Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

Sister Huang also talked to Lu Luozhi about this, telling her to focus on her work and not to have any unrealistic thoughts.

Because all of these are unrealistic.

The CEO's social class is beyond the reach of ordinary people like them, let alone dreaming of turning a sparrow into a phoenix.

"You've already surpassed many people by getting into this company. As long as you work diligently, girls should earn more money. Only when you are financially independent can you take charge of your own life."

Sister Huang told her based on her own experience.

"Don't believe those TV dramas about domineering CEOs falling in love with me. Those are just TV shows, they're fictional. Watch them and forget about them, don't take them seriously. In this world, rich and powerful CEOs don't just fall in love with ordinary girls."

When Lu Luozhi heard Sister Huang's account of the seduction incident involving Ying Yuchuan, she was so shocked that she gasped.

"How dare that girl?"

No wonder he ignored her when she tried to flirt with him the other day; is this the reason?

As expected of Ying Yuchuan, even with her upper body exposed, he only called security to throw her out of the company. She admired his composure and courage.

At the same time, she also felt a little guilty.

She wasn't dreaming. She was Ying Yuchuan's legally married wife, legally recognized and protected by law. If Sister Huang found out about this...

She glanced at Sister Huang, who seemed like a strong, independent woman, and then scratched her head.

Would she really believe that Ying Yuchuan, the seemingly aloof and powerful CEO in their eyes, would marry a girl like her?

In the past, she wouldn't have believed it either.

"For wealth and status, what wouldn't we dare to do?"

Sister Huang snorted, "Some girls just want to get rich overnight. They want to marry a rich man, they think work is tiring, and they want to lie down and spend money on shopping every day. Rich men aren't stupid."

"Alright, that's enough. The president will be back soon, so just focus on your work. HR ordered afternoon tea, and it's already been delivered to the break room. Go grab some."

"Okay."

Lu Luozhi took a piece of matcha cake and a cup of milk tea, and ate them with a smile at her workstation.

Big companies are so nice, they even have such delicious afternoon tea. I heard the afternoon tea is different every week.

Just as she was finishing her cake, Ying Yuchuan returned. He stepped out of the elevator, with Yuan Yiwei following behind him.

She stuffed the last bite of cake into her mouth and quickly stood up.

"President, you're back."

Seeing that Sister Huang was not there, Yuan Yiwei wisely returned to his own office first, leaving the couple to talk.

"cream."

After Yuan Yiwei left, Ying Yuchuan pointed to the corner of his lips as a hint to her. Before she could even wipe it clean with a tissue, he reached out and naturally wiped away the little bit of cream from the corner of her lips with the pad of his thumb.

"That's fine."

This intimate gesture made the usually thick-skinned Lu Luozhi a little embarrassed, and she quickly looked around.

Fortunately, no other senior executives on the same floor passed by, otherwise how would I explain it if they saw me?

Say, "Hey, I'm Ying Yuchuan's wife."

Who would believe that?

She quickly grabbed a tissue and wiped the cream off his hands.

"Would you like some cake? We have afternoon tea in the break room, the matcha flavor is really delicious."

She spoke in a low voice, her back straight. On the surface, there was nothing unusual between her and Ying Yuchuan; it was a normal conversation between a superior and a subordinate.

Ying Yuchuan doesn't really like cake, but after hearing what she said, he wanted to try it.

"Okay, bring one in for me."

She gave him an OK sign, "You go in and wait for me, I'll be right back."

Ying Yuchuan glanced at her as she hurried toward the tea room, a faint smile involuntarily appearing on his lips. He then pushed open the door and entered his office.

Less than half a minute after he entered the office, Zhou Yanjin, that playboy, stepped out of the elevator.

He came to explain how to extinguish the fire.

Ying Yuchuan had blocked him for a day and a night, and there was still no sign of unblocking him. For the sake of their precarious friendship, he had to hurry up and say something.

Hehe, he's smart. He found out his whereabouts from his assistant beforehand, and he arrived just as the assistant returned to the company.

We've finally caught him.

Tsk tsk tsk, come to think of it, he's never put in this much effort or seriousness when it comes to picking up women.

He strode over and pushed open the office door.

"Ying Yuchuan..."

In the office, Ying Yuchuan heard Zhou Yanjin's voice before he saw her. He had just sat down when Zhou Yanjin burst in as if she were being chased by a ghost.

"Zhou Yanjin, I heard this is my office."

He gave a stern reminder.

Zhou Yanjin had already taken several steps inside when she heard this. She raised her eyebrows, turned around, and went to the door, symbolically knocking twice.

"Is this okay?"

I'm impressed by him.

Ying Yuchuan remained expressionless. "What is it?"

Zhou Yanjin walked over and carefully studied his expression.

It still smells a bit.

"Oh dear, I've come here to apologize with a bundle of thorns on my back."

He smiled broadly.

"Where is Jing?"

Ying Yuchuan leaned casually against the back of his leather office chair, his left leg crossed over his right, his sharp eyes half-closed as he looked at him.

"Give it to me so I can have a beating."

A cold, indifferent tone.

Haha, that's such a lame joke.

Zhou Yanjin smiled awkwardly, never expecting him to ask that question.

He just casually uttered that idiom.

I walked over to him, leaned my butt against the edge of the desk, and he patted my shoulder smugly.

"We're all good brothers, don't say things that will ruin our relationship."

"I brought a bunch of gifts to your house last night, and then..."

"President, your cake..."

As he spoke, Lu Luozhi brought in a matcha cake on a porcelain white dessert plate.

Noticing each other's presence, they both stopped talking at the same time.

Lu Luozhi glanced at the elegant and handsome man and felt extremely fortunate.

Thankfully, she didn't say anything outrageous. She almost blurted out "Dear President," but thankfully she realized the moment she entered the room that this was the company and he was the boss, so she couldn't say such a thing.

But who is he?

Zhou Yanjin looked at her, having the same question.

Who is she?

He looked completely unfamiliar; I'd never seen him before when I visited Ying Yuchuan's office.

"Who is she?"

He asked Ying Yuchuan.

He glanced at Lu Luozhi who was walking over, then fixed his gaze on Zhou Yanjin.

This is exactly what he's been longing to know: Ying Yuchuan's wife.

He wanted to come here last night, didn't he?

However, he doesn't intend to tell him.

With a slight smile, Ying Yuchuan uttered two words in a mysterious and enigmatic manner.

"you guess."