Morning, My Contract CEO/C99 A Small Interlude
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C99 A Small Interlude

"Manager Li, so you're here. I've been looking for you for a while!"

Just when Lee Zhe was at a loss, a voice came out. Wen Yuan looked over and saw Wen Qinghe who had unknowingly come over. He had a smile on his face and an uncomfortable flattering expression.

Feeling Wen Yuan's gaze, Wen Qinghe realized that Wen Yuan was also by Lee Zhe's side. He looked at Wen Yuan and then looked at Lee Zhe. He seemed to have realized something.

He then said, "Director Li, what a coincidence. I was going to introduce you to our Wen Yuan, but now it seems that you have already met her!"

"Yes, I have. Unfortunately, Miss Wen is busy with matters. I originally wanted to invite her to dance, but now it seems that I will have to wait for the next time." Lee Zhe saw the opportunity and said.

Wen Qinghe's eyes lit up when he heard this. The Wen's was still in Lee Zhe's hands. If Wen Yuan and Lee Zhe had a good relationship, he, the second shareholder, would not suffer any loss.

How could Wen Qinghe give up on such a profitable business?

Hence, he quickly matchmade, "Aiya, look at what the child said. It's late at night. What's there to be busy about? Besides, it's just a dance. What can it be? Wen Yuan, don't you think so? "

Wen Yuan did not respond. She just cast a cold glance at Wen Qinghe and pretended not to see Wen Qinghe giving a desperate look.

Did he really think that everyone was stupid and would be led by his nose?

Seeing that she did not respond, Wen Qinghe quickly went over to Wen Yuan and advised, "Wen Yuan, at least Director Li has spoken himself. You should also be sensible and not embarrass him!"

When Wen Yuan heard that, she frowned and coldly snorted, "What? Uncle, do I not even have the right to make my own decision now?"

"Aiya, you child!" Wen Qinghe glared fiercely at her when he saw that she refused to comply from the beginning until the end.

Heh, this little bastard really thinks of me as something? Wen Qinghe muttered in his heart. The smile on his face disappeared and he made a hand gesture in the direction of a certain brother.

In the next second, a beam of light shot down from above and landed on Wen Yuan and Lee Zhe.

The host on the stage tactfully said, "Next, it's our CEO Li who will open the curtains of the dance for us!"

Immediately after, the concerts in the hall also changed into dancing songs in time.

At this moment, the gazes of all the guests fell on Wen Yuan and Lee Zhe at the same time. They became the male and female leads of the entire party, and everyone's focal point.

Seeing this, Lee Zhe smiled slightly and once again elegantly made a gesture of invitation.

The sight in front of the crowd gave Wen Yuan a kind of invisible pressure, but she still persisted. She politely declined, "Sorry, I have time today. I am still wearing casual clothes. It would be rude to dance with Director Li, so it would be better to wait for the next time."

"It's fine. Dancing is about the mood. As for the clothing, it's only secondary. Miss Wen, please!" Obviously, Lee Zhe did not have the slightest intention of giving up.

The onlookers at the side also felt that Wen Yuan's dressing like this was somewhat unusual, but they still had to comply with CEO Li's intentions. They could only quickly follow along and jeer, "Miss Wen, please!"

"Yeah, we are very looking forward to it!"

The crowd jeered continuously. At this time, the music also intentionally increased the tempo, making the people who heard it even more excited.

Oh no, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to escape this time. Just as Wen Yuan was in a dilemma, a large hand suddenly pulled her over. In the next second, her waist tightened.

Wen Yuan suddenly tensed up when faced with Lee Zhe's sudden attack.

"Follow me. Put your left foot first." Lee Zhe, who was in front of her, seemed to be at ease. He calmly guided her by her ear. The smile on his face revealed the joy of his success, but in Wen Yuan's eyes, it was particularly eye piercing.

"Lee Zhe, you!" Wen Yuan pursed her lips into a straight line. Clearly, she was very displeased with his actions.

"Miss Wen, since it has already started, you have to be more concentrated. Everyone is watching, so you cannot make a fool of yourself." Lee Zhe's casual tone was especially annoying.

Even though Wen Yuan was unwilling, she had to admit that what Lee Zhe said was right. She had to jump even if she did not want to. She could only do it well. She could not lose face in front of so many pairs of eyes and make them laugh behind their backs.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan's eyes darkened. She gradually took the initiative to follow the street beat of the dance. Her movements and posture were full of strength, affecting the onlookers.

Under the dance of the two people, everyone invited their dancing partners and started to dance. The atmosphere was very lively.

On the contrary, Wen Yuan felt uncomfortable because of the close contact between the two. She could even clearly feel the warmth from Lee Zhe's palm, the faint perfume smell on his body, and the warm and ambiguous breath.

Persisting for a while more, it would end very soon. Wen Yuan comforted herself in her heart and counted every beat.

When there were only a few beats left, Wen Yuan's heart was filled with joy. Phew, she was finally free.

But at the last moment of work, she suddenly stepped on the wrong step. In the next second, her center of gravity was suddenly out of balance.

This kind of imbalance made her heart thump. It was over! She was probably going to fall into a pile of mud in front of everyone! She closed her eyes tightly.

The expected pain did not come. She only felt her waist tighten, as if her body had stopped in midair, followed by explosive cheers and applause.

But what was going on?

Doubt caused her to suddenly open her eyes, and she instantly fell into a pair of deep eyes. There seemed to be a galaxy in his eyes, and it revealed a myriad of tender feelings.

At this moment, Wen Yuan's heart could not help but beat twice.

Even if it was a close watch, Wen Yuan could not find a single flaw on Lee Zhe's face. This person seemed to be the most outstanding work of a sculptor. He could not be picky and could only be praised.

And it was this man who saved her from her mistakes. Not only that, he also turned this episode into the finishing touch of the entire dance.

Wen Yuan reacted and faced Lee Zhe who had not let go, she said somewhat helplessly, "That... Can we let go now?"

Hearing her voice, Lee Zhe recovered from his thoughts and hurriedly helped her up.

"Ah, Chief Lee's dance really makes people gasp in amazement!"

"I didn't expect Chief Lee to know how to dance. Today really opened everyone's eyes!"

The praises came like the tide, but Wen Yuan's face inexplicably turned red. The scene that she saw when she opened her eyes just now did not disappear for a long time.

That person's eyes were really very beautiful. She shook her head to wake herself up.

Lee Zhe's gentle voice sounded again at this moment, "Why is your face a little red? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

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