From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

I have to admit, that kiss was really intoxicating.

Lu Yunzhou had had ambiguous entanglements with several women, but this was the first time he had ever felt his heart pounding so fast he couldn't breathe and his mind going completely blank.

Less than a minute had passed.

Luo Qingyi's body suddenly stiffened. Her face flushed, she pushed him back, and before she could catch her breath, she glared at him: "Hands! Where are your hands?"

"Uh... I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop."

Lu Yunzhou grinned, his gaze lingering on her face.

Luo Qingyi tugged at the hem of her white coat, took two steps back, her ears burning red, picked up the CT scan from the bedside table to cover her face, turned around, opened the door, and left.

The high heels slammed against the corridor tiles, throwing everything out of control.

Lu Yunzhou leaned against the window, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, but he didn't light it for a long time.

I was so angry I could grind my teeth.

That left hand, of all things, touched the wrong place at the most crucial moment, and the kiss, which should have been perfect, ended in less than a minute.

He stubbed out his cigarette and exhaled sharply.

The feeling in my chest was more suffocating than if I had swallowed a whole bitter herb.

……

evening.

The door to the ward rang twice.

Lu Yunzhou turned around, and Luo Qingyi leaned against the door frame looking at him.

The white coat was gone, replaced by a light yellow thin knit sweater and light gray cropped trousers. Her long hair was loose from her ponytail, hanging down her shoulders.

Her imposing aura had largely subsided, giving off a sense of languor after get off work.

"What are you dawdling for? Change your clothes."

She tossed the bag she was carrying over to me.

"Where to?"

Lu Yunzhou caught it.

"I'll cook you a meal at my place."

Luo Qingyi's gaze didn't fall on his face, but stared at a certain spot at the end of the corridor. "Su Qingwan asked me to take care of your dinner, but she's not coming tonight. Want to switch? No, I'm leaving."

"Change it! Done in a minute!"

Lu Yunzhou quickly put on his clothes and followed them out.

As the two walked down the corridor, several heads popped out from the nurses' station, their eyes following their retreating figures.

Finally, I'm out of the hospital.

Lu Yunzhou stood at the door and took a deep breath of the night air. The smell of disinfectant that had been lingering for several days was dispelled, and he felt completely relaxed.

Luo Qingyi's car was a silver-gray Volvo, kept clean and matching the style of her office.

After driving for about twenty minutes, we turned into a high-rise residential area that was neither new nor old, and took the elevator up to the seventeenth floor.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the lights inside turned on automatically.

It's not big, but it's well-organized.

Several paintings and calligraphy works hang on the wall in the entryway, the bookshelves in the living room are crammed full, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a view of city lights.

"No need to change your shoes, please sit anywhere. I'll get you some water."

Luo Qingyi bent down to change into slippers and casually placed her bag on the shoe cabinet.

Lu Yunzhou walked to the window on the carpet. Outside, cars streamed through the streets one after another, and the neon lights of the shopping district in the distance were still flashing.

"Sister Qingyi, you live quite well here. How come you have such a big place all by yourself?"

Luo Qingyi brought over a glass of warm water and glanced at him sideways: "It's alright. If you want something nice, your CEO Su can just arrange it for you."

"I won't eat that bowl of rice."

Lu Yunzhou chuckled dryly and scratched the back of his head.

"Come on."

Luo Qingyi shoved the cup into his hand, turned and walked toward the kitchen. "Sit down first, the food will be ready soon."

Her figure as she walked into the kitchen was slender and neat, her knitted sweater tucked into her waistband, her waist so thin that she didn't look like someone in her early thirties.

Lu Yunzhou stood in the living room for a while, holding a water glass, when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Tang Jinrou's message: Your friend's father's matter has been settled, and the formalities were completed this afternoon.

Lu Yunzhou replied, "Thank you, Sister Tang. You've worked hard."

Another message came quickly: Let's have a meal together?

"Let's do it another day, Sister Tang, I can't get away tonight."

The other side sent a "OK" and then nothing more.

The aroma of garlic wafted from the kitchen, making everyone's stomachs rumble.

Lu Yunzhou put away his phone and walked over. He saw Luo Qingyi stirring the wok, while uncut green peppers were spread out on the other side of the cutting board.

"Let me lend a hand."

He rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and picked up a kitchen knife.

"Alright, you're a guest..."

Before he could finish speaking, a crisp "thump-thump" sound came from the cutting board.

Luo Qingyi turned her head and glanced at him twice, raising an eyebrow: "He's actually quite capable."

"No problem."

Before long, two dishes and a soup were placed on the table.

"It's ready to eat."

Luo Qingyi took off her apron and hung it on the back of the chair.

Lu Yunzhou pulled out a chair and had just sat down—

"Bang!!!"

The front door was being smashed by people from the outside like madmen.

The commotion was heavy and rapid, like fists pounding upwards, extremely brutal.

The two exchanged a glance.

Lu Yunzhou frowned, got up, and went to open the door.

A strong, pungent smell of alcohol hit me.

A man in his forties was standing at the door.

Clutching a half-finished bottle of liquor, he leaned against the doorframe, looking as if he might fall over at any moment.

His eyes were bloodshot and his lips were chapped; it was obvious he had drunk a lot.

Lu Yunzhou gave him a once-over: "You've come to the wrong door, buddy?"

The man squinted, staring intently at Lu Yunzhou, his gaze lingering on his face for several seconds. Suddenly, he grinned and cursed, "Damn it, what are you? What are you doing in my room?"

"Your house?"

Lu Yunzhou raised an eyebrow.

The man gave him no time to react, shoving his shoulder aside and staggering inside, the wine bottle clanging against the corner of the shoe cabinet.

"Luo Qingyi! Get out here!"

His voice was so loud that the whole floor could hear it.

Luo Qingyi walked out of the restaurant, her face so cold it could freeze.

"Zhou Zeyuan, what are you doing at my house drinking like this?"

"Your house? Who paid the down payment for this house? I paid for it, and you're living here so comfortably!"

Zhou Zeyuan glanced at the two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and a sinister look suddenly appeared on his drunken face.

"Well, Luo Qingyi, you've only been divorced for six months and you're already bringing some random guy home for dinner?"

He turned and glared at Lu Yunzhou, who was standing in the entryway, pointing a finger at him. "Pretty boy, who told you to get into my wife's bed? Huh?"

Lu Yunzhou leaned against the wall without moving, his hands in his pockets, looking at this person as if he were looking at a drunken monkey.

"Ex-husband?"

He glanced at Luo Qingyi.

Luo Qingyi's jaw tightened: "It's been over a year since we separated. Zhou Zeyuan, if you don't leave, I'm calling the police."

Report it!

Zhou Zeyuan sprang up from the sofa, stumbled forward half a step before regaining his balance, and exhaled a strong smell of alcohol.

"My name is on the property deed! What law am I breaking by coming to my own house?"

He changed the subject, leaning towards Lu Yunzhou, his steps unsteady as he swayed from side to side: "You, kid, how old are you? Hanging out with a woman in her thirties, freeloading, huh?"

Lu Yunzhou's lips twitched, but he didn't reply.

Luo Qingyi stepped forward and blocked the way: "Zhou Zeyuan, stop acting like a drunkard. The court has already ruled on the house issue; it's you who has been dragging your feet and refusing to cooperate with the transfer of the property certificate."

"A court ruling is worthless!"

Zhou Zeyuan pushed her arm away and swayed towards Lu Yunzhou, reaching out to grab his collar.

"Pretty boy, you'd better get lost, or else I'll..."