CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

1Lu Yiran didn't mind. He tilted his head and looked at her. "There's a banquet tonight. Come with me. Let's go back early, hmm?"     4

    

Although he was unhappy, he had to go when he heard that it was a banquet.    

    

"Aren't we going to attend the banquet? Why did you come to the bank?"    

    

Han Zhiyu had already changed into a formal dress, but she did not want to come to the bank.    

    

"Sir, this way please. "    

    

The person in charge brought the two to the safe and took out a black cotton box.    

    

"Mr. Lu, after you sign, you can take it away. " The person in charge respectfully confirmed, "Do we really not need to arrange for people to escort us?"    

    

It was tens of millions of jewelry. It would be dangerous if it was targeted by illegal people.    

    

Lu Yiran glanced at the meddlesome person and casually opened the box.    

    

Han Zhiyu was stunned on the spot. She looked at the necklace lying quietly in the box and felt like her brain was about to die.    

    

When she was searching for the Heart of Rola, she had seen a picture.    

    

At that moment, she recognized it at a glance.    

    

Lu Yiran looked at the white dress on her shoulder that day. It was quite suitable.    

    

The Heart of Rola Fu was made from sapphires. It was a piece of jewelry worth tens of millions, but it was not extravagant at all. The design was more suitable for young women to wear. It was exquisite, elegant, and had a hint of sexiness.    

    

"Did you buy this from the last auction?" She asked in a low voice.    

    

Lu Yiran frowned slightly, but he didn't see much joy on her face.    

    

"Put it on. Let's go to the banquet. "    

    

"Oh. " Han Zhiyu's tone became even more indifferent. When he put it on for her, she was very obedient.    

    

It was unknown whether it was because he wanted to wear it to maintain his face or because Ai Shiqi could not accompany him.    

    

The person in charge stared unblinkingly at this distinguished guest from the east wearing a valuable necklace on that beautiful fairy-like woman.    

    

The people from the East were so rich now that they could casually wear jewelry worth tens of millions.    

    

The translucent blue gemstone was like a icing on the cake on her white neck.    

    

His eyes became heated. No wonder women liked jewelry. It was indeed pleasing to the eyes, but the prerequisite was that she wore it on the right person.    

    

"Let's go. " His body was also slightly hot.    

    

This banquet would just be a casual formality.    

    

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It was not Han Zhiyu's first time attending a banquet. It was just that this time, it was especially boring.    

    

There were too many people with blond hair and blue eyes that she did not know. Moreover, everyone would deliberately take a look at her necklace.    

    

Although she didn't understand French, she could roughly guess what it was.    

    

While Lu Yiran was talking to the others, she greeted them and walked to a place with fewer people to take a breather.    

    

She could not help but take out her phone and sweep through the trending pages. Without exception, Ai Shiqi and Lu Yiran occupied the headlines.    

    

The photo was in that hotel, and the photo of Lu Yiran standing up and "kissing" Han Zhiyu. It seemed that it was sent by the group of people at the neighboring table.    

    

The netizens all guessed that the reason the two of them came to Paris at the same time was to personally take away Rola's Heart.    

    

It was as if a stone had been pressing down on her heart. Her emotions suddenly changed several times.    

    

It was really funny, why did she care so much about who gave her a necklace?    

    

He spent the money. He gave it to whoever he liked!    

    

"What a coincidence, little cutie!"    

    

A rather unfamiliar elegant voice approached with a smile.    

    

Gu Mu was wearing a black handmade suit, and his eyes were full of curiosity and smile towards her.    

    

Han Zhiyu turned around, "It's you?"    

    

"I didn't expect us to be so fated. " Gu Mu curled his lips. His voice was as low and pleasant as a cellist. "So beautiful. "    

    

He praised her, and when he saw the necklace around her neck, his smile deepened.    

    

He put the glass into his mouth, then slowly said, "A gift from your boyfriend?"    

    

Han Zhiyu saw that he was referring to the necklace and said disapprovingly, "It's someone else's. I'm only wearing it temporarily. "    

    

"Is that so? That's really a pity. As the designer of this necklace, I really don't want to wear it on someone else. "    

    

Han Zhiyu was stunned for a long time before she opened her mouth and said," You. . . Aren't you the translator? "    

    

Gu Mu laughed a few times. "This is the first time someone treats me as a translator. "    

    

"Sorry, I really don't know. "    

    

"So, am I really not attractive to you at all?" Gu Mu raised his eyebrows and took a few steps forward.    

    

"Gu Mu, stay away from her. " A cold voice came from behind, as if the surrounding temperature was dropping rapidly.    

    

The man who walked over next had a cold look in his eyes. His thin lips were tightly pursed into a cold and displeased line.    

    

His face walked over from the intersection of the lights and shadows, but his gaze was sharp as he looked at Gu Mu, who had an innocent face and raised his hands.    

    

"Calm down, Lu Yiran. " Gu Mu smiled helplessly and waved his hand to indicate that he did not touch a hair of his woman. "I just know her. "    

    

He also wanted to get close to this woman and see what kind of relationship she had with Lu Yiran.    

    

But now it seemed like he had a very good impression of this woman.    

    

Lu Yiran's eyes were dark and cold. Every word he spoke was filled with pressure, "You don't need to 'know' my woman, if you don't want to die. "    

    

Gu Mu was a famous person in the European arts circle.    

    

He came from a good family and was born in a noble family. His works were rare and expensive. Most importantly, he had a good relationship with a woman.    

    

Every woman he wanted to know would be 'recognized' by him in bed.    

    

Gu Mu's eyes slanted as he half-jokingly said, "Why are you so nervous? Can she fall in love with me after saying a few words?"    

    

Han Zhiyu,. . . ""    

    

This person's words were really direct and not tactful at all.    

    

"Forget it. " Gu Mu saw his cold face and could not help but shiver. He walked a little further away and said, "Excuse me, cutie. "    

    

Lu Yiran's face seemed to have a layer of frost on it. "What did he call you just now? When did you guys know each other?"    

    

"I don't know your friend. " Han Zhiyu replied.    

    

"He is not my friend. " Lu Yiran walked up to her and frowned as he looked at her dress.    

    

It was white and round shoulder. It was so small that it looked as if it could crush her with just a little bit of strength.    

    

She thought about how Gu Mu's eyes that were filled with interest had landed on her shoulders and chest. . .    

    

Even if he only saw the necklace on her collarbone, it still made one's heart burn with anger.    

    

Before Han Zhiyu could say anything, a coat with body temperature suddenly fell on her body.    

    

The man's wide suit covered her whole body.    

    

Lu Yiran stood in front of her and lowered his head to help her put on the coat. "Let's go back. "    

    

"What? So the famous flower really has an owner. " Gu Mu held his phone and made a phone call. He looked at the two people who left the scene from afar and said with a smile that was not a smile, "But the two of them look like they are not compatible with each other. That woman's heart is a little awkward. She probably doesn't want to show it. . . Please, I think the woman is very accurate. "    

    

"As for your arch-enemy, Lu Yiran. " His eyes slightly narrowed and his words dragged on, "Probably quite like her. Maybe even he himself doesn't know how much he likes her. . . "    

    

Gu Mu raised his head and drank the red wine in his hand in one gulp. He spoke a few more words on the phone before hanging up.    

    

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