No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

After that, Lu Ze treated her very coldly, and he seemed to be very busy.

Qiao Xun was still his personal secretary. Every morning and evening, she would go to his villa to clean up the housework for him. Occasionally, she would pick up Xiao Lu Yan for him and help him with his homework.

Little Lu Yan will still call her Liz,

But she would also ask Qiao Xun to have afternoon tea and make some good black tea for her servant, saying that this kind of black tea was her mother's favorite drink and let her try it.

After Qiao Xun tasted it, it tasted really good. She thought Mrs. Lu had good taste.

She has never dared to ask about Mrs. Lu. She is just a secretary, and she shouldn't have too much involvement in Mr. Lu's private life.

But Xiao Lu Yan would occasionally talk about her mother's habits and what kind of clothes her mother likes to wear...Finally she said: "Liz, actually you look a bit like my mother! If you crawl up to my father's Under the covers, being Lu Qun and I’s mother doesn’t seem that bad.”

The cup of black tea in Qiao Xun's hand suddenly lost its aroma.

More than a month passed like this, and in the blink of an eye it was the end of November, and early winter was coming.

It was the weekend, and Qiao Xun was accompanying Lu Ze in a meeting. It was almost half past ten when he got off work.

Going downstairs, it started to rain late at night.

The rain is like thin threads,

It falls on the hair and eyebrows, adding a bit of tenderness to fatigue.

Lu Ze got into the car. He took off his coat and threw it into the back seat. As he fastened his seat belt, he said calmly: "Let's stay in the villa tonight! Xiao Lu Yan's French teacher is on leave tomorrow, but Xiao Lu Yan will be there next week. There is a French speech...you can give her some tutoring tomorrow."

Spend the night at his place?

Qiao Xun refused without thinking!

She turned her little face to the other side of the car window, looked at the busy traffic outside, and murmured: "I can go there again tomorrow afternoon."

Lu Ze didn't force it, he just said softly: "Locate the address."

He took the phone out of his pocket and handed it to her. Qiao Xun felt that this was too intimate. After all, he was the boss and she was just the secretary, but she did not dare to betray Lu Ze.

Over the past month, she knew all too well how unkind he was.

The little ambiguity between them seemed to have disappeared long ago, as if it was her illusion, as if it had never happened...

Qiao Xun entered the address.

Lu Ze frowned slightly when he saw the place, while Qiao Xun's face turned hot: "The rent for the place is relatively cheap."

Lu Ze looked at the car in front of him indifferently, with no expression on his handsome face: "I remember your salary is not low, what do you do with it?"

Qiao Xun wore work clothes every day and didn't spend money on meals, but she was still raised like a monkey and didn't produce two ounces of meat, which made Lu Ze dissatisfied.

Qiao Xun whispered: "I saved it! It will be useful in the future."

She thought Lu Ze would be unhappy, but he just looked at her sideways and said nothing.

20 minutes later, the black Rolls-Royce parked downstairs, but it was still dozens of meters away from the entrance of the corridor. There was only an umbrella in the car.

Lu Ze got out of the car and held an umbrella for her.

Qiao Xun was very uneasy: "Mr. Lu, I can just run there myself."

Lu Ze didn't say anything, but gently held her thin shoulders and led her into the rain. It was raining heavily at this time, and big raindrops hit him, making most of his body wet.

After squeezing into the corridor, Qiao Xun was about to say thank you and coax people away.

Suddenly, Lu Ze snorted.

Qiao Xun looked over and realized that half of his clothes were wet. No matter how much she wanted to avoid him, she couldn't pretend to be dead... Besides, Lu Ze was still waiting uncertainly for her to speak.

She tentatively said in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, go upstairs and I'll make you a cup of ginger tea!"

Lu Ze looked at her with deep eyes.

Qiao Xun lowered his head slightly and said in a lower voice: "I just want to drink a cup of ginger tea. I have no other intention."

Lu Ze still didn't answer, but just walked towards the stairs.

There was no moonlight on a rainy day, and the stairs were young and in disrepair, gray and dilapidated.

Qiao Xun was a little shy, so he took him upstairs and opened his large living room.

Although the house is small, Qiao Xun keeps it neatly.

On the small dark desk, a rose is placed in a glass vase, which looks particularly delicate and reflects the deepest vision of the hostess.

Although it was her own house, Qiao Xun was very cramped. She asked Lu Ze in a low voice to take off his coat. She said she had a small heater here and could help him dry it off.

Lu Ze took off his coat and handed it to her with an unfathomable look.

Qiao Xun pursed her lower lip tightly. She took her coat to dry and went to the kitchen to make ginger tea for Lu Ze.

Lu Ze sat at the small desk.

He saw the newspaper and the missing person notice.

He touched it gently, but Qiao Xun actually didn't know that he had bought all the printed copies of the newspaper she published, and only one copy was left in her hands.

Qiao Xun now seems to be living in "The Truman World". Everyone and things she comes into contact with have been arranged in advance, and everything is just for her to slowly walk back to him.

After a while, Qiao Xun came over with ginger tea.

When she saw the newspaper in Lu Ze's hand, she turned pale and wanted to take it off: "Mr. Lu, that's my thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, she was carried to the small desk by him.

The dim light of the light shone on her ivory-like skin, which looked particularly soft and charming. In addition, her long hair was slightly moist, making her whole person pure and beautiful...

Lu Ze has been looking for her for a year.

How could he bear it when she was right in front of him?

He leaned forward, gently pressed his face against hers, and asked her very gently: "Do you really want to get them back?"

His arms were so strong and hot against her waist.

Qiao Xun struggled wildly.

She couldn't break away. She moved back and made a broken voice: "Yes! I want to find them! Mr. Lu, I have a husband and children..."

"Do you love him?"

Lu Ze's voice was hoarse, and when he asked, he stared into her eyes.

It's observation, but also forcing.

It seemed as if the indifference in the past month was actually a conspiracy and an illusion. In fact, he had never given up on possessing her... This was the moment he was waiting for.

Qiao Xun was controlled by the man, and her body trembled slightly: "Yes!"

Lu Ze laughed softly, and he suddenly slowly unbuttoned her clothes. Her clothes were also half wet. He gently opened the fabric, and the skin only became whiter and softer... and trembled gently.

She didn't want him, but she couldn't push him away.

Perhaps, she had always been confused by him, confused by his body, and conquered by his flirting methods, so she did not try her best to resist...

Lu Ze started to kiss her.

He taught her how to kiss, but she was so inexperienced that he asked her to hug his neck and patiently kissed her...

He pressed her forehead against hers and murmured softly: "Maybe you don't love him! You hate him!"

"No! No!"

Qiao Xun shrank and resisted him, but how could she resist Lu Ze's methods.

His clothes were neatly dressed, but she fell half-undressed into his arms.

He was condescending, watching her fall into the needs of a woman with his pure male gaze, and his slender fingertips knew her too well... He knew how to make her taste the ultimate happiness of a woman.

Qiao Xun's whole body trembled under his palm.

At the passionate moment, he leaned into her ear and kissed her passionately: "Do you want it? If you want it, I'll give it to you right away..."