiran's tone was emotionless.    

    

"You can't go back on your word. You clearly. . . " Han Zhiyu suddenly panicked.    

    

Without paying attention, a big palm reached towards her collar.    

    

Han Zhiyu instinctively took a step back and looked up to see the man's cold gaze.    

    

"What is this thing!"    

    

Lu Yiran stared at the thin necklace on her neck. His eyes seemed to be filled with coldness and Yin Luan.    

    

She never wore jewelry, and she had never worn anything like this before.    

    

She did not wear anything that he gave her except for the occasion. Since when did she start wearing something like this?    

    

Who exactly gave it to her?    

    

He didn't even think about it. He forcefully pressed her struggling hand and pulled the necklace out of her clothes.    

    

Lu Yiran was stunned for an instant.    

    

The thin chain had the stone that he had returned to her the other day.    

    

The small and shiny stone was glowing brightly under the light.    

    

Han Zhiyu's neck was in so much pain that it hurt.    

    

While he was still in a daze, Han Zhiyu pushed him a little. Her voice also sounded like she was about to cry. "What are you trying to snatch? Can I return it to you?!"    

    

The divorce agreement was not signed, and now he was planning to get the stone back.    

    

Han Zhiyu immediately wanted to take off the necklace. Before she even made a move, he had already suppressed her and prevented her from moving.    

    

"Still moving!" Lu Yiran pressed both of her hands down again, and his tone was still low, but it had already shed the previous layer of coldness.    

    

His straight and strong legs also pressed down on her knees, pressing against the desk.    

    

He turned his hand and pressed both of her arms on the desk. He bent down, but his tone was filled with a hint of flirtation. "If you move again, I will kiss you! I can't guarantee what will happen after I kiss you! You didn't lock the door when you came in, did you? "    

    

Han Zhiyu was never his match in terms of strength. She pursed her lips and only calmed down after a while," I won't move. Let me go. "    

    

Lu Yiran opened his mouth and a faint smile flashed across his face. "Why should I let you go? Actually, if you don't touch me, I can kiss you. "    

    

Her thin lips exhaled a warm breath as she moved closer. Her ears started to turn red.    

    

Her hand was pressed on the cold office desk. She remembered that the divorce agreement was still there.    

    

"Lu Yiran, we are going to get a divorce. You can't touch me!"    

    

His thin lips stopped beside her ear. He did not continue, nor did he raise his head.    

    

"Divorce? Did I sign it? As long as I haven't signed it, it's legal for me to touch you. " He seemed to hear a cold snort beside his ear. He raised his head, but there was no emotion on his face.    

    

The office door was suddenly knocked.    

    

Lee Feifei pushed the door open and walked in. Her footsteps paused.    

    

The two people in front of the office desk made him a little surprised. It was mainly because the posture was a little unexpected.    

    

Han Zhiyu immediately pushed Lu Yiran away and ran out of the office without looking back.    

    

Lu Yiran elegantly tidied his clothes and asked, "What is it?"    

    

"This is the information for the meeting later. Please take a look. " As expected of a professional trained person, Lee Feifei did not change her expression as she placed the stack of information on the table.    

    

Then her gaze involuntarily drifted to the document beside the first. The words' divorce agreement 'appeared before her eyes.    

    

"Alright, you can go out now. "    

    

"Yes. "    

    

Lu Yiran sent the divorce agreement into the shredder, then turned around and called Chen Tian. "Young Madame went downstairs and sent her home. "    

    

After coming out of the building, Han Zhiyu's hands were still clenched tightly.    

    

How could there be such a hateful person? At first, he said he would stop the marriage at any time, but now he changed his mind!    

    

The most excessive thing was that he made her lose all face in front of her subordinates.    

    

"Young Madame, the car is ready. Young Master wants me to send you home. "    

    

She stood at the entrance of the building and Chen Tian suddenly walked over.    

    

Han Zhiyu originally wanted to say that if she did not return now, would he still care?    

    

But he was right. He had not signed for a day. Without a divorce certificate, she was still Mrs Lu.    

    

"Okay, I will go back. " Han Zhiyu replied with a very bad expression.    

    

When the car drove to one and a half, she remembered that there was no food in the kitchen refrigerator, so she asked Chen Tian to stop at the supermarket not far ahead.    

    

"Young Madame, do you need me to help you get your things or wait for you here?"    

    

"Let's wait here. "    

    

Han Zhiyu got off the car and entered the supermarket.    

    

In the imported supermarket closest to the villa, everything was the most expensive.    

    

She pushed the cart and converted the depression in her heart into shopping desire. She did not even look at the price tag and kept throwing things inside.    

    

After about an hour, Han Zhiyu was still wandering around the supermarket.    

    

When she came to the front of the shelf, she looked up at the biscuits at the top and tiptoed to try a few times.    

    

A hand suddenly reached up from the side and easily took down one jar.    

    

Her heart seemed to have skipped a beat. Turning her head, she saw that the man she had just met had a cold expression on his face. His head was lowered as he looked at the words on the biscuit can.    

    

That was the last jar of cheese biscuits on the shelf. What was he trying to do?    

    

"Eat this kind of nutritious food?" The man frowned and said.    

    

Han Zhiyu did not say anything but firmly grabbed onto the cart.    

    

Since it was not nutritious, then put it back! Why did he want to snatch it from her!    

    

Lu Yiran then put the can of biscuits into her push cart. His slender and clean hands slowly put into his suit pocket, and his cold and lazy gaze casually looked between the shelves.    

    

Han Zhiyu pursed her lips and stared at his back as he walked in front of her. She did not know what to say.    

    

She thought that their relationship had made some progress, but she had to consider the divorce.    

    

"Lu Yiran, can you put the things you want in other cars?"    

    

When he put things in her shopping cart many times, Han Zhiyu could not bear it anymore.    

    

The shopping cart in front of her had almost piled up into a small hill.    

    

"It's not full again. " Lu Yiran casually said.    

    

. . . "" Han Zhiyu was speechless to the extreme.    

    

She had not had enough of being a shopping maniac once, but now she was pushing a full cart behind him like a lackey.    

    

Finally, after filling up the entire cart, this man stopped.    

    

Han Zhiyu's face was dark, like a wife full of resentment following.    

    

When she paid the bill, she went to get her wallet and looked for it. She felt that something was wrong.    

    

Where was the card?    

    

Where did the black gold card go?    

    

She was stunned for a moment before she realized that she didn't bring it with her!    

    


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