From abandoned baby to CEO

On the way to the hotel, Liu Qingsong muttered to himself: Why did he suddenly come to me at this time of night? Why didn't he tell me during the day?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Sun Xue arranged for him to take Mr. Wu to the airport, and Zhao Haimei was also in the car at that time.

Along the way, the two people sitting in the back seat talked and laughed very intimately.

After seeing Mr. Wu off, Zhao Haimei took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat and chatted with him.

Instantly, a familiar faint fragrance entered his nostrils, and he suddenly remembered that this was the same smell he had smelled on the top of the mountain last time.

He didn't know whether the smell was Zhao Haimei's body odor or her perfume.

Anyway, this smell made him feel distracted...

"Boom boom boom!"

Liu Qingsong knocked on Zhao Haimei's room on the second floor of the hotel.

"Come in." The voice was gentle and sweet.

Push the door open and enter.

Liu Qingsong suddenly lost his composure.

The air in the room was filled with intoxicating aromatherapy, soothing and melodious saxophone music lingered in the room, and on the table were two glasses of red wine.

Zhao Haimei was wearing a pink suspender nightgown with her wet long hair scattered on her shoulders.

She was lying on the comfortable big bed, her plump and well-proportioned figure was clearly visible, and her two slender legs looked even whiter and smoother against the white sheets...

The picture is very eye-catching!

Liu Qingsong's heartbeat quickened and his blood pressure surged to his forehead. He couldn't bear to watch the scene.

He quickly withdrew his gaze from Zhao Haimei, and spoke a little nervously, "Mr. Zhao...what do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhao Haimei smiled charmingly, stood up, walked to Liu Qingsong, raised her head and whispered softly in his ear:

"Xiao Liu, don't call me Mr. Zhao, just call me Sister Mei."

Zhao Haimei almost pressed her body against Liu Qingsong. She was a head shorter than Liu Qingsong. Her wet hair fell on Liu Qingsong's arm. His arm accidentally touched the soft and tender part on Zhao Haimei's chest.

Liu Qingsong subconsciously stepped back and his face turned red.

"Sister Mei.....do you have something to talk to me about?"

Seeing Liu Qingsong's reaction, Zhao Haimei burst out laughing.

She naturally held Liu Qingsong's bronze, thick and strong arm, her eyes full of surprise:

"Xiao Liu, do you usually work out? Your arms are so strong!"

Liu Qingsong stood there nervously, "No... Sister Mei... I have never worked out... It has always been like this."

Liu Qingsong wore dark blue trousers and a white short-sleeved shirt. His bronze skin looked particularly eye-catching against the white short-sleeved shirt.

Liu Qingsong has indeed never exercised. He doesn't have that hobby and is reluctant to spend the money.

He built up his strong muscles while doing renovation work.

In the first few years, he didn't have that many workers under him, so he had to do everything himself, carrying cement upstairs, swinging a sledgehammer to smash the wall...

Moreover, he has an amazing appetite. He can eat seven or eight steamed buns and two large bowls of vegetables in one meal, and he can drink more than ten bottles of beer in one breath.

Other people's eight-pack abs were developed through training in the gym, but his were formed naturally from doing hard labor during those years of renovation.

Zhao Haimei's eyes moved back and forth on Liu Qingsong's body, and fixed her gaze on his chest bulging high under his white short-sleeved shirt. She couldn't help but sigh:

"Xiao Liu, I didn't expect you to have such a great figure without any physical exercise!"

Liu Qingsong's face turned even redder when he was praised by Zhao Haimei. He didn't dare to look directly into Zhao Haimei's eyes. He could clearly feel that there was a fire in Zhao Haimei's eyes, burning fiercely...

"Mr. Zhao... No... Sister Mei, I'm going to wash my face."

Liu Qingsong evaded the question, turned and went into the bathroom, closing the glass door.

Liu Qingsong's face turned red and his heart was beating rapidly.

He didn't know why, but whenever Zhao Haimei appeared in front of him, he would get nervous, his heartbeat would speed up, and his breathing would become rapid...

Maybe it was the first time he met such an excellent woman, maybe it was the irresistible fragrance of Zhao Haimei, maybe it was her charming figure, maybe it was her gentle and sweet voice, or maybe it was her fiery and seductive eyes...

Anyway, it made him feel confused...

Zhao Haimei stared at Liu Qingsong's back.

Liu Qingsong bent down to wash his face, and Zhao Haimei's eyes fell on him through the glass door of the bathroom.

In her opinion, Liu Qingsong has an amazing figure!

With a broad back and strong waist, when he bends over, his firm buttocks are tightly wrapped in the azure blue trousers...

She was so absorbed in watching that she couldn't help swallowing her saliva and muttered to herself:

"Her personality and appearance are so similar to his, but her body is a hundred times more perfect than his!"

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her heart, and a trace of sadness quietly crept into her eyes.

Liu Qingsong walked out of the bathroom and smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I left in a hurry just now and I was sweating..."

Zhao Haimei withdrew her thoughts and smiled.

Liu Qingsong's every word, action, and even the slightest expression could not escape her eyes.

She knew why beads of sweat appeared on Liu Qingsong's forehead. The room was air-conditioned and very cool...

"Xiao Liu, sit down. Come, have a glass of red wine."

Zhao Haimei picked up the red wine on the table and handed it to Liu Qingsong, saying, "Did Mr. Sun ask you to rent a house for me?"

"Yes, she asked me to rent you a house in a high-end neighborhood near the company."

“Oh, did you rent it?”

"I looked at a few, but I wasn't too satisfied with any of them. I plan to look again tomorrow."

"Xiao Liu, where do you live?"

"The steel plant's family compound."

"In this case, you don't need to ask anywhere else. Just rent the community where you live, preferably your building."

Liu Qingsong immediately objected, "Sister Mei, that won't work. My neighborhood is an old one, the environment is not good, and there is not even an elevator. President Sun specifically told me that you are a senior executive of the company, and the accommodation conditions must be good."

Seeing Liu Qingsong's serious expression, Zhao Haimei couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiao Liu, you still don't understand Sister Mei. I come from a rural background, so I don't have high requirements for these things. As long as the house has good lighting, a large space, and is clean, it's fine."

Liu Qingsong was still a little surprised. It would be a bit out of place for someone of Zhao Haimei's status to live in such an old neighborhood!

At that time, the reason why he and Sun Xue rented that place was, on the one hand, because it was close to the company, and on the other hand, because the rent in such a community was cheap.

"Sister Mei, how about...I ask Mr. Sun for his opinion?"

"It's okay. Don't cause trouble to Mr. Sun for such a small matter. It's not easy for Mr. Sun to start a business. I will pay for the accommodation myself. If Mr. Sun asks later, just say that you have rented a house. No need to say anything else. Do you understand?"

Liu Qingsong was a little surprised. He knew that Zhao Haimei's accommodation was reimbursed by Sun Xue. He suddenly felt that Zhao Haimei was a very considerate person.

"I understand, Sister Mei."

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhao Haimei's face flushed, making her look even more charming.

She stood up and poured another glass for everyone.

"Xiao Liu, I really want to thank you so much for taking such good care of me during my last hospitalization. I was so touched to meet such a kind-hearted person like you in a strange city where I had no relatives."

Zhao Haimei looked at Liu Qingsong tenderly, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Sadness arises spontaneously.

Six years after her divorce, she felt for the first time that there was a man taking care of her at her bedside.

The last time she also had acute gastritis, she was lying on the cold hospital bed, she called Wu Zechen, Wu Zechen on the other end of the phone told her in a low voice that his wife was having a birthday and he couldn't get away to go to the hospital to see her...

"Sister Mei, you're welcome. You are Mr. Sun's guest. I am just doing you a favor."

"Xiao Liu, I'm really touched. Wait a moment. I have a gift for you."