Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

"Between us...never!" Qiao Zhen looked at him and said every word.

Lu Jingchen raised his lips: "You just said it's impossible, but didn't deny that you like me."

Qiao Zhen immediately said: "Even if possible, I can't like you. I like women. I can never be enamored with a man. Let me go!"

Lu Jingchen's eyes darkened, lowered his head, and sprayed his nose on her face. It was only 0.1 millimeter away from her lips: "I'll give you one day to think about it. Before night, give me an answer. If you want, I will It will make everything impossible possible. I will amend the law, and I will make everyone recognize that I will do everything for you!"

These words can be regarded as Lu Jingchen's complete confession.

Not seeing Joe really suffering these days, let him know that no matter how much he resists this feeling, he can't resist his heart.

Joe is not here, he is going crazy.

Therefore, this time, it was both a questioning and a confession.

Qiao Zhen's eyes were wide and his head was dizzy. She couldn't think that Lu Jingchen would confess to herself.

Lu Jingchen actually likes men!

She clenched her fists instinctively.

It turns out that he likes men!

So how could she agree to him, if he knew that she was a woman, then this oolong would be a big deal.

So at this moment, she didn't have the joy of being confessed. Her identity deceived him, but he confessed to the deceitful male identity.

Qiao really looked down, Lu Jingchen let go of her hand: "Before eight o'clock in the evening, give me an answer."

After speaking, he turned around and walked away in a stride, leaving only a tall figure of Qiao Zhen.

Qiao Zhen watched his figure leave, but waves were surging in his heart.

Should I be happy? I should be happy. People I like also like myself.

But at this moment, Qiao Zhen was not happy at all. Lu Jingchen liked men. It was not himself that he liked, but his disguised identity.

So, neither happy nor relieved.

She doesn't need to worry about this, no matter how long his deadline is, her answer can only be four words: absolutely impossible.

She went back to the dormitory in despair and lay directly on the bed.

...

After Lu Jingchen went out, Lu Zhanting called: "Jing Chen, Minister Wan had an appointment before. We will have dinner tonight. Where are you now?"

"I can't come back if I have something," Lu Jingchen said, "Next time."

Lu Zhanting pondered for a while and hung up the phone.

Yun Wei asked, "How?"

"Looking at Jing Chen's appearance, it seems that he is not very concerned about this matter."

"Minister Wan and Mrs. Wan, they all mean Jing Chen and Wan Jiazhi. They have already cooked rice and cooked rice. I want them to get in touch with each other. But seeing what Jing Chen meant, it seemed to Wan Jia Zhi doesn't mean too much either." Yun Wei was a little worried and said, "I don't know what the kid is thinking."

Lu Zhanting said, "Let them take care of the young people's affairs. On Minister Wan's side, we can deal with it by ourselves. We can't force it for things that Jing Chen doesn't want."

Yun Wei said to the people next to her: "Calling Minister Wan and saying that Jing Chen is on a temporary assignment and the dinner tonight has to be cancelled."