Su Zhengxing had promised Lin Qiao that he would give her 100 million yuan after the matter was completed, but judging from the current situation, he was probably going to break his promise. So, before he was completely rendered useless and eliminated, he wanted to leave Lin Qiao with something, and after thinking about it, the only thing he could think of was money.
“Later, keep an eye on a man named Gao Ming at the scene. Use all your money to buy his shares in Zhanyuan Technology.” Su Zhengxing instructed her in her consciousness.
“Who?”
Lin Qiao was looking down at her clothes to check for wrinkles when she casually asked.
Perhaps having learned her lesson at the Ouyang family’s birthday banquet, Lin Qiao had developed PTSD toward those elaborate gowns that were only good for looking pretty.
This time, having been assigned to attend Minghong and Shirun’s engagement party, she had specifically chosen a pale yellow, modern Chinese-style silk cheongsam embroidered with floral and bird patterns from the available dresses. Her hair was half-up in a side braid, secured with a wooden hairpin, making her look light and energetic.
However, the silk was particularly prone to wrinkling; she had only been sitting in the car for a short while when several wrinkles appeared on her dress.
Meanwhile, Su Zhengxing, who was in the back seat of the car, was on the phone. Hearing the sound, he pressed the receiver, turned his head, and replied, “Qi Yuan. There are a few contract details that need to be confirmed. It’ll be quick.”
Lin Qiao looked up at him, somewhat bewildered. It took her a moment to realize that he was answering her and explaining why his call had taken so long.
This was…reporting to her, wasn’t it?
When she first met Su Zhengxing, she would never have believed that this CEO, who always had a stern face, kept people at arm’s length, and was full of cunning, could be so well-behaved when in love.
If he weren’t still on the phone, Lin Qiao really wanted to rub his face!
However, making a phone call and rubbing his face aren’t mutually exclusive, are they?
Lin Qiao let out a silent scream, and her hands reached out to cup his face and rub it.
She used to think that he was a maverick cat, but it turned out that he was a pure-hearted puppy!
Since Su Zhengxing could remember, no one had ever cupped and rubbed his face like this before. He shrank back a little, feeling a bit awkward, and leaned toward the other side of the car door. His face, which was originally skin and bones, turned red in an instant, and he let out a muffled groan.
“Mr. Su?”
Qi Yuan, on the other end of the phone, seemed to sense something was amiss and asked uncertainly.
Su Zhengxing took a deep breath.
“It’s alright. Let’s leave it at that for now. I’ll revise the rest and send it to you.”
He then hung up the phone, grabbed Lin Qiao’s restless wrist, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, “What do you want to do?”
Lin Qiao grinned mischievously and leaned closer, whispering in his ear, “I want you.”
The next second, Su Zhengxing’s ears burned with an unprecedented speed. He stared at Lin Qiao, his dark eyes growing increasingly intense.
Feeling the increasing heat in her palm, Lin Qiao realized that she might have gotten into trouble, so she quickly withdrew her hand and sat obediently with her head down.
Damn it! She was used to being outspoken online every day, and this slip of the tongue had landed her in serious trouble!
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