The marriage is rippling, and the billionaire president is ruthless and domineering

078. What do you mean to me (morning appointment) "Is it not to your liking?"

Qiao Nian couldn't help asking when he saw that he didn't move his chopsticks after taking a sip.

Lu Youqing didn't nod or shake his head, his narrowed eyes fixed on the third set of bowls and chopsticks on the table. Seeing this, Qiao Nian explained, "It's for your special help."

Engels, who was making tea, paused.

"He has eaten." Lu Youqing's voice was very calm.

The corner of Engels' mouth twitched, boss, why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open, I haven't touched a drop of water since I was busy in the morning.

Hey... These days, it's not easy to be a special assistant, and it's even more difficult to be a special assistant to kn Lu.

Ate?

Qiao Nian looked at Engels, and Engels showed a perfect smile, "Miss Qiao, I ate it an hour ago, so please take it easy."

As he spoke, Angus withdrew, tears streaming down his face.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Lu Youqing's eyes when Engels made his debut. He picked up the vegetables with his chopsticks, chewed them slowly, and praised, "It tastes good."

Qiao Nian showed a slight smile, "I started cooking at the age of 15, and I have been cooking for almost ten years. If it doesn't taste good, I wouldn't dare to show it off in front of you."

"En." Lu Youqing responded lightly, and ate the millet porridge gracefully.

Qiao Nian looked at him, every movement seemed to be specially designed, the gestures were so graceful that even swallowing could not be heard.

"The doctor said that you need to control your diet now, so you can't eat any more after eating this." She picked up vegetables for him, and then poured the rest into her own bowl.

Lu Youqing paused and looked at her with unpredictable eyes.

Qiao Nian thought he didn't like to eat other people's food, so he smiled and said, "I brushed my teeth this morning, hehe..."

As soon as the words came out, Qiao Nian thought, what kind of fanfare is this?

Lu Youqing put the vegetables into his mouth, chewed slowly, raised his eyes, looked at her with dark and unpredictable eyes, and said in a playful tone, "And then?"

Then...

Then what?

Qiao Nian smirked at him, "I'm full, eat slowly."

The air fell into silence, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Qiao Nian couldn't stand the silence, and spoke first, "Well, I'm sorry about this matter. I'll go home when you can go to the ground in two days."

"Which home?" Lu Youqing looked at her, "Jing Lan Yuan?"

"En." Qiao Nian nodded.

It is always inconvenient for her to live in a hotel, and she only took a week off, and she will go back to the company to work next Monday. She can't wear the same clothes every day, and she has to do dry cleaning at night. Besides, her passbook Still in the safe at home.

After saying that, Lu Youqing raised his hand and flicked the back of her head with his index finger.

When the pain came, Qiao Nian frowned and stared at him, "What are you doing?"

Her scalp hasn't fully healed yet, and it hurts a lot when he flicks it like this.

Lu Youqing looked at her calmly, and asked lightly, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense." Qiao Nian rolled his eyes.

"Go away after you know it hurts?" Lu Youqing's voice rose slightly, and a strange color flashed across his black eyes, "You forget about the pain before the scar heals, Qiao Nian, are you a pig's brain?"

Being said to be a pig's brain, Qiao Nian stared at him slightly dissatisfied, got up, and when he was about to leave, Lu Youqing grabbed his wrist.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Nian said in a bad tone.

Lu Youqing stared straight at her with dark eyes dark and turbulent. With a little force from his hands, he said domineeringly, "I won't let you go back."

Qiao Nian wanted to break free, but he held her tighter. She said angrily, "That's my home, where will I go if I don't go home?"

Continue to live in your hotel?

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you are willing, can I really live forever?

Lu Youqing frowned, looked at her fixedly, and didn't speak.

The atmosphere fell into silence again. This kind of silence made Qiao Nian feel extremely depressed.

Facing Lu Youqing's turbulent dark eyes, she could only feel an oppressive aura slowly permeating her, making her a little out of breath.

Suddenly, Lu Youqing let go, glanced at her coldly, then lay back on the window without making a sound, closing his eyes.

Seeing this, Qiao Nian cleaned up the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. For some reason, she waited for more than an hour to wash a few dishes before she came out.

Lu Youqing seemed to be asleep, the quilt on the window was tilted to one side, and he was not covered with anything, in case he would catch a cold, Qiao Nian took a blanket and covered him.

When he was about to leave, his wrist was grabbed violently.

Qiao Nian was startled, and when he was about to speak, Lu Youqing looked at her sharply and said in a clear voice, "Qiao Nian, what do you mean to me?"