Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

The place where Yue Zheng took Qiao Muer to eat is an elegant, quiet and private western restaurant near the company.

The Bangladeshi side should have booked the position in advance.

The waiter led the two of them into the side window seats in the restaurant.

Because it is a high-end western restaurant, the space between the tables is not close in the city center where the space is rich in gold, and the space between the tables is large, which is especially suitable for the surrounding company executives to meet customers and discuss business affairs here.

Of course, there are also young couples dating.

But at noon on such working days, few couples can afford such meals.

Therefore, when Yue Zheng took Qiao Mu'er's hand and walked into the restaurant, the two men, talented and beautiful, and the golden boy and jade woman, who were very close to each other, formed a sharp contrast with other guests who were discussing business affairs.

Qiao Mu'er looked dazzlingly, and saw several familiar faces.

There are the executives of the company next door, the clients she has met, and the executives of other departments within their royal court.

What a shame...

For almost three years, in addition to Qiao Mu'er who had the immaturity of a new person in society during the first half of the year, she has grown at an astonishing rate that cannot be underestimated in the following time.

In the eyes of others, Secretary Qiao, President of the Imperial Court, has long become a representative of good-looking, hard-tempered, and vigorous work.

And now...

Qiao Mu'er looked at the man walking beside her, holding her left hand firmly in his palm, and couldn't help sighing.

It seems that from today onwards, her image of working hard for these years will be shattered.

...

The two were seated, and the waiter brought the menu.

Yue Zheng skillfully avoided the dishes that Qiao Muer didn't like.

After asking her opinion, it can be said that a table of dishes that suits Qiao Mu'er's heart is very appropriate.

Qiao Mu'er took the glass at hand, sipped the lemonade every bite, and looked at Yue Zheng, who was talking to the waiter with the menu.

His brows are black and sharp, and his deep blue eyes are still cold.

When he watched him talk to the waiter, his cold aura almost made the waiter think that he had committed an unforgivable mistake.

However, even if it was such a cold man, Qiao Mu'er was a little surprised to hear the names of dishes he proficiently read.

It turned out that after so long, he still remembered that she didn't like eating celery and carrots, so she specifically told the waiter not to match these with side dishes.

I also remember that she only eats medium for steak.

Qiao Mu'er always thought that she liked him wishfully.

So, what Yue Zheng likes and dislikes, she remembers clearly.

And he is more fresh about himself, not necessarily really like it.

But now, listening to Yue Zheng's low cold voice instructing the waiter, it made Qiao Mu'er feel in a daze.

Perhaps...he didn't dislike her at all at the beginning.

Maybe, he also liked it.

This lunch was not as rigid and difficult as Qiao Muer had imagined. On the contrary, the atmosphere was more harmonious than she expected.

He looked at the man who was sitting across from him, occasionally listening while his thin lips curled up, whispering to her.

Qiao Mu'er finally confirmed that everything was not an illusion, and she gradually felt dating.

After the two of them had lunch, Yue Zheng dragged her by the hand and walked back to the company openly.

From the first floor of the company in full view, he walked into the special elevator and returned to the top floor.

Along the way, Yue Zheng's cool hand has been holding her, never letting go.