Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

"Young lady, I'd better call the young master. It's past seven o'clock, even if there is a traffic jam on the road, it's time to get home now."

Zhang Ma looked at Tang Xinluo with a distressed look. Her small slap and small face had already become more haggard and pale because of continuous morning sickness.

If the young master does not come back, the young lady will not let them serve food. The bird's nest has been served twice, but every time it is served, the young lady will be disgusted with excitement.

"Mother Zhang, really don't need it. He must have been delayed if he doesn't come back." Tang Xinluo covered his chest, because he had vomited several times and had no strength at this time.

It is rare for Lu Yuchen to come back for dinner, and she can't help but give him face and serve it herself.

After all, he was the one who paid the money, and also the one who helped him get the Tang family back.

She has nothing to repay him. Only by playing the role of Mrs. Lu well can she be worthy of his help to herself.

What's more, she really can't eat it now, and she feels sick as soon as she smells the food.

Instead of going to the table first and feeling uncomfortable with the food alone, it's better to wait for Lu Yuchen to come back, maybe someone accompanies the meal, and the mood will be better.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhang Ma could only retreat.

Tang Xinluo slept on the recliner and squinted for a while, before waking up in a blink of an eye, it was almost eight o'clock.

"Why haven't you come back?" She murmured, a little worried.

Could something happen...

Tang Xinluo finally realized that something was wrong, picked up the phone and dialed Lu Yuchen's number.

*

Lu Yuchen was eating in a French restaurant in City A, which was famous for its style.

The place to eat was chosen by Qiao Yinyin. The atmosphere in the restaurant is very good, and the lights are ambiguous and dim. It is more suitable for small gatherings between couples or friends than talking about business.

He was originally not coming today.

But before going out in the morning, I didn't know which nerve was touched, and unexpectedly changed his mind because Tang Xinluo was going to see Lu Qinghao.

"Brother Yuchen, how is this restaurant... Isn't it romantic?"

The little girl sitting opposite him called him with a shy look, and interrupted his slightly bored thoughts.

He took a sip of red wine, "Not bad."

Qiao Yinyin knew that Lu Yuchen had always talked less when facing him. He could talk to her brother Qiao Mohan all night long, but he would never say a few words to himself.

Of course, because of the relationship that grew up together, Lu Yuchen treated her better than others.

At least, when she doesn't show too explicit affection, he will treat himself as his sister.

But, it's just my sister.

This is not what Qiao Yinyin wants!

"Brother Yuchen...Do you really want to marry the woman named Tang Xinluo? I...I don't believe..."

"Not to marry, she is now Mrs. Lu."

Qiao Yinyin felt very wronged when she heard Lu Yuchen's cold answer.

She has loved Brother Yuchen for so many years, but because of Sister Xuan'er, she has not been able to bear it... Who knew that Sister Xuan'er was gone, and suddenly Tang Xinluo appeared.

It's really cheaper that woman named Tang Xinluo!

"Brother Yuchen, you don't have to lie to me, I know, it's impossible to like her... She is not worthy of you at all. Brother Yuchen, if you are with her, then sister Xuaner..."

"Qiao Yinyin--"

Lu Yuchen abruptly interrupted Qiao Yinyin's words, and her secretly angry voice made Qiao Yinyin startled.

"Brother Yuchen, I didn't mean to..."

"Enough." Lu Yuchen's eyes were extremely cold, "This matter is not something you should be concerned about, and you won't be allowed to mention it again."

Finally, he gave her a warning look, "Don't tell Xuan'er about this, her body can't bear this kind of news."

"I...I know..." Qiao Yinyin was terrified and nodded in tears.

Seeing Qiao Yinyin's response, Lu Yuchen calmed down his anger. At this moment, the phone rang.