Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

Tiptoeing downstairs, Su Zimu muttered to himself: Why can't I see a single servant? Are they all asleep?

She even had an excuse ready if anyone asked why she had spent so much time in his room.

She said they were discussing work, a big project.

But she saw no one.

When she got to the first floor, Jiang Huaizhou was sitting at the dining table eating.

Su Zimu glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window, which was still pitch black. He muttered to himself: It's late at night and you have a good appetite.

It is impossible to just float by without being noticed.

Su Zimu waved his hand in front of his chest, "I have a good appetite, haha."

Jiang Huaizhou put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, looked at her standing beside him, tilted his head, and said, "Come and drink some soup together."

Soup?

Together?

"No, no." Su Zimu waved his hands repeatedly, "You are weak, drink more soup to replenish yourself, I don't need it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Jiang Huaizhou stand up and walk towards her, approaching her until he pushed her against the glass window, leaving her with no way to retreat.

"My body... is weak?" He bowed and looked into her eyes. "Do I need some... nourishment?"

His heart was beating wildly. When he saw those eyes, the vivid scene just now flashed in his mind. Su Zimu tilted his head and said, "You misunderstood. What I meant was that you just had a fever and were sick. You just recovered from a serious illness and need nutrition."

Noticing the other person's burning gaze, she suddenly remembered the marks on her neck and quickly reached out her hand to cover them.

Jiang Huaizhou took her hand and placed it on his forehead, then let her hand touch her forehead before letting her go and walking back to the dining table.

"I see, it's you who has a fever now, not me."

fever?

She didn't just have a fever, it was a high fever, and her cheeks were already burning hot.

"Why aren't you coming over yet?" Jiang Huaizhou motioned to her again.

She looked at the dining table, where a meal had already been prepared.

"No, I don't eat midnight snacks." She really didn't want to complicate things.

"It's already three o'clock in the morning. It's not a midnight snack, you can consider it breakfast." Jiang Huaizhou shook his phone.

It was clear that the time shown was a quarter past three.

"It's only 9pm, how come it's am...?"

After meeting Jiang Huaizhou's eyes and realizing the reason, Su Zimu quickly shut up and sat down obediently at the dining table.

The more you talk, the more wrong you become.

Not sure if it was because he felt guilty or something, but Su Zimu just focused on drinking his soup and didn't look at the other person.

Hearing the sound of the spoon being put down on the other side, she blinked but didn't look up.

"How is it?" Jiang Huaizhou folded his hands in front of his chest.

"puff……"

All the soup in his mouth sprayed out, and Su Zimu quickly wiped his mouth with paper.

So direct?

Seeing her flustered face, Jiang Huaizhou was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly laughed.

"I asked about the taste of the soup."

Ten thousand alpacas were flying through his mind, but Su Zimu tried his best to remain calm and said, "It's a bit salty." It was so salty that I almost vomited it out, do you understand?

"Oh~" Jiang Huaizhou responded meaningfully.

"Well, thank you for... breakfast." Su Zimu said as he stood up. "It's getting late. If you have nothing else, I'll leave first. You should have a good rest."

Noticing that the other person's face darkened, Su Zimu deliberately raised one hand and waved to him, then turned around and left.

"You can live here." A cold voice came from behind.

"No need, I still have to go wash up and change my clothes." Su Zimu started to put on one shoe.

"I have asked someone to prepare the clothes, and they will be delivered soon."

Su Zimu put on the other shoe, "Really, no need. I have to go to work tomorrow, so it's more convenient to go home."

"I can provide you with anything you want."

"You really don't have to do this." Su Zimu put on his shoes and turned to look at Jiang Huaizhou.

His face didn't look good.

"Well," Su Zimu said as tactfully as possible, "Let's both forget what happened tonight."

"Hehe," Jiang Huaizhou laughed dryly, "That's how it should be." After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs.

Angry?

Su Zimu didn’t quite understand. Aren’t rich people like them most afraid of being harassed by women?

I took the initiative to suggest that he doesn't have to be responsible, but he's unhappy?

Should I keep pestering him and wait for him to give me a check before he will be happy?

Tsk tsk tsk, she doesn’t even understand the spiritual world of rich people.

In order to cover the kiss mark on his neck, Su Zimu applied concealer and tied a silk scarf.

However, no amount of concealer could hide the dark circles under her eyes and the tiredness.

"Sister Zimu, what did you do last night?" The new intern Xiao Zhang came over.

"I'm at home, what's wrong?" Su Zimu said and yawned again.

"What do you do at home?"

"I'm at home... No, why are you asking?"

Seeing that she was a little anxious, Xiao Zhang hurriedly explained, "I just care about you and whether you have been working overtime too late."

Su Zimu felt embarrassed when he realized that he had misinterpreted the other person's meaning. "Well, if you want to ask something next time, just ask directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

A colleague next to me interrupted, "Xiao Zhang, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Nope."

"When you have it, you will know what to do at home." After saying this, colleagues around him laughed softly.

Xiao Zhang blushed immediately.

"Zi Mu, come to my office." The director suddenly called her.

"There are some problems with the project in Nanshi, so you may have to go there early."

"what is the problem?"

The director was a little embarrassed. "You know Zehui Construction. This client is very important to our company."

"I know that this project is warm and responsible."

After Wen Nuan lost the bet with her, for some reason, the director came out to bail her out.

In fact, Su Zimu always remembered the director's friendship and his kindness in his heart.

Although she couldn't understand why the director stepped forward to protect Wen Nuan, she would not ask.

Originally, this bet was a private agreement between the two people and was not binding. It all depended on whether the parties were willing to accept the loss. It was not impossible to breach the contract, but it depended on whether they were thick-skinned enough.

"So, what's the problem with Wen Nuan?" Su Zimu didn't want to involve too many personal feelings in his work.

"From what Wen Nuan said, it seems that she suspected that the other party's information was fake. I haven't learned the specific situation yet."

"So what was I?"

"I thought that you were going to be in charge of South City anyway, so you might as well take this opportunity to start the first battle in South City."

"Okay, no problem. I'll follow the arrangements."

"I'll ask the administration to book a flight later and we'll be there in the next few days. Is that ok?"

"no problem."

Although he agreed readily, Su Zimu couldn't help sighing in his heart. Plans couldn't change as fast as they did. He didn't expect to have to leave Huacheng so soon.