CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

4Wang Ziyue was so scared that she didn't even dare to look him in the eyes.    3

    

She only felt that under his gaze, her entire body was about to be stared out a hole.    

    

"You are Zhiyu's good friend. This time I will not pursue this matter. " Lu Yiran looked down at Wang Ziyue, who had her head lowered, and his thin lips parted, "But if there is a next time, I guarantee that you will not sleep peacefully until dawn. "    

    

This undisguised threat scared Wang Ziyue so much that her legs went soft.    

    

Chen Tian saw this and immediately went forward to block Wang Ziyue. "Director Lu, I will send her home first. "    

    

Lu Yiran's dark eyes exchanged with the two of them and nodded as if he had been granted amnesty.    

    

Chen Tian grabbed Wang Ziyue's hand and only then did he realize that her hand was cold.    

    

He comforted her and tightened his palm, then brought her downstairs.    

    

Behind him, Lu Yiran turned around and entered his bedroom. Unsurprisingly, he saw Han Zhiyu's angry expression.    

    

She was only wearing a man's shirt, and her thin body looked even slimmer in the wide shirt.    

    

The length of the shirt had just surpassed her butt, revealing her slender white legs.    

    

Lu Yiran frowned when he thought about how she had appeared in front of Chen Tian just now.    

    

"Lu Yiran, you are going too far!"    

    

"Humph, I am going too far?"    

    

There was a trace of anger in Lu Yiran's voice. It seemed that his wife did not know his position.    

    

Han Zhiyu furrowed her brows and looked at him as he walked over step by step. What was there to be angry about? The one who wanted to be angry was her!    

    

"What happened to Ziyue?"    

    

"She is very good. " Lu Yiran went in front of Han Zhiyu and reached out to grab her chin. "If you have time to worry about others, you might as well worry about yourself, Zhiyu. "    

    

The last one claimed that the call was intimate and sticky. Before Han Zhiyu could react, she felt a hand on her thigh, touching her skin slowly.    

    

Then, a deep magnetic sound came from beside her ear.    

    

"Dressed like this and appearing in front of other men. Say, how do you think I'm going to punish you?"    

    

Han Zhiyu's head suddenly made a sound.    

    

Wang Ziyue, who was worried for the first time, did not think too much about it.    

    

Now, she felt a strong sense of shyness. She could not help but reach out to Lu Yiran's chest and push him away.    

    

"Lu Yiran, don't be unreasonable. "    

    

"I never need to reason with you. "    

    

Lu Yiran raised the corner of his pretty lips. Seeing her flushed face, he lowered his head and kissed her.    

    

It was as if he wanted to make up for what he hadn't started last night.    

    

He lingered between her lips in a sentimental manner. He pressed her slender body tightly against his chest, as if he wanted to absorb all of her sweetness.    

    

Until he felt her completely powerless and limp down.    

    

Han Zhiyu leaned on his shoulder and asked the question she had in the morning, "Last night, who took off my clothes?"    

    

Lu Yiran stared at her for an instant. He could clearly see the nervousness and anxiety in her eyes.    

    

"I took them off. "    

    

It really was him. . .    

    

He had taken off all his clothes when he was unconscious. He should have taken a shower.    

    

"Yesterday, what else happened?"    

    

"What else do you expect?" Lu Yiran raised the corner of his lips.    

    

"You. . . " Han Zhiyu's beautiful almond-shaped eyes glared at him.    

    

"Alright, alright. I only took off your shirt. It was the maids who took care of it later. " Lu Yiran comforted her. "But now we can make up for last night's regret. "    

    

After saying that, he pulled Han Zhiyu onto the soft bed.    

    

He only had time to let out a cry of surprise before Han Zhiyu was flipped over and pressed under him.    

    

Lu Yiran held her waist tightly and continued to grab her lips, occupying every part of her mouth that was sweet.    

    

His palm slowly slid up along his smooth thigh, as if it was going to go deeper.    

    

Han Zhiyu was so scared that she wanted to cry, "Lu Yiran, you, you let go. . . "    

    

"Don't. . . Let go. . . "    

    

After a long time, he let go of her neck and took a deep breath. His pretty eyes stared at her messy little face.    

    

His fingers gently wiped away a teardrop from the corner of her eye. His voice was suppressed to an extremely low pitch.    

    

"Next time, do you still dare to go to a bar to drink?"    

    

"I don't dare, I don't dare. "    

    

"You still dare to dress like this to meet other men?"    

    

“？！”    

    

There were no excuses for wanting to add fuel to the fire. This was not her problem at all.    

    

"Hm?" Lu Yiran did not hear the answer he expected. He narrowed his eyes and his palm started to slide again.    

    

"No, I won't. " Han Zhiyu did not dare to move. Her voice was trembling.    

    

It seemed that his wife really remembered it. Lu Yiran lovingly kissed her forehead and got up from her body.    

    

"Alright, let's go back and get dressed for breakfast. "    

    

Han Zhiyu got up from the bed like an arrow. She pulled on her loose shirt collar and ran out of the room in a panic.    

    

Half an hour later, Han Zhiyu, who had changed her clothes, was already sitting on the dining table.    

    

She did not know if it was because of the vomiting last night, but she felt that her stomach was empty.    

    

After eating the second night's porridge, When she looked up, she saw Lu Yiran staring at her with deep eyes.    

    

"Yes, what's up?" She was so scared that she almost dropped the spoon in her hand.    

    

"These are for you. " Lu Yiran suddenly took out a folder and handed it to Han Zhiyu.    

    

She took it in confusion and found that it was all about the company's middle-level management information.    

    

The address of the family address for the age phone, and even the things that her grandparents did were clearly written!    

    

She was stunned. Holding the document, she asked, "You, how did you get it?"    

    

"Are you questioning my strength?" Lu Yiran's voice was hoarse, and there was disdain in his tone.    

    

Although she sometimes did not agree with this kind of behavior, the current information was too timely for her. Perhaps she could find a breakthrough in this. . .    

    

She flipped open a page casually. Zhang Jing, 28 years old, single, living at home on North Luo Street in New Elephant District. . .    

    

Before she could take a closer look, a pair of slender and beautiful hands covered the top.    

    

"Have a good breakfast, or else I have the right to take it back. " His words contained a small threat.    

    

"No, no, no, I'll eat it right away" Han Zhiyu held the folder in front of her chest like a hen protecting its food.    

    

After she finished eating very quickly, she sat in Chen Tian's car and went to the company.