Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

He takes a closer look at An Chuxia, truly pleased with himself . Immediately, an unknown fire lights up in his chest . “Oh, my wife! Why are you so jealous? Why should you be jealous? Don’t be so opinionated!”

She isn’t stunned . Instead, she lets out a boisterous laugh, trying to pretend she isn’t angry . He looks at An Chuxia and he can tell she ran into Xiang Mankuai .

“She came back this time to sign a contract . She’s the new spokesperson for Han Group for our new online game . She was being mobbed when she was waiting at the airport, so I brought her here to wait things out . I sent her back to her hotel room . ” His explanation is quite sincere .

An Chuxia’s brows knit, but she doesn’t say anything . She is unreasonable when she quarrels with him . What’s more, she has no right to make trouble . Han Qilu wraps his arms around her tightly, and the tip of her nose inhales his unique scent .

“Don’t leave me . I can have anything, but it seems… I can’t live without you, okay?” Han Qilu has always been proud, but at this moment, he is humble . An Chuxia is speechless .

They fall into a comfortable silence for a long time . The secretary knocks on the door and witnesses their embrace, letting out an ‘Ah!’ . The doc.u.ments in her hands fall to the ground, making a noise .

They fall into a comfortable silence for a long time . The secretary knocks on the door and witnesses their embrace, letting out an ‘Ah!’ . The doc.u.ments in her hands fall to the ground, making a noise .

An Chuxia hurriedly shoves Han Qilu away . She tries to cover her red face behind her bangs . Han Qilu acts like everything is very natural . He presses his lips against her wrist . He sits down on the swivel chair behind the desk before tugging her over, forcing her to sit on his lap . Her back is against him, and his chest is still warm .

“I’m sorry, president!” Secretary Xiang picks up the doc.u.ments from the floor .

“Please get me a s.h.i.+rt . ”He looks at the blus.h.i.+ng An Chuxia . “When I was at the airport, I got into an accident and my s.h.i.+rt got soaked . ”

He’s explaining to her why he had to take a shower . He’s trying to give her some peace of mind . An Chuxia makes a face and ignores him .

“Yes, president . ” Secretary Xiang puts the stack of doc.u.ments on Han Qilu’s desk . “This doc.u.ment is urgent . I hope you can sign it quickly . It has been proofread . ”

“Yes, president . ” Secretary Xiang puts the stack of doc.u.ments on Han Qilu’s desk . “This doc.u.ment is urgent . I hope you can sign it quickly . It has been proofread . ”

Han Qilu nods, but doesn’t forget to inform her, “She is the president’s future wife . If she wants to come to my office, send her in immediately . ”

The blush on An Chuxia’s face deepens . She elbows Han Qilu but he hardly moves . He reaches for the pen and the doc.u.ment, and starts signing .

The secretary, who is standing at his side, is upset for interrupting them . Fortunately, she’s been a secretary for many years . She quickly recovers from the stunning announcement . She grabs the file and turns to leave . She closes the door behind her .

If this news leaks to all the single girls in the company, she wouldn’t know how many of them would be sad . Secretary Xiang pulls out a phone to call for his clothes to be sent . Melancholia hits her .  The good-looking president actually has a sweetheart . Although it’s a pity that the lady has long eyelashes and clear eyes filled with stars . She isn’t aware of how comfortable they look together .

The CEO’s woman is good .

If this news leaks to all the single girls in the company, she wouldn’t know how many of them would be sad . Secretary Xiang pulls out a phone to call for his clothes to be sent . Melancholia hits her .  The good-looking president actually has a sweetheart . Although it’s a pity that the lady has long eyelashes and clear eyes filled with stars . She isn’t aware of how comfortable they look together .

The CEO’s woman is good .

“Hey– . ” An Chuxia struggles in his arms . “Have you been taught to speak so directly?”

Han Qilu signs the last doc.u.ment and sets the pen aside as he stands up .

An Chuxia takes a few steps back, thinking he was going to do something to her . Who knows, he actually… .