Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

When Wen Shuyan heard the words "I have a boyfriend," it was as if he had been struck by an invisible blunt object, and he froze on the spot.

He had no idea when Lin Qian turned and left.

He was the only one left in the huge office. The warm atmosphere that had just been there suddenly turned cold and the silence was terrifying. Even his own slightly rapid breathing was amplified by the vast emptiness, each breath hitting his eardrums.

She...has a boyfriend?

He had clearly investigated and knew she should be single.

Wen Shuyan was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a complex emotion...

Lin Qian finished her work at six o'clock in the evening.

At this point, there were hardly any people left in the company.

She stepped into the elevator, and just as the doors were about to close, a figure hurried over and reached out to block them.

The elevator doors reopened, and Wen Shuyan walked in.

The man's face had returned to its usual gentleness, but there seemed to be a hint of forced smile in it.

Lin Qian nodded in greeting: "Manager Wen."

Wen Shuyan pressed the floor button, turned to look at her, and spoke with a tone of helplessness mixed with deliberate gentleness:

"Didn't we agree that when there are no outsiders around, I'd rather hear you call me 'Brother Shuyan'?"

He paused, then lowered his voice further, "Little sister Qianqian, don't be so distant with me..."

After ten years apart, anyone would feel awkward around each other.

Lin Qian didn't know how to reply to him.

Just then, the elevator beeped and arrived at the first floor.

Just as Lin Qian reached the company entrance, Wen Shuyan suddenly called out to her again.

"Qianqian, wait a minute."

Lin Qian stopped and turned around.

Wen Shuyan caught up with her in a few steps and stood in front of her, the corridor lights elongating his elegant shadow.

Do you really have a boyfriend right now?

Lin Qian nodded frankly: "Yes."

Wen Shuyan's smile faded. "When did you talk about it?"

Perhaps realizing his question was a bit abrupt, he added, "It's after get off work now, I'm just checking in on you as a friend."

"It was discussed not long ago."

"...I see," Wen Shuyan swallowed hard, as if choking on some bitter taste, and forced a smile, pretending to be relaxed, "Then next time you have time, bring her out to meet us?"

Lin Qian replied politely, "Okay, let's talk again next time."

She took it as just a friend's concern.

After all, the filter of the other party being a gentle, boy-next-door type from childhood is still there.

But what they didn't see was that Wen Shuyan's lip line gradually straightened.

His fist clenched silently at his side, his knuckles turning white from the force.

-

Not far away, a black Maybach sat quietly in the night.

Assistant Gao was shivering from the cold and silently turned the air conditioning up two degrees.

The weather is getting cold.

The atmosphere around someone grew increasingly cold.

From inside the car, it was clear that Lin Qian was talking to a strange man.

And he even laughed.

It seems like President Lu has gained another rival in love.

Assistant Gao shook his head and sighed silently.

Lu Beiting sat expressionlessly in the back seat of the car, staring blankly at the man and woman chatting and laughing in front of the company building.

They were childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

They had known each other for much longer than he had known Lin Qian.

A dark emotion flashed in Lu Beiting's eyes, and the veins on his neck bulged involuntarily.

Lin Qian sensed something was off as she opened the car door and got in.

Assistant Gao silently raised the partition, not wanting to hear the young couple arguing.

"Where should we go on our date?" Lin Qian asked.

She is still looking forward to it.

Lu Beiting finally turned his gaze from the window to her face, his voice icy and flat: "Go to bed."

Lin Qian was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Go on a date in bed," Lu Beiting said, his voice as cold as ice, "and make the naughty baby cry."

Lin Qian's eyes widened instantly: "What did I do wrong?!"

The voice just fell.

Lu Beiting suddenly turned to the side, grabbed her slender waist with his large hand without saying a word, and with a little force, lifted her up from the seat next to him and placed her steadily on his strong thighs.

"ah--"

With a very soft gasp from Lin Qian.

She sat on Lu Beiting's lap, her hands instinctively bracing themselves against his chest.

It's a very intimate pose.

It was also a very possessive posture, as if he was afraid she would run away with someone else.

The man's face was serious, his voice cold. "Tell me, what did you talk about with him?"

Lin Qian asked instinctively, "Who?"

Lu Beiting gave a cold laugh.

It was icy cold, sending chills down one's spine for no apparent reason.

He looked displeased and said, slowly and deliberately, "Your childhood sweetheart, Green Arrow."

"..."

Who is Green Arrow? He clearly has a name!

However, Lin Qian dared not say it, because if she did, Big Dog would definitely get angry.

She's hard to coax, really hard to coax.

She obediently nestled in Lu Beiting's arms and honestly explained:

"He asked if I wanted to go out for dinner, and I said no, I had a date with my boyfriend tonight. Then he asked me when we started dating, and I said not long ago."

When Lu Beiting heard the words "I'm going on a date with my boyfriend," his tense expression relaxed slightly.

But after hearing the whole sentence, his expression hardened again, revealing a dangerous aggression.

"Green Arrow".

He coldly uttered two words as his final comment, his disdain and hostility undisguised.

Lin Qian: "..."

She felt that Lu Beiting was now like a difficult-to-please, resentful husband.

I have to say, upon closer inspection, it's actually quite cute.

Lin Qian grew bolder and stretched out her index finger to gently poke his tense, handsome face.

Lu Beiting lowered his eyes, his deep gaze locking onto hers. He narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing her: "Why is he here?"

"Oh, I forgot to mention," Lin Qian remembered this, "Manager Zhao left, right? Wen Shuyan... is the company's newly appointed manager."

Another long silence followed.

Lu Beiting's jawline twitched, and he suddenly gave a cold, emotionless smile.

"Heh, that's a clever tactic."

Lin Qian changed the subject: "So where are we going on our date?"

Lu Beiting coldly replied, "I'm not telling you."

"If you don't tell me, I'm not talking to you on the way."

Lu Beiting gave her a deep look. "You'll know when we get there."

"..."

Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat; a sense of foreboding crept in.

I have a feeling that my lower back is going to give way again tonight...