Falling tonight

Chapter 49 Pretending to be a Girlfriend

Opening the curtains, there were a few mottled fingerprints printed in front of the glass window, symbolizing the fierce battle between the two last night. Those images suddenly came to mind. Zhao Rou's face turned red, and she closed the curtains, hiding out of sight.

Throwing the clothes into the balcony washing machine, he turned around and suddenly saw something swinging on the usually empty bar.Zhao Rou was curious and took a closer look. There was a serving of porridge, a serving of fried buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks.

The sunlight shines through the glass on the bar, giving a golden halo to the breakfasts neatly placed on the bar, adding a sense of life to the small apartment.

Zhao Rou reached out and touched it, but it was still warm.

Is this... prepared by Muzhou?

Zhao Rou sat on the bar and looked at the breakfast in front of her happily. It felt good to be remembered by others. A warm current surged in her heart, and she immediately picked up her phone and sent him a WeChat message.

"Thank you." Add a pink heart emoticon after it.

She had never sent such a sticky expression to Mu Zhou before. Zhao Rou looked at the love on the dialog box, blood flowed from the tips of her ears, and her heart beat faster involuntarily.

After a long time, without waiting for Mu Zhou's response, Zhao Rou's beating heartbeat slowed down and she shrugged, hinting that she shouldn't pay too much attention.

During this time, she always thought of Mu Zhou unconsciously. When he didn't come to her, what would she think about what he was doing?

Perhaps, I have fallen into this relationship unknowingly.

However, their relationship was not on the surface. Mu Zhou never expressed his feelings to her, so Zhao Rou could only put away the spreading good feelings one by one.

As that saying goes, whoever takes it seriously will lose.

Zhao Rou doesn’t want to lose.

She held back her thoughts and concentrated on eating breakfast.

In the Lingtian Building, a group of executives who were meeting in the conference room saw the strange look on Mr. Mu's face not long ago. He was warm, calm, and emotionally stable, completely different from his usual cold and ice-cold face.

This time they had experience. At the meeting, they talked with Mu Zhou about the business layout and ideas that they had not dared to discuss before. Mu Zhou did not veto them one by one, and asked Gao Songqing to take the minutes of the meeting and promised them to give them to each department in the future. reply.

The meeting was dismissed and Mu Zhou's cell phone rang. When he walked to the door, he took out his cell phone and took a look at it, his eyes rising unconsciously.

He turned to Gao Songqing and said, "The breakfast I bought today is good. From now on, I will send one to her every day."

Gao Songqing stopped the signing pen in his hand and looked at his CEO in confusion.

Before Gao Songqing could respond to Mu Zhou, a delicate female voice sounded at the door, "Brother Mu."

Mu Zhou, who was walking towards the elevator entrance, stopped, glanced sideways at Zhao Fangyi opposite, and said calmly, "Why are you here."

Everyone in Lingtian Building knew that Mu Zhou often took Zhao Fangyi to various occasions, so there was no obstruction from the front desk and Zhao Fangyi could directly enter and exit Lingtian Group.

"Brother Mu, I didn't answer your call, so I came to see you." Zhao Fangyi rushed to Mu Zhou, took his arm and said coquettishly, "Brother Mu, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, let's go pick out some gifts together. Would you like a gift?"

As if afraid that Mu Zhou would refuse, Zhao Fangyi added, "You used to go shopping with me every holiday..."

For some reason, the Zhao family and the Mu family have had a good relationship in the past few years. They occasionally have contact during holidays and festivals, and it is inevitable to give gifts.

Gao Songqing walked up behind them and reminded Mu Zhou, "Mr. Mu, we have an appointment with Mr. Zhao the day after tomorrow to discuss how to resolve the upstream supplier issue."

This was a reminder to Mu Zhou that he would soon discuss with the Zhao family about terminating the engagement.

Although there is a plan to get the Zhao family to break off the engagement, enough work must be done to save face.Mu Zhou said to Zhao Fangyi, "Okay, the assistant will pick you up at 5 p.m."

Zhao Fangyi didn't expect Mu Zhou to agree so quickly. She thought she would have to act coquettishly and wait for a long time before he answered her.

She was extremely surprised and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home, Brother Mu."

Mu Zhou nodded lightly and walked into the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, Mu Zhou caught a glimpse of the diamond necklace on Zhao Fangyi's neck. He suddenly remembered that night at Yuewan Mansion, when he put the pink diamond ring on Zhao Rou's hand. At that moment, she was lying on his lap. So docile and soft.

Mu Zhou turned to look at Gao Songqing behind him, and slowly said, "When is the QUEEN brand launch conference?"

Gao Songqing picked up his mobile phone and checked his recent itinerary, "Mr. Mu, the invitation letter sent by Mr. Li said that the QUEEN new product launch conference will be held in 20 days."

"Well," Mu Zhou looked at the numbers jumping above the elevator, "Go to Mr. Li to order a set of jewelry for the press conference. I want the best."

Mr. Li, Li Jiangli, has been Mu Zhou’s friend for many years and is also the CEO of the QUEEN brand.

QUEEN brand is the oldest and most famous jewelry brand in Asia. It only holds a new product launch conference once a year. Because it uses the world's top and rare natural gemstones as jewelry elements, there are very few finished products at the conference. Every year, new jewelry is launched. After it was released, it was snapped up by the top aristocrats in Asia on the same day.

Therefore, the QUEEM brand invites Asian aristocrats to witness the jewelry launch conference every year, and the upper-class ladies are also happy to participate in this status-symbolizing competition game.

"Okay, I'll contact Mr. Li." Although Mu Zhou didn't say why he wanted to order a set of jewelry from Mr. Li, Gao Songqing probably guessed that it should be related to Zhao Rou.

The elevator door opened and Gao Songqing followed Mu Zhou into the office.

"Mr. Mu, there is something I need to report to you. In fact...after you called me to send clothes to Miss Zhao that day, the old lady often asked me about your whereabouts and asked me, ahem, if you were with Zhao Rou. Together, Miss."

Gao Songqing observed Mu Zhou's expression as he spoke.

Mr. Mu walked to the president's chair and sat down. He leaned on the chair lazily and looked at him first, "What did you say?"

Gao Songqing touched his nose and said, "Of course I mean no."

Mr. Mu clasped his hands on his chest, "If she asked you, she probably guessed the result. There is no need to hide it from her."

Gao Songqing's eyes widened, "Are you and Miss Zhao ready to make it public?"

Mr. Mu sat up straight, "My mother obeys me in everything. Even if she knows something, she won't let a word slip out of her mouth. Don't worry."

Gao Songqing agreed with this statement. Perhaps it was because Mu Da’s CEO was not like other rich kids who enjoyed themselves, drank, and had fun. He was young and capable, and the Lingtian Group he founded was famous in Asia. Mu Zhou’s parents had little respect for Mu Zhou. There is no restraint and I love this single seedling very much.

"I understand, Mr. Mu." Gao Songqing replied.

Zhao Rou washed all the clothes Mu Zhou left behind and had just tidied up the rest of the house when she received a call from Bai Zhenghe.

"Sister, can you do me a favor?"

Zhao Rou was confused, "What's wrong?"

Bai Zhenghe said hesitantly, "Well, there is a former female classmate who has been chasing me. She is more difficult to deal with. Can you...can you pretend to be my girlfriend for a while, and I will take you to have a meal with her. She I won’t give up until I know I really have a girlfriend.”

(End of this chapter)