Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 412 I'm Married
In the next few days of work, Lu Yao deliberately avoided Zhang Quan.

She is wise and shrewd, and it is not difficult to detect this man's mind. Either he has a crush on her, or he has other plans. No matter which point, she avoids it.

Until a week passed.

During the lunch break that day, Xiao Zhang came back with two paper bags after going out for a trip, and one was handed to Liao Qiu, which was a box of desserts. The woman opened the lid and exclaimed, "Wow, I heard Said that their desserts are very expensive, Brother Zhang, you are so generous."

Xiao Zhang's expression froze, and he put another heavier bag in front of Lu Yao, and took out several dessert boxes from it and arranged them in a row.

Lu Yao was studying the operation data of the computer in the workshop. The boxed lunch in front of her was half eaten. She didn't notice anything until Liao Qiu came over in a hurry and pushed Xiao Zhang's arm away with one hand, "Wow, Brother Zhang, what are you doing?" Is it a bit obvious that you are biased?"

Liao Qiu raised the spoon in his hand, and passed in front of the row of delicacies.

"You're lucky this time." Xiao Zhang's eyes darkened, observing Lu Yao's expression, "These are all prepared by Vice President Zhang for our director."

When Lu Yao heard this, she pulled out of her current work and glanced at the desktop in a deep voice.

"Did you not refuse?" Her voice was flat, as if she didn't care much.

"I declined." Xiao Zhang shrugged, feeling very helpless, "But he is the vice president after all, so it's hard to make it too obvious if he refuses, and I can't help him if he insists on pretending to be stupid."

As he spoke, he leaned closer again, and said cautiously: "Just now he saw that the person who sent the clothes was me, and his face was already ugly. After all, the other party is Party A, so we don't want to tear ourselves apart too much."

Lu Yao held her breath, acquiesced to Xiao Zhang's words, and after thinking for a while, she glanced at Liao Qiu who was drooling beside her, "Want to eat?"

Liao Qiu bit the spoon and waved his hands again and again, "Don't dare, dare not, Director, this is specially prepared for you by Vice President Zhang."

"It's okay, let's eat." She smiled, and then told Xiao Zhang, "You can check the specific prices of these things, and then report to their secretary department, and I will make up the money."

Then he looked at Liao Qiu again, "It's my invitation, you can eat at ease."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the cup at hand and got up to go to the tea room.

In the production workshop at noon, most of the workstations were resting, but the roar of the machine continued. Lu Yao shook her drowsy head, and her steps forward suddenly stopped.

Blinking his eyes, he saw clearly the pair of feet in front of him.

He raised his head, facing the eyes of the man he expected, with anger that seemed to be floating up and down.

He straightened his back, grabbed the familiar suit in one hand, and swayed in front of Lu Yao, "I just don't want you to see me like this, is it worth you avoiding me like this?"

Lu Yao withdrew her footsteps to the side, made a gesture to pass him, and continued to go straight to the direction of the tea room.

Zhang Quan followed behind her unexpectedly. With a relaxed expression, she unpacked a pack of powdered coffee from the storage shelf in the tea room and poured it into a cup. My eyes are mixed, and I do this to avoid misunderstanding."

Zhang Quan was choked speechless for a moment, his expression froze, "Then do you dare to say that you are not avoiding me?"

Lu Yao held the coffee cup in one hand, tapped the hot cup wall with the fingers of the other hand, and smiled, "Vice Zhang and I are simply partners, but we can't really talk about a deep friendship. There is really no reason to hide from you."

She thought about it and looked around. The tea room was empty at this moment. She thought it would be a good time to bring up the topic, so she conveniently put the cup in her hand on the high shelf behind her.

"Vice President Zhang..." She cleared her throat, crossed her hands on her chest, and looked the man up and down, "Although I don't understand your intentions, there is one thing I need to tell you. I have already... "

"Hey, Sister Yao, you haven't rested yet." As soon as Lu Yao said this, a figure flashed into the door of the tea room. It was Sister Qiao, the workshop director of the inspection team. She came in with a lunch box and greeted Lu Yao. It was only later that she saw the man with his back to her, and his face froze, "Zhang, Mr. Zhang, why are you here?"

The expressions of Lu Yao and Zhang Quan changed to varying degrees.

Zhang Quan turned slightly sideways, pretending to pass over Lu Yao, and took a disposable paper cup from the desk behind her, "I'm coming to the workshop to have a look, I'm a bit thirsty..."

Sister Qiao looked suspicious. Anyone who looked at the current situation knew that it was not easy, but even a young person didn't want to pursue gossip, so she continued to go in the direction of the sink, and habitually put the lunch box on the shelf next to it. Put it on.

Keeping his eyes on Zhang Quan, he didn't notice the cup of coffee that was originally on the shelf. When the lunch box in his hand was pushed out, the coffee cup was pushed to the edge, facing Lu Yao's back, which was about to fall.

Zhang Quan's eyes were bright and his heart was bright. After realizing it, without waiting for the other two to react, his body moved forward, grabbed the woman's arm with one hand, and protected her under him sideways.

Accompanied by the man's shallow muffled groan, followed by the crisp sound of the mug falling to the ground, Lu Yao was protected by Zhang Quan, and she was stunned for a long time before she recovered.

Until Qiaojie covered her mouth in panic and exclaimed: "My God, Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

Lu Yao came out of Zhang Quan's arms, and looked back to see the man leaning on the desk behind him, his lips were pale, his forehead was stained with fine beads of sweat, and coffee stains slid down the cuffs of his white shirt.

She turned sideways to look at his back, and saw the whole coffee mark, still steaming.

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In the hospital, after treating the wound, Zhang Quan wrapped thick gauze from his back to his chest.

Lu Yao knocked on the door and came in. When she saw his naked upper body, she couldn't help but hesitate, her eyes flicked across his firm belly, and she put a basket of fruits on the table, "I asked the doctor and said that you were severely burned. You need to rest for two days."

"En." Zhang Quan responded lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yao's heart was full of doubts, but it was always difficult to question her face to face.

Zhang Quan saw through her thoughts at a glance, twitched the corners of his pale lips, and smiled deeper at people, "You don't have to make such a bitter face, I didn't ask you to make up for anything."

Lu Yao turned to the side and waited with downcast eyes, "Personally, I don't like to owe others anything. You make me feel very guilty. During this time, I will pay for your hospitalization and nutrition expenses. As for the rest, As long as it is a reasonable request, I will not refuse."

Zhang Quan was a little surprised, his lips and teeth parted, "Do you think I want to get something from you before making the move?"

"That's not what I meant." Lu Yao thought that Zhang Quan had misunderstood her meaning, and explained, "Things in this world should have gains and losses, and you helped me, so it is reasonable to ask. "

The man finally understood what she meant, a playful light flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly laughed, his eyes bent.

"In this case, if I don't ask for anything, will you always feel that you owe me something?"

Lu Yao held her breath, seeing the meaning of his teasing, she was a little sullen, "Vice President Zhang, I haven't had time to remind you of something. I'm married. I don't think it's appropriate for you to tease a married woman like this."

Her words made Zhang Quan's face turn cold all of a sudden, and then instantly turned to freezing point, his throat rolled, and his eyes became unnatural.

"Aren't you already divorced?" He seemed to mutter, "Then who is your husband?"

Lu Yao gently pursed her lips, and just as she was about to answer, she heard a steady voice behind her, "It's me."

The sound of footsteps approached slowly, and as soon as he turned around, he met the man's cold and indifferent face.

(End of this chapter)