Because she was addicted

Wen Jia's eyes widened. "Don't talk nonsense. President Fu is going to marry President Tang."

Yi Mo: "I'm not making this up. Once, I went to deliver some documents to President Tang's office and overheard President Tang's secretary, Linda, telling me this in the restroom. She said that when President Fu returned to China last year, Yinian's boss's wife accidentally bumped into him while delivering coffee to the company, and ever since then, she's been clinging to our President Fu. Every few days, she'll find an excuse to come see him, and whenever she sees President Fu, she pounces on him, she's really aggressive. When it was President Tang's birthday, she even called President Fu and said she was sick, and managed to get President Fu to leave the birthday party."

Wen Jia: "???"

Yi Mo: "And what's more, that woman even personally delivered coffee to President Tang's office to protest, saying that she and President Fu were the true love, and that President Fu and President Tang got engaged only out of gratitude for her taking care of Mrs. Fu, and told her to get lost. Listen to that, is that even human language? Linda couldn't stand it and started fighting with her, and the woman almost poked her eye out with a ballpoint pen."

"How come I didn't know?"

"Jiajia, you're always out of touch with what's going on outside of work. You never even come when we're gossiping."

"But the proprietress doesn't seem like that kind of person to me."

"They say you can't judge a book by its cover. With a man as exceptional as President Fu, how many women could resist? Wouldn't they use every trick in the book to keep him? But President Fu just falls for it. I heard that President Tang is so heartbroken over this that she can't even eat, and their wedding has been postponed."

Yimo kept talking,

"Men, oh men, they have such good fiancées but still have to cheat on their wives. Even our CEO Fu is no exception. Sigh, Jiajia, I hope CEO Lu isn't like that..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Jia gently flicked her forehead.

"Shut up. President Fu and President Tang are engaged, and they might get married anytime soon. If you spread rumors about President Fu like this and it hurts their relationship, you'll be in deep trouble."

Yi Mo stuck out her tongue. "I was just telling you, I only remembered this thing after seeing Tianyu's information."

"Yimo, as secretaries, we hear and see more than others, so you must watch your mouth and not blurt out anything. Otherwise, you won't even know where the trouble will come from. Do you understand?"

Wen Jia said somewhat sternly.

Yi Mo shut her mouth somewhat awkwardly, "Okay."

Actually, she had heard some juicy gossip, the really explosive stuff, that even the boss's wife's child, the little girl who looked like Shin-chan, was Mr. Fu's. But Wen Jia clearly didn't want to hear it or let her continue talking.

Wen Jia looked at Tianyu's information on the computer screen, and the contact person column read "Shen Li".

So, her name is Shen Li.

……

With Lu Chenyan gone, Wen Jia and Yi Mo felt much more relaxed.

Lu Chenyan was not in Haicheng, but Hua still came every day.

Before she knew it, it was the weekend. Yimo had made plans to go out for dinner with her boyfriend the day before.

"Jiajia, are you really not coming with us? You're alone anyway, why don't you come and have some fun with us? My boyfriend said a new resident band has joined them, and the atmosphere at night is amazing." Yimo invited her warmly.

Wen Jia waved her hands repeatedly.

"Want to be a third wheel? To watch you two being all lovey-dovey? No way. I still have a report to write."

She carefully reviewed the new energy-related materials and papers that Lu Chenyan gave her, and then revised the report for him based on his suggestions.

But the more she looked at these materials, the more new insights she gained, and the deeper her understanding of the industry became. She felt that her previous reports were becoming increasingly naive.

I was thinking of taking advantage of the weekend to revise the report.

"Sigh, she could easily make a living based on her looks, but she insists on relying on her abilities. Jiajia, how are people like us supposed to survive if you keep doing this!"

Yi Mo left while complaining.

When Wen Jia went outside, she realized it was raining.

Fortunately, the hotel wasn't far, so she ran into the rain with her laptop bag over her shoulder.

Back in my hotel room, my clothes were still soaked.

She quickly took a shower and ordered takeout.

Pan Mei and Wen Zhao have been occupying her house for three days and show no sign of leaving.

According to Pan Mei, Wen Zhao is going for a job interview at that nightclub tonight. If he gets the job, she will rent a place with him.

So, Wen Jia will have to stay in the hotel for several more days.

"Ding-dong."

The hotel room doorbell rang.

The food arrived so quickly?

Wen Jia got up to open the door, but before she could even open it a crack, Lu Chenyan pushed the door open and came in.

"Mr. Lu, what are you doing here?"

There were no takeout orders at the entrance, only Lu Chenyan standing there, soaking wet.

He pushed his way through the door frame, glancing around as he went.

"You live here?"

Turning around, I saw Wen Jia still wearing the hotel bathrobe, her hair wet and draped over her shoulders.

Her dark brown curly hair curled even more after being wet. A stray strand clung to her long, fair neck, water droplets trickling down her neck and slowly disappearing into the depths of her bathrobe.

Lu Chenyan's Adam's apple bobbed.

Wen Jia suddenly realized what was happening, grabbed a few pieces of clothing with a cry of surprise, and rushed to the toilet.

"What's the panic! It's not like we haven't seen this before."

Lu Chenyan's nonchalant voice came from outside the door.

Wen Jia was immediately embarrassed.

After finally getting dressed, I came out in a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, completely covered from head to toe.

Lu Chenyan chuckled upon seeing this.

"What? Afraid I'll eat you up?"

Wen Jia was a little flustered. "You... why are you here? Weren't you in Gangcheng? You still had a day's schedule left. Are you done with work?"

Lu Chenyan looked around, walked to the sofa, and plopped down.

"It wasn't anything serious to begin with. Besides, with President Fu around, nothing could go wrong. So I came back early. Mainly..."

He stared at Wen Jia for a long time.

"I'm mainly worried that some people miss me too much and can't sleep at night while holding their phones."

For two days in a row, he and Wen Jia chatted until late at night.

I don't know what we talked about, but we always had something to say, and we even wanted to share cute expressions.

He hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.

No way.

Wen Jia blushed slightly.

While you can flirt on WeChat, when it comes to real life, even when the person is right in front of you, they can feel a little unfamiliar.

It seems like there's only one person online.

In the real world, he became a different person.

But clearly, both of them are her.

This kind of cutting is amazing.

Once she calmed down, she noticed that Lu Chenyan was soaked from head to toe.

His wet black hair hung down over his eyes, softening his sharp and cold demeanor and giving him a gentler, more youthful air. Although he was still wearing a suit, it immediately reminded her of the sunny, bright-eyed boy by Erhai Lake, laughing freely with his big white teeth.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" she asked.

"I rushed here as soon as I got off the plane, thinking I could pick you up from get off work, but I was still too late. I saw you running here with your laptop bag on your head, so I followed you in, but you disappeared."

"Then how did you know I lived in this room?"

Lu Chenyan smiled, "It just so happens that the owner of this hotel is surnamed Lu."

"Yours?"

"To be precise, it belongs to my brother. He designed the hotel and named it. Isn't he cool?"

Speaking of his older brother, Lu Cheyan's eyes shone brightly, and his face was full of arrogance.

"Your brother is really amazing."

Wen Jia sincerely praised her.

Lu Chenyan ran a hand through his wet hair and said proudly, "Yes, my brother is the pride of the Lu family. But he's in Japan right now, otherwise I would really like to introduce you to him."

Wen Jia turned around, grabbed a towel, and handed it over.

Why would I know your brother?

Lu Chenyan dried his hair, peeking through the gap in the towel as he chuckled:

"Don't worry, you're so great, my brother will definitely like you too."

"You're talking nonsense again."

Wen Jia was a little annoyed when the phone rang at just the right moment; the takeout had arrived.

"I'm going downstairs to get something."

She grabbed her phone and stormed out the door.

When he returned, the door to the room was ajar, and the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom. Lu Chenyan's clothes were on the sofa.

Wen Jia's face flushed instantly, like it was on fire.

What is he doing?!

Wen Jia blushed and placed the takeout on the coffee table, but when she turned her head, she saw Lu Chenyan's clothes.

The rain outside was already quite heavy. Lu Chenyan's coat was soaked through, his suit jacket was stained even darker, and his shirt collar was also wet, looking like it could be wrung out. His vest and underwear were also haphazardly folded on top, whether intentionally or unintentionally, making Wen Jia's head spin.

She grabbed a cushion from the side and covered herself with it.

"You're back?"

The bathroom door clicked open, and Lu Chenyan came out, drying his hair with a towel as he spoke.

"I'm soaking wet. Do you mind if I take a shower in your bathroom?"