CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

"Alright, I don't want to go to Paris. " Ai Shiqi was sitting on the sofa, fixing her nails as she impatiently replied to her manager, "Recently, I have had enough work. Let's get rid of this. "    

"But the time of signing the contract was tomorrow. It wouldn't be good if we don't go. " The manager carefully asked.    

"Then we'll postpone it. In any case, we can't do it tomorrow. " Ai Shiqi's temper rose.    

The manager on the other side had a headache. This young lady from the Ai family was really unreasonable. Her family was rich to begin with, so it was only a matter of time before she became a model spokesperson.    

Therefore, every time her temper flared up, she would ignore everything and make it very difficult for the staff around her to do anything.    

But who asked her to be beautiful and hot? Even though she was hard to serve, there were still a bunch of ambassadors rushing over like a flock of ducks.    

"But I heard that Director Lu from the Langkun Group is in Paris. " The manager had to take out his trump card.    

Ai Shiqi's tone immediately changed. She questioned, "Are you sure?"    

"It's true," the manager replied confidently. "Two days ago, a sister who went out to Paris told me that she met Director Lu there. It must be true. "    

"Why didn't you say so earlier? the manager asked. Alright, help me book a flight ticket to Paris tomorrow. " Ai Shiqi impatiently hung up the phone.    

The manager on the other end of the line finally let out a long sigh of relief after getting Ai Shiqi's guarantee.    

It seemed that Miss Ai was really infatuated. She had fallen in love with the Langkun Group's Director Lu from the beginning to the end. Even if she was misunderstood as Mo, she would not back down.    

The triangular-shaped relationship between the three of them was still on the trending page for a long time. It was quite interesting.    

She shook her head and threw these unrelated thoughts out. Right now, the most important thing for him was to work and earn money.    

The struggle between wealthy families like them had nothing to do with small commoners like them. . .    

After Ai Shiqi put down the phone, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart. She picked up the phone and dialed a number.    

"Do you feel that your wings are hard now?"    

"Miss Ai, I don't know what you are talking about. " The woman's voice on the phone was full of respect.    

"Alright, I will not pursue the matter this time, but if I find out that you deliberately hid Lu Yiran's itinerary from me next time, I will let you know how the word regret is written. "    

After Ai Shiqi threatened him, she hung up the phone.    

Lu Yiran, I must make you completely belong to me this time!    

Ai Shiqi's eyes were filled with determination.    

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Paris, hospital ward.    

"So, you didn't leak the price list at all?" Lu Yiran asked with a frown on his face.    

"Yes, I didn't. " Han Zhiyu nodded and continued, "The price list is still in my house. I can find it for you to see. "    

"No need. I believe you. " Lu Yiran shook his head and looked serious.    

Han Zhiyu was also very surprised in her heart. She never thought that the price report that she casually took away as a bargaining chip would have such a huge negative impact in the end.    

No wonder Lu Yiran said that he betrayed him that day.    

"So, who exactly betrayed the company's secrets, do you have any clues?" Han Zhiyu asked.    

Lu Yiran frowned. "Only three people touched the final price report. The project manager, Secretary Lee, and you. "    

Han Zhiyu's eyes widened when she heard that. If she was cleared of suspicion, then only the project manager and Secretary Lee were left.    

To Langkun Group, these two were both experienced old subordinates.    

No matter which one it was, it would be a heavy blow to Lu Yiran.    

Just as she was about to say a few words of comfort, there was a knock on the door of the ward.    

"Come in," Lu Yiran said.    

Feng Xueqing came in with a big thermos. She had a smile on her face. "Did I disturb you?"    

"Auntie Feng. " Han Zhiyu immediately got up to greet them.    

"I cooked some nourishing soup. You guys can try it. " Feng Xueqing raised the thermos in her hand.    

"Thank you, Auntie Feng. "    

Feng Xueqing let Han Zhiyu take the thermos to the side and walked to Lu Yiran's window. She took out a small leather bag from the bag.    

"This is the thing you asked me to bring over. How should I deal with it?"    

Lu Yiran's thin lips slightly parted and said word by word, "Inside is a video that proves that I did not have any relationship with Ai Shiqi. "    

"And that sentence of 'I love you' was also said after I took the medicine and mistook her for you. "    

"As long as you look at that video, everything will be revealed. "    

Han Zhiyu was still pouring the soup, but when she heard his words, she paused.    

Feng Xueqing, on the other hand, frowned unhappily, "With this kind of thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?"    

"When we were in M City, Zhiyu was still angry and did not listen to my explanation. " Lu Yiran's eyes landed on Han Zhiyu and continued, "When I found the evidence, she had already escaped. "    

"Then why didn't you take it out when you went back to Paris?" Feng Xueqing asked unhappily.    

If a woman misunderstood her husband cheating on her, the most effective way was to prove that he did not cheat on her.    

Poor her silly son, but he did not understand such a simple reason.    

"When I just returned to Paris, Zhiyu still wants to avoid me and has always denied our relationship. " Lu Yiran paused for a moment, and seemed to be a little depressed in his heart. "So, at that time, I wanted to confirm her feelings first, until she could accept me again, and then I would explain everything. "    

"Aren't you afraid that Little Yu will really give up on you and leave after that?" Feng Xueqing said somewhat angrily.    

It was rare for Lu Yiran to raise the corners of his lips and his gaze softened, "But the final result is still good, isn't it?"    

That kind of gaze when looking at Han Zhiyu only made people drown in it.    

Han Zhiyu, who had been in a daze for a long time, finally came back to her senses. After pouring the soup, she walked towards Lu Yiran.    

Their gazes intertwined and intertwined.