High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

Lin Zhu went to find Xi Hua in private, and quietly asked, "Is there a conflict between you and Mr. Ming?"

Xi Hua absently typed on the keyboard, the blue light on the computer screen was reflected on the young man's fair skin, showing a bit of coldness.

Xi Hua's movements seemed to be a beat slower, and the sound of the keyboard stopped.

Then, he slightly raised his eyelashes, his expression calm like the surface of a windless lake in November,

Quietly said: "No."

Lin Zhu said that I believe you are a ghost.

Xi Hua had already lowered his head again at this time, and tapped the Enter key with his right hand a few times, "Is Zhu Lin anything else?"

Standing there, Lin Zhu actually felt that for a moment, he saw a bit of Mr. Ming's shadow in this intern who had always been quiet and never made trouble.

He shook his head in his heart. Although Xi Hua didn't look at him, he still showed a professional smile habitually, "No, no."

"Oh."

Xi Hua stopped talking.

Lin Zhu stifled his doubts and went back.

Back in the office, Lin Zhu noticed an extremely sharp gaze staring at him, and subconsciously felt cold all over his body.

Having been sitting in front of the monitor for the whole morning, Chongming pointedly said: "It's almost time for lunch."

Lin Zhu: "..."

He asked respectfully, "Is there anything you want to eat at noon?"

Chongming watched him not speak, but frowned, as if a layer of ice had formed on his expression.

Lin Zhu's brain immediately turned rapidly, "Should I invite Mr. Xi Hua to come over later?"

After saying these words, Lin Zhu obviously felt that the pressing pressure on him was suddenly much lighter.

Chongming turned the pen in his hand, neither saying yes nor no.

Lin Zhu said again: "..."

Now he feels like a ball between Mr. Ming and Xi Hua, being kicked back and forth constantly.

A middle-aged man who has already married and established a business with a wife and son said that he is a bit confused about the love operations of young people today.

Xi Hua is younger and self-willed, Lin Zhu can understand, but Mr. Ming...how old are you!

Don't think that you are really young when you look young!

Lin Zhu, who has been with Chongming for nearly ten years but still doesn't know the real age of his boss, complained wildly in his heart.

But after all, he is a person who takes money to do things, so Lin Zhu quickly said after a short silence: "I understand, please rest assured, Mr. Ming."

An inexplicable "um" sound came from behind the desk.

Lin Zhu bent down and walked out.

For the first time in so many years, he discovered that his boss had the potential to be arrogant.

This is really...

Lin Zhu exhaled silently, asking him to think about what Xi Hua liked to eat before?

......

Xi Hua was sitting at his workstation packing up his things. He was going to eat in the cafeteria today.

That's right, their company has a staff canteen. Although the company's leadership rarely appears in the canteen, interns and ordinary employees like Xi Hua still like to go there.

After all, the food in the staff cafeteria is clean and hygienic, not to mention cheap, and not bad to eat.

This is already good.

Xi Hua dug out his meal card that he hadn't used for a while from his bag, and was ready to set off according to the time.

Here, after helping Lin ordered the meal, he strolled over to Xi Hua's side again.

"Xi Hua, you should go later..."

Xi Hua stood up and said with a polite smile, "Lin Zhu, I'm going to the cafeteria to eat, do you want to go together?"

Lin Zhu's remaining half-sentence disappeared instantly.

Quickly weighed in his mind, seeing that Xi Hua was about to leave, Lin Zhu hurriedly followed, "Xi Hua, Mr. Ming asked you to come over at noon!"

Walking behind Xi Hua in three steps at a time, Lin Zhu persuaded him in a low voice: "Mr. Ming was not in a good mood this morning...he still cares about you very much."

Xi Hua stopped in his footsteps, paused and paused, he really didn't have the nerve to refute Lin Zhu's words.

Xi Hua thought to himself, without saying a word for such a long time, anyway, he didn't see how much the other party cared.

In fact, Xi Hua thought the other party had given up.

It's just that you still call yourself to eat at this time?

A few traces of puzzlement appeared on Xi Hua's face, seeing Lin Zhu still staring at him eagerly, he squeezed the meal card in his hand,

Xi Hua didn't have the confidence to refuse firmly at all.

Xi Hua knew why Lin Zhu, as the top assistant next to Mr. Ming, was so polite to him. It was simply because he knew the little bit of personal relationship between him and Mr. Ming.

So are the others on the 39th floor.

Xi Hua can only be thankful that the president's office has a high sense of secrecy and the time is short, so other people in the company don't know about it yet.

After all, gossip is scary to some extent.

Xi Hua secretly sighed in his heart, and put the meal card back into his pocket.

Seeing that Xi Hua was so easy to talk, Lin Zhu relaxed his nervous heartstrings, after all, Xi Hua's indifferent attitude before left a little shadow on him.

Lin Zhu smiled sincerely, "Then you hurry over there, the lunch will be delivered right away."

——Two minutes later, Xi Hua sat opposite Chong Ming.

Before the meal was delivered, Xi Hua could only keep his head down and play with his mobile phone silently.

The light in front of him dimmed, but Chongming got up and stood in front of him.

"Why didn't you answer the phone last night?"

Xi Hua: "...I fell asleep."

It was one o'clock in the morning!It's not nine o'clock ten o'clock in the evening, but early morning!morning!

Who is a normal person waiting on the phone at this time? !

Xi Hua really didn't expect Chongming to ask this question, and felt a little indescribable in his heart for a while.

However, the other party continued at this time, "I knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside."

Xi Hua no longer knew what kind of expression he should put on: "Maybe, he must have fallen asleep..."

Chongming: "But the light in your bedroom is still on."

Xi Hua who forgot to turn off the lights when he went to bed last night: "..."

There is no way to describe the mood at this moment, it is very complicated, very complicated.

Xi Hua couldn't help asking: "How long did you wait downstairs at my house last night?"

Chongming squinted his eyes noblely and coldly, pursed his light-colored thin lips together, and stopped talking.

Xi Hua raised his head to look at him, but suddenly felt that such Chongming seemed a little cute.

The silent heart that had already promised to be peaceful and quiet began to beat again.

Xi Hua muttered softly, "Who told you to ignore me first?"

However, what Xi Hua said was really unfounded, because strictly speaking, the two of them started the cold war at the same time with a tacit understanding, and there was no situation where one would ignore the other first.

Besides, Chongming called him anyway, and seemed to be waiting downstairs for a long time,

But what he said really didn't do anything, and he even thought about resigning and running away...

Xi Hua's eyes flashed a little guilty.

A shadow looms overhead.

Chongming bent down, put his hands on Xi Hua's sides, his eyes were cold and calm, but those eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss.

"Did you not plan to come over at noon today?"

The tone was a bit dangerous, and the other party was a little too close at this time, Xi Hua couldn't help but suffocate.

With one hand resting on the back of his head, Xi Hua felt as if there was an electric shock-like tingling sensation all the way down the spine from the brain, making his voice tremble a few times.

"Chongming—"

Where no one noticed, Chongming's eyes darkened a bit, and he gently stroked his lover's lips with his fingers, and said slowly: "I need compensation..."