C24 Thank You Mr Lu for Sending My Wife Home

Instantly, I got panicked. After all, I had always been a nobody in the company, if he sat down beside me, wouldn't I become the public's enemy?

As I worried, Lu Qiaoyu turned and sat down at the empty table next to me.

He gave me a smile as if he knew what I was concerning.

I felt so touched, knowing that he was considerate enough to notice that little detail of my thoughts.

Although I stayed at the office until the afternoon, I did not work overtime today. But I have an appointment with my client at five o'clock in the evening.

At the entrance of the company, I saw Lu Qiaoyu waving at me in a white sports car. I ran over and he asked, "Are you going to meet a client? I'll drop you off along the way."

Actually, I knew he lied, yet I still got in his car anyway.

After getting into the car, I blamed him, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you're the CEO of our company?"

"Why should I tell you?" As Lu Qiaoyu was driving, he looked ahead with a smile on his face and said, "No matter what position I am in, you are still my college junior."

His words were so comforting and felt like that of a close friend.

Soon, we arrived at the residential area that I had arranged with my client. After paying my gratitude toward him, I got out of the car and watched the car disappeared from my sight before I entered the residential area.

The project I was currently working on was the renovation of a wedding room. The hostess was Deng Chuchu, an unpopular celebrity. Not only that she had a lot of demands, but she was also very arrogant. More importantly, she had a lot of unrealistic fantasies for her wedding room.

It took me more than three hours to end this haggard discussion with her.

When I got out of the residence, I saw Lu Qiaoyu's car and it was parked at the place where I got off of the car. The handsome-looking man was standing beside the car, leaning against the door, holding a laptop in his hand while drawing on it.

I quickly ran toward him and asked, "You couldn't be here waiting for me all along, could you?"

I stole a glance at the blueprint on his laptop. It was almost completed, and even if it was him, he would need at least more and an hour to complete that much.

However, Lu Qiaoyu put away the tablet and said with a smile, "No, I just went to a construction site while waiting for you."

"You're lying," I exposed him in a joking tone.

Lu Qiaoyu remained silent, just opened the door for me, and asked me to get into the car, "I did wait for a while. How about having dinner with me?"

I was hungry too since I haven't eaten yet. With that, even though I hesitated, when I thought of how long he had been waiting for me, I had no choice but to agree.

Since it was already past eight in the evening, many restaurants had already closed.

He then took me to a Japanese restaurant.

When our food was served, I, who usually could not resist sushi, felt sick after smelling the fishy scent of it.

Right away, I rushed to the bathroom and threw up. Only then I felt so much better.

When I returned to my seat, Lu Qiaoyu looked at me worriedly and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you feel unwell?"

I rubbed my tummy and hesitated for a moment then said, "My stomach doesn't feel too good."

Lu Qiaoyu believed me without finding it suspicious. He thought it was because of working overtime, so my diet was irregular, causing my stomach to feel unwell.

He began to nag me about how important my health was compare to work and not to overwork myself.

I agreed with him too.

After dinner, I returned the key to Lu Qiaoyu and said, "I'm just a new designer in the company if I live in the company's dormitory, many employees will feel unsatisfied."

He could not argue with me, so he took the key back and added, "If you need any help in the future, remember to look for me. Don't hesitate."

Lu Qiaoyu sent me back to Jiang Qin's house.

Just as he was about to leave, I heard someone from behind saying, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for sending my wife home."

I turned back and saw Ji Qingxuan leaning against the wall with his cigarette flickering in the dark.