100 Ways to Pamper Your Wife: The Cold CEO Locks Her Waist and Forces Her to Marry

Ya'an Shopping Mall is a five-minute drive from Liqun Shopping Mall. Zhao Chuyu arrived at the destination after finishing her phone call.

Due to an urgent order from the higher management, the area was cleared ahead of schedule.

In this huge shopping mall, there were only a few female managers dressed in steady clothes, standing in the lobby, waiting respectfully.

This was the first time that Bai Lulu had personally experienced the treatment of booking a private theater. She secretly sighed that Qi Zixuan's uncle was really wealthy.

Not only did he send people to support Chu Chu in time, he also turned this shopping mall, which is said to be a place that only those with a seven-digit net worth dare not enter, into Zhao Meiren's personal show.

I really have to say that this uncle is very good at coaxing people.

In the car, she was listening to music and concentrating on chatting with her boyfriend. She didn't pay attention to who her girlfriend was talking to on the phone, let alone what they were talking about.

She turned her head to look at the sweet smile that was faintly visible between Chu Chu's eyebrows, and seemed to be able to guess who the caller was.

This is the typical happy look of falling in love.

From this point of view, the campus belle Zhao from Nanjing University has been completely "picked" away this time.

Even if she gets pregnant before marriage, as long as she is happy and content, she will always support her.

As the designated godmother, she will be available 24 hours a day to help Chuchu raise the baby.

As for whether Chuchu would marry Qi Zixuan's uncle, she was not sure. Everything depended on Chuchu's wishes.

[Note: Ladies reading this, getting pregnant before marriage is not advisable and you should not try it.]

The female manager who was waiting in the lobby saw the enchanting beauty walking in front of her protected by bodyguards, and immediately stepped forward.

"Hello, Miss Zhao. I am Cai Yuehe, the general manager of Ya'an Shopping Mall. This is the intercom. You can summon me at any time if you need anything."

Special Assistant Zheng made one thing clear on the phone in advance: the president's wife did not like her identity being exposed, and even more so did not like being followed by others.

As a woman, she was able to sit in the position of general manager on her own. She must have her strengths, and her ability to read people's expressions was one of them.

When they first met, she could tell that this extremely young wife of the president had a cold personality and did not like to be disturbed too much.

The walkie-talkie handed over was taken by the accompanying bodyguard.

Zhao Chuyu concealed the charming look between her brows and nodded her chin politely, "Thank you for your hard work, Manager Cai."

"It is our honor to serve Miss Zhao." Cai Yuehe raised a standard smile and began to introduce the functions of each floor.

"Ms. Zhao, this building has 12 floors in total, and the floors above the 9th floor are office areas.

The first floor is a leisure beverage area, the second floor is cosmetics from major global brands, the third floor is leather goods and luggage, the fourth floor is jewelry, the fifth floor is men's clothing, the sixth floor is women's clothing, and the seventh floor is a beauty salon. I hope Miss Zhao and her friends will have a pleasant shopping experience."

In order not to offend others, a group of management staff, led by the general manager, stood in two rows, leaving the middle aisle empty, and bent slightly to let the two distinguished guests pass.

Ya'an Shopping Mall is owned by Saint Ann. Even if they had a hundred guts, they would not dare to make the president's wife unhappy in the slightest.

Zhao Chuyu vaguely understood that this was Qi Jinan's arrangement, so she didn't ask too much. She went to the VIP lounge on the first floor with Bai Lulu, who was holding her arm.

She had already seen the thermos in the bodyguard's hand, and it must be the millet porridge that Qi Jinan had talked to her about on the phone.

In the morning, she said that she didn't want to waste time and money to book the entire mall for shopping, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly.

However, since she had already made an appointment with Lulu, she didn't want to let her sister make a wasted trip, so she had to accept Qi's arrangement.

After the two of them sat down in the lounge, the bodyguard immediately placed the thermos on the table and said, "Miss, this is the millet porridge that Master Wu ordered his subordinates to bring you."

Zhao Chuyu said calmly: "Okay, leave it here. Please go get some afternoon tea for my friend."

"Yes, I will get it right away. Please wait a moment, Miss Bai."

The first half of the sentence was addressed to the future president's wife, and the second half was addressed to Bai Lulu. After the bodyguard responded respectfully, he turned around to order food.

Seeing how calm her little sisters were, she silently gave them a thumbs up, with excitement in her eyes.

"Chu Chu, it seems that the saying 'If you keep company with bad people, you will be bad; if you keep company with good people, you will be bad' is true. The way you were just now was so cool. It touched my heart."

Chu Chu spent a long time with Qi Zixuan's uncle, and their auras became more and more similar.

At that moment just now, I had the illusion of seeing that cold and icy uncle.

Zhao Chuyu took off her mask, raised the corners of her lips into a beautiful arc, and looked up at Bai Lulu, "Isn't that a bit exaggerated, Miss Lulu?"

The last four words have a slightly rising ending tone, with a hint of mischief.

The collision of charm and cuteness almost made Bai Lulu bleed from the nose.

She seemed to have received a huge shock, and she covered her chest, "It's terrible, I was shot by Cupid's arrow, Chuchu, you have to be responsible for me."

When it comes to the wonderful "performance" of acting geniuses, so far, no one dares to say that they can beat Miss Bai.

Her exaggerated and affected manner immediately made the seductive and charming Lady Zhao laugh, "Lulu, you are really wasting your talent studying archaeology."

Bai Lulu's face was filled with a happy smile. She raised her index finger and shook her head, "No, no, no, I think I made the right choice by choosing this major. Otherwise, how could I have met Chu Chu, who is so beautiful and kind-hearted."

"Miss Bai, these are grilled chicken wings, fried skewers, and milk tea with grass jelly."

After a few words, the bodyguard who had just been ordered to take the order came over efficiently carrying a tray.

He placed the food one by one on the table in front of Bai Lulu, then tactfully left.

Zhao Chuyu was worried that she would feel nauseous, so she didn't dare to look at the snacks any longer. She opened the thermos and smiled softly, "Lulu, eat something first, and then accompany me to the fifth floor."

Now that I'm here, I'll go see if there's any suitable gift for Qi Jinan.

Bai Lulu put on disposable gloves, picked up the chicken wings, and smiled knowingly, "Chu Chu, are you going to buy a gift for Qi Zixuan's uncle?"

"Well, today is his birthday. I just found out about it yesterday and didn't have time to prepare." Zhao Chuyu didn't want to hide it from her good sister, so she told her the truth.

"Okay, I understand. I promise to give you some advice later."

This is the first time Chu Chu has taken the initiative to give a gift to the opposite sex, so she has to be a good strategist.

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was said without words.

Zhao Chuyu picked up the porcelain spoon and bowl that came with the thermos and scooped out the soft, glutinous and fragrant millet porridge.

The sweet and delicious aroma made her want to taste it involuntarily.

Bai Lulu, who was eating grilled chicken wings, also saw the porridge that looked very good. She swallowed her food and praised it, "It looks delicious. Is this millet, red dates and pumpkin porridge?"

It is delicious and really whets your appetite.

Zhao Chuyu scooped up a mouthful with a spoon and brought it to her red lips. After tasting it, she chuckled and replied, "Yeah, yes."

The taste was exactly the same as the meals she had eaten in the past two days, and it still whetted her appetite.

She remembered that when she asked the chef, Qi Jinan avoided the question and said on the phone that he would make something delicious for her when he got back.

She seemed to know who did it.

Could it be him?

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